The Banners Are Called! ((All Nobles Reply))

[Sultan 3953]

 

Godfrey stands his face bright, as his squires fit his armor on him, he had not worn this armor for a long time the black steel feels cold and heavy on his old body though he does not waver, as the chestplate is suited on him, he looks down seeing the Dragon beautifully carved into it. ‘’What glorious time have I spent in this I have missed you friend.’’ Scribe rushes into the room and bows his head to the emperor, Godfrey finishes by placing his gauntlets on as he grabs his helm and looks at the Scribe he seems youthful, strong and proud in his armor. The scribe looks up.. ‘’Sire the letters are ready.’’ Godfrey nods.. ‘’Send the riders out then.’’ the scribe bows once and goes out with a fleet of scribes giving each horsemen a letter before they ride off..

 

Godfrey looks to Horen and nods.. ‘’The banners are called son.’’ Horen looks at his father with cold eyes ‘’Deus vult’’ escapes his blackened Dragon helm. They walk out of the Palace followed by Lion Denurm and the Lions, they set out riding into the countryside. They reach their destination, setting up camp they await, after weeks slowly the armies of the Empire converge upon them each pitching their camps nearby.

 

Godfrey had set up his on a hill as the armies surround his camp. Godfrey steps outside his tent and looks at the colours, The Golden Lion standing proud in red, the White Rose blooming in red, the Silver Sword swimming in tides of blue, the black cross in rivers of white stands dutifully,  the white tigers flutters in the wind like a menace, The yellow cross beams in the green, the flayed man sinister in its poster, the old gray tree in the grass stands high and mighty, the Crow fly’s high and strong, The white ram in blue stout it stands, the Golden double cross in white bright in its glory, the eagle in white and red flutters and many others.

Godfrey places his hands behind his back and goes back into his tent awaiting the Lords to converge upon it to see why the Emperor has called.

 

 

 

The soldiers converge upon each other bannermen of different houses greet their brothers in arms veterans of many wars, they sit near a campfire and sing.

- March ye men of Oren bold, Unfurl your banners in the field,

Be brave as were your sires of old, And like them never yield!

What tho' evry hill and dale, Echoes now with war's alarms,

Human hearts can never quail, When Oren calls to arms.

By each lofty mountain, By each crystal fountain,

By your homes where those you love Await your glad returning,

Let each thought and action prove, True glory can the Orenens move,

And as each blade gleams in the light, Pray "God defend the right!"

men from Renatus wending, Now with Ager blending,

Haste with rapid strides along The path that leads to glory,

From westerland hills with harp and song, And Brigaden vale proceeds a throng, Whose ranks with yours shall proudly vie, "And nobly win or die!" March ye men of Oren go, Lov'd fatherland your duty claims,

Onward comes the foe, His footsteps mark'd in flames;

But his march breeds no dismay, Boasting taunts we meet with scorn,

Craven like their hosts shall flee Like mists before the morn.

On the foemen dashing, Swords and shields clashing;

Smite with will their savage band Nor think of e'er retreating:

But with a firm unflinching hand, In blood quench ev'ry burning brand,

And for each roof tree cast away A foeman life shall pay.

Thus each bosom nerving, From no danger swerving,

Soon shall the invader feel The doom of fate rewarding;

They firmly grasp the flashing steel, And as ye strike for Oren's weal,

Be this your cry, till life's last breath - "Deus vult" -

[Drazker 307]

Vectis had ridden out with his Emperor and the Lions. Having likely been placed closer to the Emperor on guard duty due to his experience in the Imperial Dragon Guard, Vectis hopes to have a chance to listen in on the meetings, being curious as to this meet, whilst remaining vigilant in his duties.

[Minea 124]

Starke McHaryn, Adunian lord still deeply loyal to Oren, was sitting quietly at the desk in his tent contemplating recent events effecting the welfare of his people who still called themselves loyal subjects of Oren. He was woken from his thoughtful stupor by a loud knock on the tent pole of dwelling. Slightly startled at being disturbed but showing no sign of it he looks up and finds the anxious face of his squire staring down at him, raising his eyebrows in question Starke waits for his squire to speak.

