Morphine

Name: Roland Sturmweber

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Age: 28

Military Rank: Hauptmann

 

"I have not had the opportunity to visit Florentine, but I must now! I've always ridden past it when avoiding the dung heap that is Adria." Roland mused, reading the missive at the kitchen table, with a FAT stogie in his mouth.

Robyrt took great stride in reading over the missive. He was no commander, no king, he could not truly understand the move made by Charles, but if it must be so, 'leave Adria to the Adrians', he thought. Admiring the Reinmaren blue and green band around his right cuff, and the shiny Barclay Medal he received, a smile formed. "The King gave these people what they wanted, now they can shut up", he said with laughter.

"God be with the Minitz people. The truly honorable and courageous." Robyrt sighed in defeat today, but was optimistic of the future. Though not related in blood, the people of Minitz were his new family. Forever may he stand with them.

Robyrt snickered to himself. "I do hope you've made a special gown for the Anathema, Lord Katzak."

"The King hath more restraint than I. It is for this reason, perhaps, a benefit I am not the King, for he is wiser than most and will lead us to victory. Ave Varoche! Ave Charles! Ave Aaun!" The young man spoke aloud at breakfast whilst reading the missive.

Robyrt gave a hearty chuckle to the poem. "Clever woman, she is!"

Name: Robyrt Taranis

Age: 27

Race: Heartlander

Prior Relevant Experience: Born and raised on an island, fisherman, port defender, experienced in killing pirates/privateers

 

10 minutes ago, gavyn said:

 

 

"And I will forever pray for those who did such terrible acts to be punished in an eternal damnation, for what they did is an action only those of Iblees might engage. "

 

Robyrt sat in the town square, his helmet removed, saddened by this day. The man who welcomed him into Adria, gave him a steady income, and warm lodgings, lie cold as stone. It will only bring him greater resolve in the battles to come. "Ave Varoche", he softly spoke.

Robyrt Taranis put the finishing touches on his newly dyed uniform. "I always did enjoy the regality of purple. Red elicits barbarism."

NAME: Robyrt Taranis

ALLEGIANCE: Aaun, Minitz

PROPAGANDA PIECE:

(FIXED)

Robyrt submits his piece, not concerned with winning anything besides the war.

NAME: Robyrt Taranis

ALLEGIANCE: Aaun, Minitz

PROPAGANDA PIECE: