bugbytes21

Garret Darkwood polishes his mace bloodied from the enemies of the Empire "Another kill will be a fine addition to my collection" Garret Darkwood states, ready to go after those who wrote the missive against Imperial Elves on Imperial Orders "Send me in" Garret then states

Me and the boys after being bit by a Zephonim:

Garret Darkwood receives word of the missive and the Bishop family drama, seething at the concept of his son ever being near a Bishop, he comes to realize that someone in the family got disowned for befriending his son. Garret then picks up his pen, and prepares a letter.

An Old Orenian Secret Service agent, Attorney-General of the Ministry of Justice, Garret Darkwood patriarch of the Darkwood family, heir to the Barony of Darkwood gets word of the family drama going on, "My son is involved with WHAT?" Garret Darkwood proclaimed, recognizing the name of the Bishops, having flashbacks to the Sedanian war and the death of his first wife, a rage broils over him "This is most unacceptable" Garret then fetches for his son Charles Darkwood and prepares to pen a letter, to a recipient unknown

A depiction of the vision of Victor Vuiller [!] A recount of Victor Vuiller's encounter with GOD is published by an acolyte using Victor Vuillers recount The Vision of Victor Vuiller It was a cold and stormy night, Victor Vuiller left the tavern after the 3rd day of heavy drinking and partying in the ISA 2nd brigade as a recruit. Victor Vuiller then fell ill from alcohol poisoning, and passed out in a ditch, filled with water covering his face. Unable to breath Victor Vuiller nearly drowned, enclosed below is his full recount, "I was in a point in my life where I was down at my lowest. My want for material possession poisoned my mine, and my lust for partying destroyed my finances within the Empire. My life was drowning in debt and sorrow. I was on my death bed drowning in my own greed. Turned away from GODs word, turned away from the light, in darkness. In my panic I called out to GOD, though I have severed my connection with him GOD responded, where the consciousness was ready to leave my body the LIGHT OF GOD came upon me and embraced me. Face down the hand of GOD touched me and turned me away from the water. In his warm light he filled my vision from darkness to pure light. His calming voice pierced my soul "Lo I am your God, I am the bread of life, those who believe in me shall not hunger, those who thirst shall be quenched. The poor shall be clothed and the weak shall be protected. Cast to the side thine worries and embrace my love my child. Your plan is not finished young one, your calling is not the one you pursue now. Take the trail of sand and heat. Find the guardian of my word, there you shall find your place, guard my word with him, defend my children, my creation. Go in peace my child be whole with my love" Upon which I saw the vision of a dark being with red eyes being kicked off the side of a cliff, by a creature of light. That creature of light then looks up and ascends to the skies and a fog surrounding the area parts revealing the city of Savoy. Upon which I immediately took off to Savoy. I took a ship from eastfleet and took off to the sands of what was once Sutica, now Savoy. I took a ship from eastfleet bound for Savoy, where a storm of great magnitude hit the ship, waves large as the towers of Providence crashed on the side of the ship. Lifestock and people, thrown like seeds in the wind. I prepared myself for the end of my life, fearing that GOD has sent me astray to my grave, preparing to be sent to the Seven Skies, as the boat broke apart around me, I clung to a board of wood for dear life praying to GOD the entire time. I was delivered the next day, I awoke on the sands of Savoy and begun my long journey, clinging to the few provisions I gathered in my hastily gathered escape from the ship. Upon my third day of wandering the desert I feared that I was not on the wrong path, I did not know to which direction I was to go. In the third night, a light shined brighter than most in the sky, then I knew that it was a sign from GOD that I am on the right path. I prayed for food and a generous traveler passed by and allowed me to gain food and water for my journey. For fourty days and fourty nights I walked the dessert to Savoy. Upon reaching the city on the morning of the 41st day, the sun shown through the hill and I felt an inner peace, impossible to describe and completely whole. I knew I had started on my holy path, my plan GOD has set out for me. "

