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Westmark Road *Battle of Westmark* Written By Aleksei Godunov to remember the accounts of the battle of Westmark through song (OOC NOTE: LISTEN to the song it makes it better) (Stirling Brig) Down by WestMark, The Veletzens lay in hiding waiting, As the Coalition host, From the south came riding, Loudly came marching Forth, 'Between them Both was roaring, Rumbling at both sides, On the roads of Westmark. Watching from the the woods, The Veletzens and the Ferry, As the Coalition came, With the Captain Banjo, Own by Own they crossed, Oh the Tunnel was rumbling, As they onward came, On the road of Westmark The Captain-General gave a shout, Out his men came rideing, Stubbed the Coalition host, At the roads of Westmark, Aleksander turned round, The Tunnel was cramped and crowded, Veletz chased down, On the road of Westmark. All the Coalition men, Ran into each other, None could turn about, None could go much further, Some fell off their horse, In the fields were slaughtered, Some were left to die, On the roads of Westmark. Alexander he was wild, Couldn’t stay in the tunnel, Wished with all his might, That the tunnel was bigger, Then he rode away, Loud the man was cursing, He'd lost all his men, And the road of Westmark.

A Certain Orderman of the Order of Saint Jude sits at the church in veletz looking to the Lorraine cross infront of him " Tell eam oh lord what is vyr will for this war, and why must it continue, perhaps this war is a lesson to us vyr flock, a lesson that must be drawn in blood to awaken our eyes to the truth, or perhaps the real lesson on how peace must be made if nie man can show reason " Brother Aleksei Godunov would then enter prayer

A Perspective of the War *The Orderman Aleksei Godunov at the battle of WestMark* The young Orderman of the Order of Saint Jude would remove his quill from the paper setting it back into the placeholder, he would take the paper to the church scribes to have the missive distributed around “ Spasiba dobry scribes ea hope this missive shall open some eyes to our brothers and sisters of the realm or strike the right audience who will niet twist mea words” To the people of Humanity and of the Church of Cannon I am Aleksei Godunov, Brother of The Order Saint Jude. Today I write not just to the Flock of cannon but to those who are a part of this war both Coalition and of Veletez and their allies, I shall admit my partaking of this war on the side of the coalition but I shall not anymore take sides, I have only partook in the most recent battle that happened this saints day, and to say I am embarrassed and ashamed is a statement I willingly admit, I today seen the brutality of combat amongst my fellow canonist, be them at the time friend or foe, brother or sister, May we not have peace why do we slaughter each other, do we not have friends or family on either side of this conflict, why do we slaughter our brothers and sisters of the flock of cannon, these are all question that rushed through my head as of late as I take my daily prayers at the churches I travel to. Some may not like the words I say in this writing but many of us this day have sinned through fits of rage, clouded judgement, pride, envy, Humility, revenge and ill patience, Let us look to the scroll of virtue. In the scroll of Virtue Canticle of Temperance (3:10) “ So I am the Most High, and in pursuit of My Virtue, I Bid my faithful this; You shall not raise a hand in wrath, nor in envy, nor in any kind of sin”. I wish not to Lecture anyone on who or how they shall be, but open a perspective of this conflict, Peace is hard to maintain and achieve God knows the leaders we look up to have tried to seek such and maintain such, but it is what we also do as the flock of not just a nation but as followers of cannon to maintain the will and gospel that the lord gave us to keep the peace and to flourish as brothers and sisters of cannon. And so I say to you people of the realm look past the troubles of the world, look past those we hate but look towards the future we live in, is it worth the death, the loss and destruction of our world to solve problems that could be solved through a quill or speech. So I end my perspective with a prayer or a lesson we may think on XXXVII.Prayer of Patience; Controlling of Wrath "O God of Battles, who art by sin offended, calm my heart of all anger so that I might not be tempted to rash action and unkind words. Grant that I might become a font for Thy patient love, as Saint Jude was when he suffered beatings readily in the street for want of Thee.” Brother Aleksei Godunov Brother of the Order of Saint Jude Little ooc msg sorry for any spelling errors btw im pretty shit forum writing

an old Imperial State Army soldier stands by a tree in petra as he reads such a notice " I would like tae see these ferry shites fight me, I am old aye but ill go down with a bloody fight" the old Imperial State army 3rd brigade corporal then throws the notice away into the wind " Oren Aut Mortem"

"Oren Aut Mortem was better" a certain isa veteran would note

A certain Acren Musin would sit upon his trusty Pig steed in the wastelands of Almaris " Musins Brigades forever, acres has nevers dieds"

