IMPERIAL DECREE | UNTO TRAITORS

[Norgeth 1909]

Marek of Sarkoz read the Imperial Proclamation while helping his dear brother in drafting blueprints. He leaned back in his chair, looking to that twin of his. “A dangerous time we live in, Bartosz... but the House of Eagle and Crow does not cower, let the danger bring opportunities indeed.” said the Raevir Thaumaturge. “Ave Adria, Ave Idunia, Ave Imperium” @Titanium430

[ChainedDragons 1374]

Othaman Footman Jeb, "FORWARD! BITE THE HAND THAT STRIKES ITS OWN!"

[molly molly molly 1345]

Zilvira Nightblood, painted in blood, waves off several Imperial Guardsmen as she escorts a carriage of bodies to the woods, supposedly to be buried.

 

They’re never buried.

 

In a dark place, alone, she hums so sweetly .. and she carves. She carves out livers, hearts- anything she’d like to eat later. The brains are saved for someone special. She prays,

 

“I cut, I cleave, and I dedicate this flesh to nourish you, dear Mother; all for you, Wretched Queen of Spiders. Love me, your favorite daughter, and more will come, more we will feast.” 

[xo31 4042]

A wizard activates his Muscle-Inhibitors and equips his Mage-Armor.

 

His staff is sharpened into a spear.

[Sebbysc 749]

Ledicort de Senna fought in the palace alongside the Imperial Loyalists. This was the second time he personally fought by his Emperor's side, and the glory of the battled did not fade from him. He'd keep the Valmont banners, looted from the battle, in his room. They'd serve as a reminder as to who the true enemy of his future was.

[sam33497 7377]

"Keep the blade, Antonius. May you closely recall your betrayal whenever you wield it." Max Horen scoffed so in the wake of the battle. It had seemed like a grand conspiracy, and it had even seemed as if it might succeed. He wondered just how long fate would favor Horen. Ultimately he swelled with pride as he recalled all the battles that had been won to uphold the supremacy of Empire, for better or worse. Ages come and go, and yet glory and duty are preserved eternally within the hearts of men.

[STBNL 255]

Despite growing older by the years, the veterancy of Blackvale's soldiery remains valiant compared to its predecessors. Berengerus vividly recalls the tight-knit proximity of bumping into allies within the Imperial court and charging filth of rebels that flooded the chamber. In retaliation to the marked traitors, the oath sworn duty to protect the crown was all that blurted the mind, his longsword clasped in both hands and had been swung instinctively. The veteran counter attacked relentlessly till his own vision blurred of ichor. Just as he moves to support the shattering forces upon the dias steps, all his open wounds caught up and he collapsed to the state of unconsciousness..

Time thereafter, from the success against the tides of treachery, he was recovering but ultimately knew this was not the end of the campaign.

Nor will it be the end for these scum to face the wrath of the EMPIRE OF MAN.

"Ave Imperium."

[ContestedSnow 1476]

Vilem Radovanic raised a ragged, gloved hand up to rub his brow in the aftermath of that brutal first battle. He tugged at a bandage that wrapped about one eye, bloodied, and the Raev grimaced. "What are you thinking, Justinyn? Is this worth of oath to you?"

[Pegleg_Bob 1111]

"You know, I never thought I'd be cut out for this noble shit, Avya. I was, like, too cool for all of this, above it, even. But there's something about watching a noble tie their own noose that makes it worth it." Verdin Wingriff chuckles as he sits back by his campfire after returning from his Year Away. @M_DA_MIZE

[spaazmatism 1042]

"Do you hear that, my fallen friend?"

Muttered a warlock, to an urn on her nightstand.

"You're not noble anymore! How shameful."