Buffsanta

Bronk Stormheart nods with a grin, taking a puff of his pipe "Lovelah"

Lord Hieran is sad he didnt get an invite from Kosher Meanwhile, Maximus perks a brow that his brother somehow found someone to love, before clapping him on the back with a hearty laugh

Lord Hieran Melphestaus nods, content with the missive. "Good, I'm glad we can finally unite our families under safe circumstance now" He states to his Brother in law - Prince Zirath. "Been waiting a long time for this, a pact rather beneficial I dare say" He would remark with a chuckle.

I have no regrets. And sorry

Now this. This is a character arc. o7 Danny. Thanks for answering all my mod questions <3

I'm sorry, who are you?

The Captain of the Imperial Cavalry stops a moment as he recieves the letter "A true leader. And a good man" Hieran would mutter to himself in a little sorrow.

Captain Hieran Melphestaus nods slowly upon reading over it. "Ah, How spiffing I must say."

I dont care what you think about Oren. Its got some good people

Lord Hieran perks a brow "What? He gets captured, I refuse to go into urguan territory to save him, then this comes out...what a coincidence.. Glad Edvard told me about that or I'd really think the old man had gone mad"

Lord Hieran nods over the missive. "Perfectly put dare I say. Spiffing work I do say" He nods with a sip of tea, before clicking an armour plate into place and raising his blade to his side.

o7 You beautiful british lad

agreed

Hieran Shrugs "Dont care. He had it coming" The Lieutenant remarks as lacazette never returns ((Jk love ya chopper))

An amazing skinner!!

Ana'thils grandfather perks a confused brow "eh? You what mate?"

The retired Equester Hieran nods slowly as he reads his brothers missive "Very Metaphorical Thucydides" He remarks in passing, before putting the missive aside "The conflict is only natural. The church has given all of us Orenians these contrasting choices"

Lieutenant Hieran reads the missive with a shake of the head "yes, yes. A true shame" He puts the missive aside "Honestly. There aren't enough of them to fill up a village. But when they do something they can't stop talking"

This is cringe, but now upvote my reply for my rep

✠✠✠ Hope to the knights of the holy cannonist church ✠✠✠ Fellow followers of GOD In the loss of our great apostolic-general, our once great order has not crumbled - but merely fallen to silence in our fight against those who stray from the benevolent arms of God. However, a shining light in the darkness has stood before us - one Holy Sir August. Through his recent letter, he has organised a training and meeting for those ready to rise up. The Holy Order of Exalted Owyn is an order to be cherished - to bring hope to the citizens of Oren, and all nations who partake in the worship of Cannonism. Becoming a Holy Knight is not far from your grasp. If you have interest in joining the great order, the time has come. The Holy knights of the church will no longer stand idly by as heathens walk our lands. We will no longer sit in the shadows as the darkness of despair fall in. The order will shine bright again. So, great citizens of GOD, I urge you to stand up in support, and rise your beacons of hope high in the sky Sincerely, Holy Sir Hieran

Holy Sir Hieran reads over the missive of his good friend "Quite right old chap - do not falter in the name of god, and rise to the occasion" He would remark to August with a nod of his head "I will help you comrade - to re build the order to what it once stood at - a simple of peace and hope for GOD" With that, the Holy Knight rose from his seat, patting August as he did so "Spiffing, dare I say"

Hieran nods along as he listens to his brother speak. He remarks to his fellow judge "The missed his name on the missive you know - and mine was at the bottom. Worst thing about it really" He steps up to Minuvas slowly and joins in at the end "SERVUS SUMUS my friends. We are citizens of Oren, the great empire. Let thise mushroom eating fools talk us down" He holds a glowing blade up high to the sky, before sheathing the blade "We are proud of who we are minuvas" "Spiffing, dare i say"

The Honourable Judge Hieran nods his head with assurance "Of course Captain, we're no Norlander." He salutes his captain and good friend with pride, before finishing his tea and raising from his seat "You know what they say Sir - Servus Sumus" And with that he mounts his great stead along side the 3rd brigade "Onwards and upwards chaps, Onwards and upwards"

I am in agreement, ******* imperial elves. Imagine being one, couldnt be me. Spiffing dare I say.