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    Bo Rostova
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  2. Bo Rostova approches the Gates of Winburgh. "Vy shall get supplies in order and suits of armour made for any willing canonist who wishes to fight the Lich-Consort Tzar of Haense!" A firm nod is offered to Sir Radmir and the others who have hear Sir Radmir call and have flocked back to Winburgh. "Long live the middenlan!"
  3. As the letter reaches Bo a slight nod is given "It seems I have a lot of inventory to account for." As he walks off from the tavern towards the keep his ledger in hand.
  4. Bo Rostova sits upon the tavern as the missive is passed to him. A loud slam of his fist can be heard going into the table crackling of wood from under his armoured gauntlet. "This can't be true..." A mumble under his helmet can be heard. "We shall avenge Vy... Rest easy..." As he flips down his visor on his helm.
  5. Bo as he reads over the missive "This the same pontiff who wished for peace and then spewed lies from his mouth while he was within the Halls of Veletz unharmed.." shaking his head at the sight of the missive "This pontiff supports genocide of humanity to go along with his own political agenda it seems this is the case once again..." He goes taking the missive tossing it into the fireplace within the tavern. A solem look upon his face
  6. "Majestic.." Bo mutters out star gazed from the wonderful speech giving to the League.
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  8. To House Amador and the Crown of Haense [13th of Malin’s Welcome] Though once a great nation in their prime, the Kingdom of Haense has shown to be nothing but cowardly and corrupt. Their dishonorable king has repeatedly, with no uncertainty, refused to defend even his closest friends and allies. Even now as his beloved queen is held in Veletz he will not make an effort to save her. This very same principle applies to the House of Amador. I speak now to all my kin, do not serve a King who will not serve his people. They did not come for Hyspia. They did not come for Aaun. They did not come for Minitz. They did not come for their Queen. They will not come for you. As I write to you, the former regent of the house Liridona Amador is beside me as my prisoner. I request that a suitable representative of House Amador comes to negotiate for her release. I do not wish harm upon her but rather only to speak with my kinsmen and to speak over the best course of action for our family. By my honor, your safety is guaranteed. -Bo Rostova
  9. Bo Rostova would ride back within the gates of Winburgh his lance at his side bloodied and crack from lancing poor coalition soliders, his tabbard painted red in coalition blood, his voice gone from calling men and women to move around the battle fields. He looks upon the faces of brave men and soliders who are covered in coalition blood before letting out a massive yell as they trot back into Windburgh on their horses "AVE VELETZ, AVE GASPARD, AVE KRUG, AVE STASSION!" "WE SHALL NOT FALTER! AVE, AVE, AVE!"
  10. Upon getting the missive reading it over, Bo would scoff as this is nothing to what was actually discussed. "There was nae even a weapon within the room when the Pontiff and Gaspard spoke. The pontiff even said he was nae under duress..." shaking his head as he thinks to himself mumbling out loud "It seems external influences keep wrapping themselves around the church as they nae want peace but genocide."
  11. An old Olog would march upon the sands of Krugmar "Tubbo!" he would roar out as the call has been given to all Orc's of the horde to assemble. "Tubbo gib trubute." he would nod as he wanders back into the horde his large wooden club at his side his mouth salivating for grub once again. He would once again search for a goblin to sit upon his shoulder to give him guidance.
  12. As Bo stands within the Veletz Castle as he stands side by side with Hendrick. Giving him a slight elbow "Was a good raid." as he peers upon the empty fields with Hendrick at his side. Waiting in the night.
  13. Bo sat upon a stump, looking forth into the fire of the makeshift camp as the levy prepared for another fight. "Phoenix" he heard as horses trotted up to the fire and mud splashed as metal boots sploshed into the wet ground. Bo turned "Gryphon" he said, a cheeky smile beneath his bloodied helmet, soaked in coalition crimson. Bo nodded, turning to the flowers growing beside beside the makeshift fire "The carnations are beautiful this year."
  14. Bo Amador would shake his head at this missive as he stands on guard with his levy at Castle Brasca "You ask the poor widow to lay down her blade... She wishes to defend her home why do ye not put down your blades. Ye wish to make a poor widow homeless and her children possibly orphans. The covenant makes no real offers but only uses fancy words to deter one from defending what family Brasca has built." He would toss the missive into the wind. As he stands guard with his levy to defend Lady Brasca home. A mumble from Bo can be heard "The covenant forgets they are the aggressors who wanted this war as they struck first. We shall nae falter. Stand fast my levy the accursed covenant approaches."
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