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Antoine de Brujes would be standing on the walls of castle Waldemer, he'd look to the men readying for the battles to come, he'd let out an odd smile, "Let their end begin."

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"Deliver us, O' Lord from the dictatorship of confusion and lead us with the spirit of truth," Basim says, reading the Druscan response to the recent proceedings.

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Renaud commands his soldiers to raise the banners and prime their steel in the Archduke's name. "For Death or for glory." He muttered beneath his breath.

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Frederick van Haeger, the Master Huntsman of Drusco, sharpened his longsword with a whetstone whilst grinning gleefully. Draped in the standard of the House of Anjou, a new hunt had become mandate - for even men could be as fickle as beasts.

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Ryke's ears twitched when he heard the news.

 

Squatting in a dingy tavern on the borders of Numendil as he was, he did not pay much attention to the hearsay traded by the patrons (most of whom were backwater farmers, or drunks), but when the tale was told with more vigour by each new patron with each passing hour, Ryke started to reconsider.

 

"... War within the Empire ..."

 

"... Lordly twats at it again ..."

 

"... Don't bode well for no one ..."

 

Under the brim of his straw hat, the Vampyre smiled patiently, and tapped a long fingernail on the brim of his wooden tankard. Perhaps this might finally present an opportunity enticing enough to lure him out of this tavern, where the only blood he had to drink was that of the unwary and the inebriated.

 

Before the sun had fully set, he had picked out the path to this Drusco. He always liked an underdog, but it wasn't all that important.

 

He didn't care which side would lead him to blood.

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Kalenz smiled at the missive as he gathered his sword and armor , marching forth to his motherland! hail Drusco!

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Thaddeus gnawed into the turkey leg, grease dripping down his chin as he roared with laughter. His sons gathered close, and with a booming voice he declared,

 

"Ha! The Callahan parasite has burrowed its way into the brains of weak-willed men; those who have been beaten down by our ancestors for centuries, not counting the torch-swallowing Owynists who have lost for a millennium! May our Druscan friends remind them of their true place in this world; not as lions nor even as hounds, but one step lower, beneath the fleas that leech on the blood of dogs! May Exalted Sigismund give them the guidance necessary to put candle-lickers back into their place!"

 

Thaddeus then smiled the Sun Smile for his Savoyard friends.

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Standing atop the castle's battlements, Kaldur looked out over Drusco. "No backin' out now," he grumbled to himself. "Time to find out if'n I'm too ol' for this, afterall."

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Sascha Glennmaer smiled upon the missive’s threat, knowing very well the consequence that would be a war waged upon her doorsteps. Never was there a doubt upon the heiress’s crescent lips. 


This is a monumental mistake for the Druscans. 
 

She carried on with her day, with not a worry on her mind. 

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Bron read over the missive and compared it to the first- the question. Funny how things turned out. It's the end of the world yet here they were, where he was. Going to war as the mountain crowded in on them. The irony didn't escape him, but still did the Garenbrig devil sharpen his blades. He was ready for this fight. 

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Faustin de Bruges prepared for war.

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Sitting in the castle at Drusco, Edward Velain pondered the news. He had signed up hastily in a conflict he did not really know all too much about but was prepared to spill blood in defence of his new home.

 

He looked around the great hall for anyone to discuss the news with, his mind buzzing with anticipation, excitement and a dash of fear, yet nobody was there.

 

"For Drusco" He muttered to himself, enjoying a loaf of bread.

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Earoslav Rostova's eyes gleam as he reads the missive "This is more than yet another 'vassal war' you threaten the Pontiff, you are HERETICS, the Truth Faith shall see you PURGED by Owyn's radiant white flame." He Spits, "How quick you are to abandon God and align yourself with Sigismundites and Haensers"

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