THE DISSOLUTION OF THE HORDE

[Xtessisold222 484]

"Ave the Imperium!, Ave the Imperator!"

[Turbo_Dog 3566]

“A world conquerer.” A sense of awe overcame a meager musin as he read the latest news missive. Dwarves last month and now orc handled in a day and left to be real nomads this time “Next time, next time for sure. It’s possible and real now. I wonder how the next emperor will uphold or deal with this all when his time to rule comes.”

[Digit___ 1224]

“Damn, and here I thought there would be a little more fighting’ from the Orcs.” Aviel Roy sighed, filling the last of the war-related missives away. A smile slowly formed on his visage. “My children can finally know some peace, yet they come t’ learn there is an even greater war t’ be fought than what’s taken place.”
 

That smile went somber at the apex of his thought as he thought of the Eternal War, the war against the Ibleesians and other dark forces.

 

[Panashea 3323]

 

 

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The red sunset of the Mesa cast hope over the children of Krug as they bid farewell from orange rock and ashen sands. Azuras held greater treasures for them, and home was in the heart. The clan banner of Akaal felt good in Ghoraza's hands. The winds cast purple pride high, toward ambition and toward purpose.

 

 

[Metamancy 1759]

Somewhere in the Stargush, there was Thorn.

But he was not Thorn; he was, and only ever was, Uzgk'Grizh, Blood of the Earth.

It had been a long time since anything had disturbed him.

And nothing disturbed him yet.

[Frisket 4537]

“Finally this war is done…. Victory at little cost…”

 

Vivien raised the tiny baby infront of her

 

”now there’s enough time for you and me!”

 

the child cooed playfully 

[TaraJess 2848]

 

A pause found Aurelian from the setup of shop at an Adrian springtime festival, a billion colors of butterflies sat awaiting display. Such would wait though as a missive was received, then neatly folded and tucked into her pocket alongside the many peppermint leaves she kept. Surely a beach trip was long past due... the red sands were dearly missed by the Greye.

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[MrMojoMordor 2413]

A goblin in Petra reads the missive.

He's already waited 50+ years to make a goblin-settlement,
He can wait another 50+ years.

Let the Lord of The Squatter's begin.

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POV: you live in Petra

 

[KeiaTypeBeat 3277]

Veiz was very happy to hear the mention of yurts in the document, once it was read to her. 

[Vertigo_Round 328]

The Bleeding Tongue of Praeteria would see the missive, brow furrowed and anger spreading "All I ask'd of 'em is ter fight er good war, 'n what'r 'ey do?"  She then writes a letter, then two and so on, all sealed with the symbol of Praeteria.

The Following Letter was hung up in all cities:

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(The contents of this letter are written in Praeterian, thus only those who know it may read it)

To all Praeterians, those who hide and those who left. My brothers and sisters of arms and of trade. Praeteria is no longer associated with these lands. Hide your name, change your face. Until the tides meet us once more and we don't have to hide from a tyrants eyes, Praeteria is gone. The horde is weak, the empire is fickle and the elves are cowards. Good luck.

 

[Kardika 1057]

The Salvian commander, Shamizir, did not take such news well...

"It can't be... betrayed by our own allies, cowards and incompetent all..."

He made to address the dwindling number of free-men who still drew breath.

"Brave soldiers it seems that... that we will fight alone once again, the orcs, the dwarves, the subservient elves and the filthy kha... it seems it ain't gonna be them who brings the end of the empire... nay, that honor falls to man..."

Even then, there was little the commander could do to remedy the desperate situation... but he had one idea...

Edited March 22 by Kardika

[SethWolf 2340]

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And so, the war was won.

 

Prince Titus sat beneath that old oak that he and his kin had held as a sacred ground for so long. He remembered that this conflict in one form or another shaped his very youth, going so far back that he could hardly remember a time when he and his people were not at war. Titus had served on all fronts - from the blistering deserts of the Badlands to the very halls of the Grand Kingdom beneath the Mountain. From North to South, East to West, there was likely somewhere he'd done battle. At this point, it all seemed a hazy blur.

 

Now, he was tired. The news of peace should have been some comfort to his mind, but he only felt a gentle sense of thankfuless that now no more blood of his people would be spilled. He thought back to the decade of war, and what it had brought. He'd held men in his arms as they died, prayed for the sick and the wouded, shared drinks and stories with many great men of the Empire, who surely now in death know Glory Everlasting in the Skies above.

 

As the sun broke through the clouds above him and broke its way through the spring branches of that old oak tree, he tilted his gaze up and gave thanks to the Lord that his family were all still alive, and that He saw fit to allow him to live to see the end of it.

 

Now there was only one Emperor of the Continent, and the great peace that he'd so long wished for had been achieved. For the time being, Mankind could walk hand in hand to a new, bold future with nothing limiting the scope of what they could achieve but their ambition.

 

And so, Titus stood up from the ground and scooped up his helm. The war in the south was over, but the war for men's souls would never cease. So long as Iblees still held sway in these lands, he would never know peace.

 

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[Wolfy-D 466]

Do'Tlayelli sits alone in a tree high in the western mountains as a hawk delivers the missive taken from some random notice board "cenca cualli" he pauses as he goes to drive his sword into one of the many names carved into bark "in cahuitl acht tlacayeliztlan pehua. . . Auh In yaoyotlc zatlatzonco axiltia. . ." Pulling the blade from the tree the Tigrasi mutters "ininqueon chictalan ca mauhcqatlayecoqnmeh. neeiehuia yehmiqui" he then tosses the bird a bit of meat before continuing on his lone journey across the unclaimed lands of Azuras.

 

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This took me way too ***** long to translate. I better not have messed it up.

 

[Nathaniel Maxwell 66]

"Now to wait and see if I will live long enough to watch the Empire tear itself apart.", A dignified and Apathetic Tone escaped the maw of the Tigerasi Aelkos as began his effort to depart.

[Morigung-oog 5697]

Valithael, well accustomed to fighting in the Empire's wars, set a torn fragment of the dwarven banner into a box of Empire keepsakes. She peered out of the window of her tower, down to the streets of Idunia and then to the protocols sporting three sigils sat on her desk. 

 

Her work was not yet over..