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Latra stands ready to bloody the tip of her sword, and strip the hide of the dwarves who took her down last time!

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"Is this his way of having his bachelor's party. . .?"  Joan inquired, rubbing her chin as she read the missive from her nephew.

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Morroick Starbreaker laughs “Do they forget that they are trying to invade our lands? If they lack such confidence in attacking our forts, then perhaps they should cease their war of aggression?”

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15 minutes ago, Cpt_Noobman said:

"Thats an interesting way to admit they are fearful of our defenses."


"Be silent, Krugsmas ornament!" The Euler laughed, sending a postcard to the dwarf
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"the empire fears the dwarven engineering"Nagorain would chuckle as he began sharpening his axe for the upcomming field battle

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Jiro of Clan Hirano looked from the missive back to the many diagrams of siege weaponry that lay on his standing desk. "I wonder if the enemy remembers that these exist?" 

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"Prince of the Stars? There is a Celia'nor still on the map?" Asked an elven woman that once was Celia'norian, her mind struggling to process such a title existing about. She then turned to her father.

"Father are you seeing this?" 

 

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"Ah yes, leave your defences and come fight us in an open field, we promise we won't lie! So said the dishonourable incestful species of valah. These are the same people that after losing their battles will lurk and ****** people off of roads to try and get their own back- that's the only time they have the advantage." commented one elf seeing the announcement.

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Ember squinted at the mention of a Prince of Stars. The elf seemed to be triggered by it an now has some curiosity
 

“What are they talking about here, who claims a Wretched celia’norian scum title?”

 

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“The ‘liberators’ are devoid of self-esteem and confidence. They shall never topple the regime punching down on random civilians in the shadow hours, and hiding at every other opportunity. Even when offered a fair and equal skirmish, cowardice betrays the Four Brother Alliance. This is all to say that - THEY ARE FRAUDS.” comments Rōnin.

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Johanna continued to study Imperial Armaments: A Treatise on Faith, Steel, and Blackpowder as she continued ponder upon cannons. The defenses of the hermit-kingdom were built to withstand bodies, not steel, after all. 

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An at-this-point unreasonably ancient elf reclines on the shores of Braevos (having never seen it necessary to leave, for a change). As he is given a mail delivery alongside the other residents of this retirement home in all but name, he thumbs through some documents about the next edition of the global war. He thought back- oh, those times when the horses he straddled were stronger and faster than any modern one! How his bow sang as the arrow flew, trajectory flat and arrowtip sharp enough to penetrate the best armor of the day, from ranges unimaginable in the current day! In that era one bandit could take down ten men! Yet, parity had long since been achieved, and as much as he begrudged them he admitted that some in the modern era were still able to win outnumbered, the true bandits- a fighter who wields skill with his weapon (perhaps even a superior kit of equipment) against a numerically stronger but inferior enemy.

 

But it was strange, the bandits did not brazenly raid? They slunk around roads to gank women and ransom them (though he does remember doing similar to Courland in his time, grabbing them right from their castle grounds, during a greater raid, oh...)? What kind of bandit cannot contest two-against-one, let alone even counts, and relies solely on the strength of a fortification to prove their worth? Even the dwarves sallied out in his day, though he remembered well the fall of the Indagolaf-pattern fort at the feet of the High Elven plateau, when petards were invented to tunnel past such overbuilt defenses. Maybe it would be different this time- but maybe a trebuchet would be enough to breach the walls anyhow. 

 

No matter, thought Lysio, I guess the dwarves are doing a Fabian or something. It must be clever, as they have had such clever generals in the past. I wonder what happened to my old friends.

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