CaptainHaense

Joren would slowly lower himself into a slump on his desk chair “It would seem yet another great man is lost.. A true shame” He’d mutter, his voice raspy from sorrow.

Joren shrugs “They didn’ even get the regnal number o’ their own sovereign correct, or the King o’ Haense; pathetic” He’d crumple up the missive, tossing it into his fireplace.

Edit: Joren later sees a new and updated version of the missive ”Ah yes, much better.. Still pathetic though”

Joren looks between this missive and the Rubern’s black army missive that came out after it, overshadowing this one. He’d shrug, tossing this one away

Joren Baruch raises a glass “Cheers”

Joren shrugs “Per’aps ah’m the only one ‘appy for them. Ah think i’s nice”

12 hours ago, MythicFantasy said:

“I thought Kaedrin was independent now?” A Kaedreni guard questions.

“’How do ye nae know the status of yer own kingdom? Pathetic” A northman laughs

1 hour ago, Kursion said:

the memorable Nicholas Keint

A northman would read the missive, muttering proudly to himself “A memorable keint? Quite the oxymoron, nie?” He’d chuckle, crumpling up the paper and tossing it aside.

Thats my man Tennessee Guy, +1

Oh yes, very powerful

“I miss you more” Says a saddened northman

“Wha’ a disgrace o’ an Emperor! Bet ye’s wish ye sided with Joseph righ’ ‘bout now!” An infuriated, disgruntled northernman would rant while shaking a fist in the air

IGN: Bubby_64

Character Name: Joren Baruch
Age: 22

The fact of the matter is that no one only rp’s in one region, and also most charters only have people in them during certain times of the day, so there’s no reason for anyone to go there otherwise. Very frustrating trying to keep up with arbitrary activity numbers..

Captain Haense frowns “Imagine taking all your vassal titles to beef up your signature”

“If he’s Emperor of Oren now, shouldn’ he sign off as Godfrey II?” questions a young Haeseni man

Captain Haense wonders why he wasn’t invited

Joren grins with anticipation, pumping an armoured fist into the air,  “Now once more, the banners of the Greyguard will fly ‘igh and proud o’er the peoples of Ayr, protectin’ them from the Pertinax tyrants”

Ser Aldrik Baruch watches the chaos from the seven skies, welcoming his dying kin despite them being foreign to him

Captain Haense chuckles “I cannot be protector of Hanseti-Ruska and Ruska... Wait.... Am I just Captain Hanseti? Oh NO! IS THERE A CAPTAIN RUSKA NOW? THIS IS JUST LIKE MY NEWEST ISSUE OF CAPTAIN HAENSE: CIVIL WAR!” He’d begin frantically pacing the floor, worried he jinxed it

hahaha, this had to have been one of the more enjoyable warclaims i’ve been to, despite the lag, gf everyone

Captain Haense swims for Haense!

Captain Haense would stare blankly at the missive for a moment, blinking, before retorting “Any nation with a title called a ‘Yagar’  or ‘Yfmidar’ are wack, they need a good title, like a Captain” He’d nod to himself, satisfied

Captain Haense tightens his mighty Haeseni shield to his arm, glaring at the Renatian horde

Captain Haense sheds a single mighty tear, lacking the strength to power pose like usual

Petyr can’t read, and if he could, he probably wouldn’t put in the effort to try