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[TaraJess 2848]

43 minutes ago, Cheezboi9 said:

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Surely the 18+ is a stab at the child soldiers LOL

this child soldier is very happy to not be drafted into waaaaagh lowkey for her dinosaur pc would 100% explode

 

[Apotolofo 2204]

An elfess looks upon the missive with horror. HERA sits in her home, settled within the lands of Angrenost. Disgust grows in her gut, despair choking in her lungs- she could smell the bodies burning already. 

 

How, in the name of the spirits, will they explain this one? How is this be for the greater good? What will they tell the weeping this time? And if I stay? Thought she. Does it make me a hypocrite? I preach of peace, yet I reside in such lands? Does it matter if they are my children? My godchildren? My family? What have I become? Have I failed? I have failed. There is nothing I can do. Is there? No. I am but one. 

 

Lost in her thoughts of agonizing discontent. . . The shaman made to disappear.  

 

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RP post coming soon, probably

 

 

[Borin 7645]

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Even the panicked orc posts unrelated to managing vassals dont sound remotely orc-y. Orc bros, where did ur culture go???

 

[VolcanicGoat 299]

The Thalion Knight clenched his teeth "We would cut off your heads and feed them to our dogs, but we wouldn't want to intoxicate them with your filthy blood, sons of Krug" he smiled, looking up to the statue of Saint Michael the Archaengul  "so instead you shall simply drown in it"

[Gaja 1311]

"Harren killed Krug, and so shall we.." The Turtle Knight mused, as he readied himself for the coming conflict.

[The Vulgate Cycle 577]

Lord Arthur Marsyr looked at the poster conflicted. Yet again, he was forced to choose between an Empire he hated and the Orc savages who, during the war against the Horenic Covenant committed vile crimes against the people of Hyspia. The prospect of fighting for the Empire, especially in the context of them having potentially killed a child, if this missive is to be believed sickened him. More crimes, more bloodshed, the third war in his lifetime. He was tired. Very tired. He was already mentally preparing himself to bring justice to the savage murders of Hyspia. Though he felt no joy in it. None at all.
He lifted the Trident of Antiquity, tested its weight in his hands and looked himself in the mirror, to commit to memory what he had looked at before the third great conflict of his time.

[Digit___ 1225]

A ginger would sigh after reading a missive given to him by a passing courier. Just as he though another chapter of his life was about to open, War reared its ugly head to pull him back in.

”Guess I’ve got changes t’ make wit’ some plans.” Ser Aviel murmured to himself as he took off his small pair of readers with one hand and massaged the bridge of his nose out of annoyance with the other.

[wolfdwg 2677]

"Hm... I think it prudent that there was only one Kharajyr slain, and most of the captives taken back to the Midden. We didn't even face resistance, how does a Rex with no peoples think he can wage war against an Imperium? Like the Empires of old, when bored, crusade the uruks." The Grand Knight made an observation as he spoke from a dais in the Knight Hall of the Red Dragon. "22,000 Knights..." the Grand Knight sneered, "Sixteen good men was all it took to effectively take over their capital for one hour."

[Gallic 1066]

"I bet they're bragging right now about how they visited a town that wasn't expecting hostilities and didn't have a difficult time fighting children and executing civilians." Comments Fiil'Yar to the owner of the blarg she's crashing. "It is the imperial way to exaggerate what fruit hangs within their reach."

[indiana105 5126]

An old northman took up his sword, and a lordling was sent riding south.

[Pancakehz 2279]

Azhug of the Gorkils locks tf in 

[Wasteland_Shaman 97]

The Lurgoth sat in his chair, recovering from the injury he sustained to his head. In the Clan Halls, curled up like an egg with his Lurwolf, the den mother comforting him. Gutlug took up to the ceiling, before beginning to write down something in his journal. His scribbling a symptom of the psychological and physical trauma inflicted to his pysche

 

"On thIs kaKtUs daY, the EMPIRE attaCKed the HorDE UNPROVOKED!!! In vAIn I have trIEd to reaSOn with them...As MAdOc'LUR my predeCESSor wouLd havEdoNE...GLOZAG'VOTAR...May KRUG foRgIVe my wEAknEss and grant LUR steNGth iN the fUTure TO cOMe. I thINK DIPLOMACY has FAILED...VOTAR GUIDE US IN BUB'HOSH VOTAR. MAY KRUG OUR GOD PROTECT US."

The Lurgoth stamps the message with his seal before dropping his quill, taking a nap on the side of his Lurwolf, experiencing nightmares during his rough sleep...

Edited December 3, 2025 by Wasteland_Shaman

[Sir_omni 151]

A man just woken up by commotion on the streets“ be quiet ist the middle of the Night“ the Sound s are getting louder“ goddammit“ je murmurs to himself as he get dressed and goes down. Now seeing the missive“Those basterds how could they“ he spoke with hate. He Rushed Inside and Starts sharpening his weapons 

[Crymson 535]

A lone Norlandic veteran of yore made his way to the Badlands, wearing an old fraying tabard of red and black from a long forgotten conflict. Betrayed, displaced, and left stateless, because his knees did not bend so easily. A wistful smile formed on his face as the jagged cliffs of Orcish lands loomed before him and caused him to muse to himself. "It's always an Empire. I've been fighting them for near on a lifetime, but I suppose I've got one more war in me. Iron from Ice."

Edited December 3, 2025 by Crymson

[Pearlescent 585]

"Letz FLATZ DEM PINKIEZ" shouted out Muug finally finding his way back home after a long journey of getting lost