 

"Sir, there is a rider here, he bears the emporer's seal. I was ordered to give you this."

 

At this Rydel stepped forward handing Starke a tightly bound scroll with the unbroken seal in plain light. Breaking it open Starke raised his eye brows once again before silently nodding his head, turning to his squire he spoke quickley and calmly.

 

"Rydel send a messenger to Thorenir, if the emperor wills it the Ildician Grey Shirts and the McHaryn clan will answer the call. The time to wipe clean the stain of dishonour caused by our kinsmen begins now. Call the men to arms and spread the word, I want them ready to march fully armoured in half a day. We ride for the Emperor".

 

At this sentence Rydel bowed his head respectfully before exiting the tent rushing to do what his lord commanded. Starke returned to his study as solemn as ever, his facial features giving away nothing of his inner thoughts.

 

I assume that we'd get the message as we're in the county of Vivyaen, I'd love to IC and OOC answer the call!! But if this wasn't meant for us then void this post! XD, just out of curiosity which house has the ram as its sigil? Thats also my clan sigil from october last year, may have to change it subtley if another Oren house has the same sigil...

[Sultan 3953]

Starke McHaryn, Adunian lord still deeply loyal to Oren, was sitting quietly at the desk in his tent contemplating recent events effecting the welfare of his people who still called themselves loyal subjects of Oren. He was woken from his thoughtful stupor by a loud knock on the tent pole of dwelling. Slightly startled at being disturbed but showing no sign of it he looks up and finds the anxious face of his squire staring down at him, raising his eyebrows in question Starke waits for his squire to speak.

 

"Sir, there is a rider here, he bears the emporer's seal. I was ordered to give you this."

 

At this Rydel stepped forward handing Starke a tightly bound scroll with the unbroken seal in plain light. Breaking it open Starke raised his eye brows once again before silently nodding his head, turning to his squire he spoke quickley and calmly.

 

"Rydel send a messenger to Thorenir, if the emperor wills it the Ildician Grey Shirts and the McHaryn clan will answer the call. The time to wipe clean the stain of dishonour caused by our kinsmen begins now. Call the men to arms and spread the word, I want them ready to march fully armoured in half a day. We ride for the Emperor".

 

At this sentence Rydel bowed his head respectfully before exiting the tent rushing to do what his lord commanded. Starke returned to his study as solemn as ever, his facial features giving away nothing of his inner thoughts.

 

I assume that we'd get the message as we're in the county of Vivyaen, I'd love to IC and OOC answer the call!! But if this wasn't meant for us then void this post! XD, just out of curiosity which house has the ram as its sigil? Thats also my clan sigil from october last year, may have to change it subtley if another Oren house has the same sigil...

 

 

(Mentioned your House symbole in my post The white ram in blue stout it stands :)

I could not find some house colors so I did not include them or I forgot sorry guys :> )

[Minea 124]

(Mentioned your House symbole in my post The white ram in blue stout it stands :)

I could not find some house colors so I did not include them or I forgot sorry guys :> )

((YOU LEGEND! Thanks man XD I saw that and I thought... could it be? Did my little unknown clan get a shout out? ANyway cheers mate im so pumped now!))

[ImpinAintEZ 442]

Andrik sits at his desk within the White Tower of Sherwood, writing many contracts and deals for the Goldman Company when suddenly a man steps into the room. Andrik turns in his chair to look upon the man with tired eyes.

 

"Yes?"

 

The man holds out a letter, "This is meant for your father, but since he is not here at the moment, could you pass it on to him."

 

Andrik nods with a comely smile, "I shall, sir." He takes the note in hand and unrolls it gently. Andrik begins to read the note closely then begins to write his own note to send off. The note reads:

 

To His Imperial Majesty,

I believe I do speak for my father when I say that we'd be glad to send our banners if you do so wish for us to answer the call, which I believe you do. Unfortunately, I do not have the power over this decision, so my words are useless. This is merely just a letter of reassurance that we shall hopefully be joining the ranks. See this as a conformation until the official letter from my father, Talon Valkrae, is sent.