"The Iron Accords has turned to rust, Water has come from ice, and the HOLY ORENIAN EMPIRE Reigns supreme yesterday, today, and tomorrow, OREN AUT MORTEM" Screams an Patriotic Garret Darkwood, he then proceeds to go celebrate once more in the tavern

Garret Darkwood spends the night at the hospital, after having lost so much blood passing in and out of consciousness, he remembered weakly diverting doctors to other injured Ministry of Justice agents, "The--...them Not me" Was the last thing Garret remembered before losing all grasp on reality. The next day when he came to, he saw the hospital floor surrounding him covered in blood, and the stack of papers of the wounded, and the dead next to him. Garret then asks a passing nurse "How many did we lose last night?" The nurse promptly replied "Four more sir" The news hit Garret Darkwood like a weight of a thousand bolts, pieced through his chest. "I was given my first command, I led my men strait into a massacre, I witnessed their deaths first hand, I made every mistake, and felt the shame rise in me. And even now I lay awake, I survived my mistakes though others have not. Does history have it's eyes on me? What made me live, and them die?" Garret them winces in pain as he pulls up a lap table, and begins writing condolence letters to families of fallen Ministry of Justice agents.

Memes and jokes aside. I am seeing comments here stating "we have elven magic" and crossbows. Which are essentially the "same thing" or similar in nature. If so, then why not just add muskets then? If we have things already similar it should not tip the balance of power on the server. In the late medieval era we had muskets. Should add it then, muskets adds a whole new type of combat RP into the mix, a fresh face for old players and a fun experience for new players

Garret Darkwood uses the missive as tinder for the fire "So when they rain arrows down from the roofs of providence on civilians, avoiding me and targeting citizens directly, raiding Oren and Haense endlessly, they're the ones that claim innocence?" Garret Darkwood then looks at his children holding them closely "The only people we can rely on to defend us, is ourselves" Garret then stops in Providence staring at the church shaking his head sighing, "Yet we have clergy openly calling the Ferrymen 'Noble', makes me wonder, what even is the definition of Noble"

Garret Darkwood shines his steel toed boot "Let me be clear: Musin are not people they are vermin, and vermin get the boot"

Garret Darkwood receives word of the missive and sits back chuckling a bit stating, "So....They did a little trolling"

Garret Darkwood laughs so hard at the missive that he begins to shed tears "One kick with my right foot and that is a major military victory" Garret Darkwood then begins to lay rat traps at the MoJ HQ and his family home "These vermin are living on borrowed time"

Garret Darkwood takes a toast of San Robertos Tequilla for the future of Sutica

Agent Garret Darkwood looks at the missive nodding and chuckling "To think I would be working alongside them even 5 years prior to this would be inconceivable, GOD is the true healer and uniter."

Garret Darkwood takes a break from winning battles to read the letter he nods and signs the Lorraine in agreement "I pray every day for the conversion of Heathens, however I must defend people like the little girl who was nearly bowed to death in Providence by these heartless heathens. They will come to us, we will show them mercy, until then I give myself to be an instrument of GODs wrath, and defend our way of life, our holy see, and GOD himself. When duty calls I will pay my price, for the Empire I will give my life" Garret Darkwood looks up to the banner of the Holy Orenian Empire, in the distance the Basilica in Providence, he then kneels in prayer then stands up and Salutes the banner and runs back into the war against the Heathens.

