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Conquest Warclaim Conquest is the act of military subjugation of an enemy by force of arms. In other words it is the de jure incorporation of some territory into another geo-political entity (either adjacent or non-contiguous). Usually, it is implied that the territory and population being annexed is the smaller, more peripheral, and weaker of the two merging entities, barring physical size. Opposing Faction: The Empire of Urguan and Allies Defending Faction: The War Uzg and Allies Name of the battle: Orcs Among the Grain Location: Alras East Time(atleast 5 days warning.): Sunday, July 29th, 6pm EST Terms: - No enchanted weapons, except for power 1 bows. - No golden apples. - No potions. Rewards: - In the case of a victory for the Dwarves, region ownership will be given to Mystronghold and the Goldhands. - All loot and chests are property of the Goldhands, as well as any riches or resources in the region. RP: The dust has settled, the battle for the outer city of Alras has been won. The dwarven warriors celebrate for the victory that has been claimed for the Goldhands. But not all dwarves celebrated that night. The two military commanders, Hodor and Morgrim, look over the edge of the crumbling fortress to the old Alrasian farms. Scattered across the waves of grain, orcs roam about, disorganised. “T’is battle beh nay be over ‘till t’ese bluddeh greenskinsbeh off our lands. Nut befur t’at can weh begin tae launch our own attacks un Uruk territory.” says Morgrim in a slightly war weary voice. “T’ere nay beh many, weh mus’ beh quick about gitten ‘em out ov ‘ere. Oi suggest ye call t’e ‘olds fer battle once again... T’e quicker t’is be done, t’e better.” Hodor nods to Morgrim in agreement, “Dere beh nay sense in waitin’, ah will begin ter rally th’ troops n’ we will march upon t’e Alrasian farmland wit’in’ t’e mont’ T’ese greenskin bastards will see wut use t’eir little invasion wus wort’. We will crush ‘em unce again, just loike we did in t’e West! T’is’ll be just tae beginnin’ uv our counter attacks on ‘em!” Morgrim glances back at Hodor, nodding, a slight grin appearing across his face. The two war weary veterans smile at each other, and walk to join the festivities in the Dwarven Empire.

Don't embarrass Kyle in front of his friends.

tbh the main problem isnt oren vs the smaller nations, its the fact that oren has to get themselves in every conflict.

Gaius Chingus Khan. The original @pub.

GMs all got the time to joke and post about these fake ban appeals meanwhile there are real appeals out there out since October. What the heck is wrong with this staff? Just unbelievable honestly

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Constantine of Adria. Whiteroot. The Turnip Knight.

"So this...this is the power of Hanseti-Ruska" remarks Madeliene Albright

Lol My name is Bungo and I whine about dibley messing up as McCree once even though I can't play hitscan for **** and I'm a DVa Main (LOL)

Kevin Boby is #1 and Kevin Boby deserves +1s for his hard work on this thread not Bungo, Bungo is a pain in my ass!

Hahah you are reading this in Bungo voice haha I'm an idiot and my shitposts just smell

Such a stupid tryhard thread this is why you don't have 1:1 post rep

This is ******* stupid I can see @Space making a post like this

Piero Gradic has been summoned for an immediate hearing before the Imperial Anti-Orenian Activities Committee.

The White Wolf...

"Can you imagine what Esterlen would have been like if somebody would have loved him?" - Paul Saraliev Caught between parental bookends with contrasting methods for player rearing—both brutal, both cold and uncharitable—it's little wonder that the lemon grove middle child of the White Rose would have carefully fashioned veneers of guarded reticence to adorn the walls he threw up. Yet it is a kind of miracle that a man so deliberately introverted could attain so much in a realm where the aspirations and activities of governance necessitate the very attributes Esterlen undoubtably lacked. He was an introvert in a world of extroverts. He was a friend to all and intimate with none. We lie best when we lie to ourselves, and even long before his climb into the Orenian throne, it must have been exhausting, ceaselessly straining to listen for the whispers in Skype and subtext within the articles in the forums about him. Doubtless this desire to protect himself from the possibility of others casting aspersions on him played a large part in his unprecedented degree of paranoia. Yet, it is such a rare and wonderful thing to find a man who is both good and great at the same time, and this applies to our fantasy emperors as well. Esterlen was a great politician (perhaps too good), and there can be little doubt that he wanted the best for his country and server. He deserves this office that he seeks without question and has demonstrated his capabilities to an innumerable degree. +1

Kyle begins dribbling on the ground and licking his lips then getting instantly bored and shoving his face into the dirt.

Kills Saradunan

Tarchar thug Bayezid 'the Brute' beams at his mercenary band with silent satisfication. "Ama yabancı sunucusu olarak açtık Türkçe ye izin var LoTC gibi" he remarks, eager to make trophies of Warhawke scalps.

You nogger. Oh leave it alone.

Got something white on your lip.