"Interesting" says a prrson

" I OUTLIVED THAT WRETCHED WOMAN!" cheers corporal Mata Leslie

The dead Anatoliy godunov Laughs " see I told ya that one time you guys would be fineeee"

The dead anatoliy rolls his eyes " Wont be as cool as eam thats for sure"

Anatoily Godunov will be there in spirit for his dear sister alyona

Damn... little acre got missed

1. Maybe... CAs are to much work and I'm lazy 2. Anything pre brothers war tbh back in lego city providence ( best moments iv had in general on lotc) 3. The place I had the best time was oren when I first joined the server, had lots of friends and good times, next would be haense followed by acre

Idk iv never made an AMA SOOO have at it ask me stuff and I'll try to awnser

A Dance with Death [MUSIC:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PvgLZs4LvLA] -Anatoliy Altair Sviatovich Godunov- -Anatoliy all Dressed up in his Squire Uniform- Dark was the night as the Godunov rode on his horse to the encampment of the forces fighting against the Mori, the air was bitterly cold with the northern winds blowing snow off the rocky mountains of Fenn. Anatoliy Godunov would walk around the campsite seeing all the faces from Almaris he would look at the people he knew, His sisters, his friends and comrades, and his mentors. Later, as the tremors commenced around the land and his sister Alyona was not in sight, he mounted his horse and rode off in search of her, noticing he was on the wrong side of the battlefield. It was then he saw his sister being tended to by Fabian Kortrevich, the Godunov traded places with the Kortrevich sitting by his sister's side while she rested as of a result of her wounds having long talks on about their childhood, but it was not until the sounds of screams, yells and explosions from the city square that Anatoliy brought his sister to a warm place so she would not freeze. It was then that the Godunov mounted his horse and took up arms riding forth into the city to aid his comrades deep in battle but it was not enough, once the Godunov jumped the ditch in front of him he was thrown from his horse and was officially in combat with the Mori legionaries, the battle was hard as the moris strength often overthrew the Godunovs own but he had one job as a squire and that was to see the people to safety and make sure people got out and that he did, helping two Paladins get out from being encircled but what the Godunov did not notice was the Blue flames fired from the Mori DreadKnight aimed at him, but it was too late to react since the flames launched at him lighting the Godunov on fire. And with that, the world went into a flicker of light as Anatoliys life drew near, memories flashing through his eye from his childhood, the faces of his friends and the battles he had fought, the Friend he had betrayed in the defence of the Kingdom, the family that that he cared so dearly for, the people he loved and never got to apologize to or say goodbye and then….darkness, a darkness Anatoliy dreaded the one that meant his fight was over and his duty done, Anatoliy Godunov did not cheat death this time…

Anatoliy Godunov would observe the report " Its a shame they redacted mea name, all ea have done is mea duty to the kingdom" Hed set down the report as he exited his room " The burden... of being in the room where it happened"

Anatoily Godunov walked the streets of karosgrad days after his oldest and longtime friends death constantly stepping into her old shop that looked put to the city square as thoughts ran through his head of thier time together "They say ea did the right thing, but all ea did was kill mea friend..." As he mumbled those words to himself he remembered what the Orc Rex told him a few years previously that mariya only had 3 years left to live.... and it had been three years. The Godunov would look up to the sky then "Forgive eam Riya, all ea wanted was for vy to stay in haense with eam...my intentions were to protect vy...niet kill vy" Anatoliys hands had blood on them, even though not physically in his heart the guilt and pain

Anatoily godunov would pace the halls of verskaya a feeling of guilt overtaking him as the actions of his have finally reached a conclusion. " Ea am szam Mariya..." he'd say to himself

Anatoily Godunov would scratch his head " alright but dose that mean ea still get to spar nataliya?"

I think building should be fine on the roads as long as it's not a settlement/Nation building a city or town on it example being places like aaun/Adria and celianor. But if it's things like farms or little structures I think those would be alright.

John Aurelian would awkwardly just be in the seven skies " what a strange time" hed state after just seeing Jakob arrive " long time no see"

A certain acre Musin Hickory Shakes his little mighty fist " whys are the people we did nots wants goings to acres nows"

John Aurelian regardless of thier past and what was a friendship in thier youth would welcome the Knight

Anatoliy Godunov the young page would write a letter as he sat at the festival to the grand Prince declaring his intentions to aid

" A mighty kingdom aaun is indeed" laughs the O'Rourke " Can't even defend its own people"