Garret Darkwood returns from the battle wiping blood off of his blade "Next stop, Norland the heathens den"

Director of IBI Garret Darkwood signs the Lorraine when reading the notice "If it is the last thing I do I will find and place to justice those who killed our high pontiff. So be it, so help me GOD. Every officer, resource, piece of information that we have is at the disposal of the holy mother church that helps find these murderers. "

QUICK, SOMEONE HIDE THE ORENIAN NUCLEAR ARMS PROGRAM BEFORE MODERATION FINDS OUT

Thesis on Authority Jose Mendez, Acolyte My brothers and sisters in faith, have asked this question, many times throughout all time, what is the greatest threat to our faith, our lifestyle. GOD himself. Is it the apostate in Norland, wishing to destroy our faith, the heretic taking part in unvirtuous deeds behind closed doors? Nay I say to these, the greatest threat that faces our religion, are those who seek themselves above GOD. The leader, the monarch, the mortal, that seeks to control those who claim that they speak for GOD, rather than focus on the people of which they find themselves above. That, THAT is the true evil that is the greatest threat to the holy mother church, THAT is our biggest threat. Not the powers of the outside wanting to destroy the inside, but the powers of the inside, poisoning us, and killing us. A house of which falls from the outside, can always be rebuilt, but a house of which was destroyed from the inside. Will be irreversibly broken, and unable to be rebuilt. Throughout history we have seen many leaders seek to place themselves above GOD, and all have ended in ways of which were not dignified. As the scroll of virtue states, “ Lo and attend, for I am the Lord GOD, and I am in the foremost part of heaven. Though the spring flower withers and the fruit of the tree falls to the ground, My Word lasts into the eve of the world, and the fruit of virtue cannot rot.” The scroll states that there is no one above GOD, it calls to the very foundations of our belief, and our duty as members of the flock of GOD to ensure that our leaders, and all mortals obey such foundational beliefs. The greatest damage one could do is the claiming to be above GOD, by in leadership performing non virtuous deeds deliberately, one will destroy not just their nation, but the faith in GOD with the nation itself. By using the word of GOD to benefit themselves for their own personal gain, squeeze the common man out of their money or living, that is the biggest threat to the holy mother church. For it is our leaders, if they take advantage of others, that violate the trust of the common people, Like with all words, they can be twisted, turned to benefit one's own cause, and these words are like all other words. Many may wonder, how must we determine if a leader is trying to paint themselves above GOD? Firstly, GOD has made all of us in his image, he has made it imperfect, with flaws like everything else. Since we are all flawed people, our leaders shall be flawed, their flaws is what makes them the mortals of which GOD has created us. There is a main difference in mistakes of which hold no mal intent, and mal intent which hold no mistakes. If a leader has a lapse in judgement and virtue, it is our duty to call out. If a leader is unvirtuous it is our duty to critique them, if a leader is intentionally squeezing the populous, it is our duty to overthrow them by any means necessary, to preserve the virtue of our sacred institutions. So in conclusion my brothers and sisters, it is not the heathen that poses our most lethal threat, but our leaders from within, their corruption. If we do not hold our leaders accountable then our civilization is doomed to fall, and if we do not overthrow the leaders trying to be above GOD, then we will be doomed to damnation.

BEHOLD, THE UNDERWATER INATOR

Garret Darkwood looks at the missive his mouth drops, he then whoops for joy seeing his children then hugging them, he then states "Perhaps war won't come to our two great nations. GOD bless Haense GOD bless Oren. GOD BE WITH THE CANONIST CHURCH"

Director Garret Darkwood of the IBI looks at this missive nodding "When the church and the state cooperate in these kind of matters, great things can be achieved." Garret then pours out a cold glass of Hyspian Tequilla "Their enemies are our enemies, eternal damnation be upon all thee who harm clergy"

Garret Darkwood shakes his head at the missive signing the Lorraine "Heathen propaganda is making it's way into the church, and it breaks my heart to see such a holy and righteous institution buy the lies and slander of an apostate state wanting to wipe us and the church out." Garret Darkwood looks at the cathedral in Providence shedding a tear "If only the church acknowledges our suffering, our pain, and acknowledge that the ISA soldiers dying today are martyrs defending them. We die, so that they may live, I will die for the church, and defend the church. The only question is, will the church defend us? Will they acknowledge our sacrifice? Does the church even care for us?"

This is based and techpilled