 

Sincerely,

Andrik Valkrae

 

The note is sent off with the gold and green seal of House Valkrae.

[IrishPerson 693]

The night was cold and long. The wind whistled outside of James' study while the rain dropped on the ground outside. James runs his fingers along the desk as he finishs writing another letter to Braxis. A single knock is heard on the door of his study. James glances over his shoulder before shouting towards the door 

 

"Come in!"

 

A large figure walks into the room slowly before bowing his head and offering a letter. James takes the letter from his hands and opens it. The once smile on his face turns into a more serious expression as he reads it. 

 

"My father must be with the knights."

 

He mutters to himself as he reachs the end. He lays the letter on the desk before turning to the man and speaking a deep, dark and serious voice. 

 

"Gather the bannerman, we join up with the Emperor. Talon must already be there with the Lions."

 

James gulps before turning back to the desk, his head low. The man seems to be concerned at the choice of James 

 

"Are you sure, Sir James?"

 

James swiftly throws a stern look at the man, he growls lightly before answering 

 

"Aye! Now go!"

 

The man swiftly leaves the room going to gather the bannermen. James' head is hung low as he looks at his desk. He slowly rises from his chair and walks towards his room where Rebecca rests. He walks over to her and kisses her forehead before turning and leaving the county of Sherwood. Ready for battle.

[Snake Plissken 637]

Thorenir Elendil paces about the county formerly owned by Vivyaen, yelling orders at the various workers in an attempt to get the walls built. As he walks back and forth with the city's plans spread between his hands on a piece of parchment, a rider comes through the Ildician-manned gate and stops before him. After a quick exchange of words a letter is passed from rider to Lord, and the messenger goes off on his way once more. Thorenir unravels the letter and reads through it, his labourers in relief from the sudden break of yelling. As he reads, a smile grows upon the Adunian High Thane's face, and by the time he has finished the letter it has morphed into a grin. He hastily makes his way to Starkë McHaryn's tent and enter's abruptly, waving the letter in the air.

 

"Starkë, it's time to prove to Oren where the Adunia's loyalties truly lie. Gather up the men and let the white bear soar above the walls!"

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2466]

 

Shas'O Kais Ishikawa sits on his throne in Yamamoto County, a messenger walks to him and bows, handing the scroll to one of his retainers before his retainer hands it to him, Shas'O Kais reads through it before stating loudly in his Castle's Court

 

"We have been summoned by the Emperor once more, prepare all ten thousand of our men we shall answer his call and meet him."

 

The Marshal of Yamamoto Shimazu Satomi quickly leaves the room to send the message to summon the Ashigaru and Samurai to Yamamoto to regroup then head to the Imperial War Camp, Kais's retainer walks to him holding Kais's Katana holding it to him offering the sword for him to take up and himself prepare for the journey, as he leaves his Castle he is dressed in his black armour, he gives no speeches today nor any war cries as he is not riding to battle but to a war camp today, the Ishikawa Banners of the White Tiger flurry menacing in the wind all ten thousand soldiers have met his call, they ride out of Yamamoto County and towards the War Camp

 

 

As the men reach the war camp they slow their horses in the cavalry slowly riding towards the designated area where the Ishikawa men may set up their tents.

 

 

As the men reach their designated area in the war camp Shas'O Kais dismounts his horse and begins walking to the Emperors tent with a few retainers as he must meet with the Emperor to answer his summons.

 

 

As he reaches the Emperors tent he only allows two of his retainers to follow him inside them being but simple bodyguards as his Marshal must remain with the men to drill them as they wait, he see's the Emperor and immediatly drops to one knee bowing his head to him before saying

 

"Your Imperial Majesty the Divine Emperor of Oren, House Ishikawa and the vassal clans underneath them have answered your call, what do you require of me Sire?"

[Scipp3r 451]

Patrick sits in a cramped room in the Imperial Palace when he hears word of the banners being called. He quickly sends a letter to his nephew, Toveah Goldman, to call his retainers as soldiers for himself. He then sends for his merecenary companies in the south of the orcish lands. 

