KEEP ON TRYING, DON'T GIVE UP

[Cpt_Noobman 1954]

Barundin recalls a memory as a ghost opened the gate......

 

[Mallow 243]

The Orange Hound Samurai loved running back and forth in war, it really took his mind off things. He goes home after things are said and done and celebrates with some Hirano Selects.

 

Spoiler

To everyone who participated in the raid, it was fun

 

 

[Gaja 1310]

Frederick Euler, the Turtle Knight of the Ivory Tower and the Silver Shield of Idunia pumped his fist after the victory.

[wootdahnoot 131]

Baudemund Euler raised his great axe in triumph, its gilded steel slick with dwarven and orcish blood, catching the cave’s light and flaring like a radiant beacon as he roared his victory.
“Slow and steady, like the turtle! Ave Adria, Ave Idunia, Ave Empire!”

[kuerbis 3802]

Valentiná put her bloodied mace down for the evening, before tending to her wedding embroidery once more with a quiet, yet incredibly joyous hum. Oh how sweet victory tastes!

[DizzyGrey 1229]

2 minutes ago, Cpt_Noobman said:

Barundin recalls a memory as a ghost opened the gate......

 

Yhl'Flaaowni, whom had not even been there during the battle, has a strange moment of clarity regarding someone else's memory.

[Yeetboy0206 1574]

1 minute ago, DizzyGrey said:

Yhl'Flaaowni, whom had not even been there during the battle, has a strange moment of clarity regarding someone else's memory.

Maddock had a bad dream that night after nodding off while standing guard at Perduran. He brushed it off as something unlikely to happen and went back to guarding.

[Areon 947]

"I got one, I got one!"  the young Auvergnian bartender of the Imperial capital cheered, his status as a young levy changing with the subtle click of metal gears rolling forth as the locking nut of the weapon rolled, string releasing bolt with a subsequent 'Twang!' sound of the Arbalest he bore into battle. And with the death of a Legionnaire, adorned in fine armor trimmed in the color's of his clan, a child was changed, an Imperial soldier was born. 

[VoidDimensions 280]

Angrûth, after the battle, still covered in the blood of his foes. The priest-knight fell to a single knee and prayed for his friends and family that he had fought alongside, yet he also prayed that the dwarves would realize their folly and allow peace talks to unfold.

[KBR 2046]

12 minutes ago, Cpt_Noobman said:

Barundin recalls a memory as a ghost opened the gate......

 

 

4 minutes ago, Ryfin Chany said:

Maddock had a bad dream that night after nodding off while standing guard at Perduran. He brushed it off as something unlikely to happen and went back to guarding.

Sir Lothar smile's the suns smile. The ghost of the man he had already killed must've haunted the dwarves.

[sam33497 7356]

As the opening skirmishes of that battle quieted, with the belligerence wrought by those anti-Imperials from the beginning of their war dampened, the martial Horen pondered to himself, allowing the utterance to escape into the cavern; "Is that all?" The carnage afterward was merely an affirmation.

[ChainedDragons 1374]

Another war he didn't wish to be in yet here he was - firing arrows and bringing forth his shamshir. All Bron could hope for was that his kills were clean and bereft of cruelty. Life is still life. Be it man, dwarf, elf, or uruk. All should pass with the same grace. 

[Tide1 4535]

First through the gates when the trumpets roared; "CHAAAAAAAAAARGE, FOR THE EMPIRE," had Sir Arnault Honeywine frothed, and the humble Reiksguard soldier did as duty bid, and without care for his life stormed the gates of mighty Urguan. The ensuing brawl can only be described as a red haze, and by time the victor was declared, the whites of Volker's garb were all but gone. Such was the life of an Imperial Guardsman, the life of a champion. Long live the Emperor!

 

 

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[STBNL 250]

"Oh praise the Emperor of his willing kindness," Berengerus compliments after reading the last few sections, a copy of the sheet in hand. In the barracks of Blackvale's keep mid-way cleaning his equipment. Though he takes no offense to partake in war, his heart is always for people. To those who cannot raise a blade. "Show the white banners dewi, and take Hadrian's merciful offer to surrender. Or rather you halfmen stick to that pride and dig yourselves deeper to that mountain? Make the right choice." 

[Luto 439]

"RAAAAAAAAAGH!! AAAAUUUAGH!! AAAAAAAAAAUUUUARRRAAAAAAAAGAUUUUAAAAAAGHH!" the frenzied squire's voice drowns out amongst the tail-end of battle. Completely maddened by adrenaline, the fervor of EMPEROR and COUNTRY had GOD's favourite pitbull diligently clearing out the perimeter. Merciless double-taps were made on barely-living dwarven remains.

GOD is good. This justification rang at the back of her head.