PEACE AND LOVE

[Werew0lf 24180]

 

 

Issued and averred by the office of the

IMPERIAL CROWN

 

 

✠ HEED, THE GRAND KING OF URGUAN

 

I have noted your list of demands and have spoken to those closest with me, including my leal vassals and their lords.

 

I have decided to respond simply to your demands with this:

 

Hell no.

 

We are now at war.

 

Thank you.

 

AVE IMPERIUM!

 

 

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H V M A N I T A S    I N V I C T A

“Für Gott und Kaiser,”

 

HIS IMPERIAL MAJESTY, Hadrian I of the House Horen, by the Grace of GOD, 

Emperor of Man, Holy Imperator, King of Seventis, Salvus, Renatus & Oren, 

Duke of Middelan, Helena, Lorraine, Sunholdt and Reutov, Baron of Pestilles, 

Protector of Grense, Protector of the Heartlanders, Patriarch of House Horen & the Tiberian Dynasty, 

Captain-General of the Church, Defender of the Faith.

BVRGVNDIA IMPERIVM

 

HIS ROYAL MAJESTY, Tar-Zôrzagar Argelion Anorion Harren Arthalion, High King of Idunia, Prince of Númendil, Chief of the Númenedain and the Tribe of Harren, Defender of the Númenaranyë, Sovereign of Númenost and Alduun, Knight of the Realm, Slayer of the Gilded Queen, Master of the Sharadûn, Protector of the Adunians

 

  

[ferdaboy 3472]

A SQUIRE FED UPON THE CORPSE OF A DWARF. HE PAUSED, AS NEWS WAS BROUGHT TO HIM. “AVE IMPERIUUUM!!!” 

[Marthia 273]

A soon to be crowned Princess of Tir-Glas, a vassal of Idunia, smiles upon the proclamation. 
“Oh, how my people will rejoice in yet another victory.”

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[Chimeraof1999 1187]

"Moron."
The Kharajyr noted before throwing his missive away.

[Sarven 2619]

The knight-templar laughed heartily at the Emperors response

"An amusing thought that they demanded total surrender and abdication considering it to be... acceptable?"

"But I suppose what could be expected of greenskins und would-be scammers."

[Lenny 1615]

Tar-Zôrzagar, The High King of Idunia, spoke “God willing,“ followed by a jovial click of his clogs!

[Spellblades 749]

Aelyn Greye soon got the second missive shortly after the first

 

"Told you, seeking peace with these Imperials is meaningless."

 

The Magi walked out of his clinic, preparing for what was to come

[Nectorist 12869]

Valentin prepares the arms and armor of the Count of Metz, preparing to accompany him in war. @KBR

[Yeetboy0206 1574]

Maddock Tam read this and sighed.

"Very well. Do you wish for blood, Hadrian the Mad? You will have it. We will spill it from your soldiers, from your nobles, and from you on your throne. You will suffer for every last crime you have committed, and then you will die. Alone. A failure who ruined everything his father had tried to build, not that there was that much worth being proud of in the first place. May GOD have mercy on you, for we will not let a tyrant continue his tantrum any longer."

 

Maddock Tam got ready for war, and as he trained, he practiced with his Der Punch Projector. After all, a single good shot could change the tide of a battle, but a few great ones can turn the world upside down.

[Lortime 1153]

"Spent more ink on heraldry than words..... All Pomp, no circumstance."  Parzival simply sighed. 

[Cally 1080]

An Admiral of Idunia laughs. 

[TaraJess 2848]

Aurelian Greye shuffled into the little church across from the government building. She was recently given anti-anxiety candles, for which she promptly lit, and then made to beg God for mercy.

[Phersades 1710]

"The dwarves still have a nation?" Magdalena asked, having read the two missives nearly back to back with her husband at her side "Crazy." - "Well I guess they won't anymore, but I am still surprised." 

[trinn 5128]

 

Joan re-does the map of the world for her brother, in preparation of the next Imperial Court

[Metamancy 1759]

Avaline Marie Helvets, a lady of Alba, shakily rose to her feet from her bed to retrieve the daily mail from the front door. She stumbled back to her bed, clutching her feverish forehead, before glancing over the missive.

It was humorous, almost. Half-men and orcs, challenging the almighty crown.

Hm.

There would be no more peace.

There would only be blood.

She shut her eyes tight at the thought of the thousands of dead dwarves and orcs that would litter the streets of Urguan and the Horde.

Her illness festered.

 

. . .

 

. . .

 

The missive was delivered to An Cheong-Won by a weary traveler, who she found on the streets as he lamented and lamented the death of the innocents that would come.

Cheong-Won did not care.

She left the missive to the winds and left the traveler to mourn.

She pulled her hood further over her head and spurred her horse onwards.

The spirits called.

 

. . .

 

. . .

 

"Salem - I mean, Admiral!" @Vertigo_Round

Silas, no-longer-Admiral of the Praeterian Fleet, called.

"Ye gotta see this..."