Malta

thats actually clean, well done

guys they figured it out idk how but they figured it out

In a cold and dimly lit room, an aged face scrunches up in visible frustration. Faded eyes scour the seemingly endless pages as the former bannerman seeks refuge in the text, hoping for a resolution to an undying question. It has eaten at him tirelessly, clawing away at the very fabric of his mind. Weeks turned to months, months turned to years, the sun rose and fell thousands of times. But Walter, the naïve and bright-eyed soldier who'd ventured into those horrors oh so long ago, still felt their eyes watching him as he moved on. He'd abandoned them there, he'd failed them. He'd left the man who saved his life to rot in the untold swath of the other world. "Oh, oh GOD!" He cried, desperate for his newfound faith to bring him solace. He could see them like it was yesterday, the Lord, the Ranger, the Dwarf. He still remembered their faces, all dulled and blurred by the tunnels. "Damn you, why must you haunt me!"

OH **** OH SHIT ITS HAPPENING OH ****

Valentin Mareno greeted his blood enemy from the Seven Skies, unlikely allies forged from the collapse of their homeland. A smile spread across the old radical's face, a few sly words leaving his mouth. "They hardly knew us Pavel, for all we did, they hardly knew us."

eternal enemies of the mercatorii revolutionary army except wagwan he's ok and [REDACTED] the banned

favorite cheese?

you took aidencoin from us (the only memory i have left of my friend that was brutally doxxed)

A ghast of the Old World, a crumbling order cobbled back together by tricks and steel. A ferryman laughs, hazy smoke drifting from between his lips. "Oh! They did it now! Oh they did it now!"

ave_imperium.... come back bro i miss you @Imperium

Midas Mareno stared horrified off into the distance, the oncoming catastrophe flashing before his very eyes as he shook his head.

The ghastly visage of Simone Robertzia curled into a pearly smile, a horrific laugh escaping him. "Thank you GOD, most merciful! The wicked horror is dead and gone!"

Comrade Midas felt a smile spread across his face, his ancestral ferryman blood rushing with excitement as he read over the rich cultural traditions that comprised their merry band.

A local Ferryman bows his head in prayer, moved by the wise man's words in these troubling times. "Mashallah brother, he speaks the truth."

CRP raids? are you fr rn? Idk abt you but I was in the Orenian trenches for most of my LOTC career and we had CRP raids, they sucked. They were horrible 4 hour long slugfests. I would much rather get absolutely butchered in my own city by some 15 year old b-hopping spastic than deal with another CRP 20v20 in my lifetime. And that's on P-Lo

Valentin Mareno cackled from his space in the seven skies, wiping tears of laughter from his face as he watched the descendants of his fine commonwealth cover up his war-lord comrades and their murderous tendencies.