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The faint beat of a drum is heard, it soon gets louder... and louder. The clanking of steel soon takes precedents over the war drums beat, followed by the cheers of scores of men. A faint, single chant is heard; "White Rose... White Rose..." over the sound of the numerous things happening at once.

The final straw, one that is not easily taken is drawn. Further the Elves step on the toes of the Order as well as Oren, yet they shall have no more of it. Not only was a Prince of Oren almost taken captive, but this Prince happened to be a Rose. The final addition to an ever brewing mixture.

Soon, the Grandmaster erupts into a speech. One to boil the blood of his men.

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A final cheer emits among the men, the sound of steel clashing against steel booms over the landscape. Then, a more subtle noise. One of soldiers marching. The number seems to continue to grow, from the group that previously listened to the speech. Reaching a number of over 30,000 (30 In-game players) at the height of it's march. Following soon after were the contents of siege gear and equipment, unarmored men carrying supplies and further provisions for the Order.

And so begins the mobilization of the White Rose.

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WHITE ROSE, WHITE ROSE!

WHITE ROSE, WHITE ROSE!

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Mordecai bounces with excitement and enthusiasm. Waving a small balled up fist in the air frantically, he shouts with his high-pitched scream: "WHITE ROSE, WHITE ROSE!" Shines a massive grin to the mass of troops. "Plough 'em all! Aha!"

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Gerald Stah, just up beyond the wall scouting for the Shields, begins hearing the chant of the White Rose. Curiously, he approaches the wall and begins making out the words of the speech. His eyes widening, he quickly runs back down the beach, knowing that he is an elf himself.

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If one were to look closely at the mountain behind the Roses, they'd see someone.

A tall figure in full dark plate armor. A golden cross across his armored chest, and wearing a black cape with the same symbol. He has a helmet adorned with two golden wings, one on each side. He calmly watches the Roses assemble from afar, his hands clasped behind his back as his cape quietly flows in the wind. He stands there throughout the whole speech; watching, listening from afar, almost like an Inquisitor.

"THE ROSES SHALL DESTROY THE ELVES!"A voice screams from the valley below.

Jonathan Black smiles to himself before nodding, saying one phrase to himself quietly.

"Good; let us teach them the errors of their ways..."

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Salamandra's eyes stare at the rose he turns in his fingers. He smiles at it, slowly twisting the stem to make it turn back and forth. "What happens when a rose catches fire...?"

He grins devlishly as he pinches the stem of the rose, and black flames quickly consume it."I hope they don't stray near my Malinor...a shame it would be for such a pretty, once flourishing flower to die...."

He tosses the burnt rose aside, spits on it, and returns home

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Ford shouts at the top of his lungs, "White Rose, White Rose! Yaah!" He raises his left fist into the air while beating the center of his iron chest plate with his right. His eyes are brighter than ever.

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Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.

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