 

 

They pitch their tents in the area surrounding the north of the war camp as Patrick and his retinue of guards march to the Emperor's Tent

[Coaster 2086]

The men of Augustus Blackmont are noticeably absent from any gathering or camp, as they continue their own campaign of vengeance. 

[Z3r05t4r 855]

In all colors and shapes the Imperial Camp can be seen, yet on one side only green and vast. Nine-thousand men under the banner of Stafyr have followed the call of the Emperor.

 

"Finally here... was about time..."

 

 

http://youtu.be/zxj6Ii27_u4

 

 

Cheers can be heard from the rows of the green tents, bearing the yellow cross of Stafyr, as a lonesome rider appears. Donned in a green tabard, plate greaves and shoulder guards and chainmail, riding on a horse with the same name.

 

 

The Marquis Godwein Stafyr, Lord of Schattenburg, lonesome as usual, rides through the rows of his men, them hammering on their shields, cheering and bowing. Amongst the men, he speaks with a few, giving brief orders and inquiring about news, but not too long, just to ride on again, heading towards the Imperial Tent to meet with his Imperial Majesty himself, leaving behind nothing but eager green coats and flying banners of green and gold.

 

-~-~-~-~-

 

Thus, after saddling down, Godwein steps alone in his usual way into the tent, bowing deeply to speak:

 

"Your Imperial Majesty, forgive me my late presence, but my duty brings me everywhere far off the Empire itself. My men have already assembled as it appears, likely led under Edmund and Farley. For my own person, Sire, how may one mortal being serve?"

 

 

 

 

[Sultan 3953]

Godfrey sees the Slanties Lord in his paper armor and strange weapons and Lord Stafyer walk in, Godfrey sits at the end of a large wooden table, he gestures for them to take seats.. ''Soon we shall start it has been a long time since I have assembled the Lords, only Lord August well not join us, as he is locked up in the tower.''

[Will (TauFirewarrior) 2466]

Lord Shas'O Kais Ishikawa, takes his "weird" sword off his belt and hands it to his retainer so he may sit as Godfrey commands, he sits and awaits for the other Lords of the Realm to arrive, he takes his paper helmet off so he will not seem rude keeping it on during the meeting

[Braxis 813]

http://youtu.be/IJ_nGVVEwcI

 

Uthor pulls on the reigns of his horse as his men fall in line. The Blue banners with Silverblade move with the wind as elegant as the Silver of their blades are. Uthor leads the men Gideon and Mizu as his side as he barks a command "Gideon, Mizu, At my sides and keep the men in line! We ride to gather the rest of our banners and strength then we move for the camp where the Emperor be. This should be good lads the Emperor has not gathered us in years I feel a good war on its way. Forward!"

 

They ride until they hit the road seeing a group of Rangers with grey, green, and brown with Silverblade emblem on their shoulders. Uthor raises his fist in the air Gideon and Mizu doing the same as well as Uthor shouts "Hold" As he looks to the Ranger leading the group Narrowing his eyes "Yer lads ready to move our Cousin?" The ranger at the head of the group nods removing his hood showing his ginger hair and beard nodding "As they are always" Then pulls the hood back up as he motions for his men to fall in line with The Rest of the banners.

 

Uthor looks over to Gideon "Tell the Bealish lads to make sure the line is kept as we ride to the camp, I do not wish to have any incidents while traveling." Gideon nods before he rides to the farther back carrying the orders over to Daniel Bealish one of the head of the bannermen. Once Gideon returns they march to the camp reaching it a bit after dusk.

 

 

Once they arrive at the camp Uthor Orders Gideon, Mizu, Charles and Daniel to get the men in thier correct Areas as he goes to Enter the Emperor's tent. He Enters the giant of a man in Silverplate, chain and his house colors showing from the bits of his tabard that can be seen. He does a quick salute to the Emperor before speaking and taking his Place. "The Sons of Silver and thier Banners have Arrived your Imperial majesty."