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Aladeen Allison Burgers stood their proudly as the Albanese annihilated those oddly well-geared soldiers bandits.

Antoine de Brujes would be standing on the walls of castle Waldemer, he'd look to the men readying for the battles to come, he'd let out an odd smile, "Let their end begin."

The Capture of Livius Flavius, 2041. “To the Nornish barbarians, their Haeseni lapdogs and those whose beliefs lie in the All-Father, Your Master of Gold & Coin will be flayed in thirty Saint minutes. If you value his life, then come forth in battle. Show us just how willing you are to die for your Godless cause – show us whether mongrels remain mongrels, or whether the blood that courses through your veins will endure as it did countless times before. Castle Waldemer awaits. Signed, Antoine de Bruges” Five Men of Drusco rode upon the lands of Norland: Sir Jon, Georg of Barbanov, Antoine de Bruges, Cedric, and an unnamed Druscan warrior. Upon their trek to the Far North, they fell upon Karosland, greeted only by the cold air which chilled its humble township, now devoid of any citizens save but two wayward souls. The first was an old mage, a trafficker of some dark magicks, her craft likely fostered amongst such godless infidels; the second, the Master of Gold and Coin for the heathenous Crown of Norland. With efficient speed, Kerecsen Ivanovich and Cedric had tied and captured the Master of Gold & Coin. So did five men ride into Norland, and so did six men return to Castle Waldemer.

@MRCHENNyo hes calling you out.

So is that a no to officiating the wedding?

* An artistic depiction of Eugene accepting the donation from John II * A parchment would be nailed onto notice boards, road signs and city gates by men in dark armor. We wish to thankfully accept the donation of minas that the Balian royalty, John II, had provided to our cause but are wholeheartedly also confused on why minas are given to an opposing cause. Nonetheless, this donation will be accepted willfully and with open arms as the Inquisitors will use it wisely in support of the Holy Pontifical States and Numendil. When being approached by fellow Inquisitors, Wilfred, Eugene & Balor the Fat, when they left for patrol to only return with a donation for the cause. We urge others within Balian to follow suit with John II’s actions to aid against the Balianese cause to oppose the church. John II’s actions should publicly be recognized as an act of support to the Pontifical States, and for what his true loyalties are clear. We applaud John II’s actions in supporting the Inquisitors and their righteous cause to support the Pontifical States, please join us in Basarab as we celebrate and train to aid Ser Tiberias’, the Holy Church and Tar-Anorhil. Inquisitor Konyves the Leper

(( Genuinely all I am saying. Respect for actually PKing)

Acc funny ass response. Cant lie haha

shut the **** up joshbright double it and pass it along.

"I cannot read. What is written?!" he'd be looking around helplessly as he stares at his family members to only recognize none can read properly.

Artorius would precede to leave the meeting room with a grin on his face, while looking at Gailard of House Staunton "Now we fight."

Can you please tell me the economic affects of coal mining in Mongolia, and the changes it will have on the coal sales globally?

Arthur would be sitting around the campfire with Alkinoos @Monster_Duck and Dmitri @Dcsword, while the other men were setting up their tents for the night outside of New Valdev, a messenger comes screaming out with the recent plea of Belisar and his hatred for some goblin in Ravenmire, he'd wave the thin firewood stick in the air and with a slight chuckle he'd say "We come as crows!" to Dmitri and Alkinoos.

Vasily would sip on some Carrion Black as he responds to his friend Konstatin "Family do nay matter!"

Nice april fools joke.

Ahmed Al Kharouf would tend to his herd of goats while he would multitask and read the missive. With haste he would write a missive and attach it to his messenger goat, sent to Sir Gaspard. Written in the missive would be the following. @M1919 " Personally if that was me... I would not take that. (P.S Do you have any goats to trade?) - Ahmed Al Kharouf "

FROM KING TO KING-SLAYER Anno Domini 1952 ☩ ☩ ☩ Frederick Aurelian would hurriedly pack a bindle with a select amount of weapons and hunting gear, with enough food to last a month, a wide assortment of liquor and his prize possession the ICON OF EXALTED OWYN. He would wrap the bindle tightly and ensure that he had sufficient minas in his pouch before running out of Castle Aurelian and straight for Winburghs marketplace in search of a horse. With his leave, a note would also be left on the castle throne. To my son Richard, You must now be aware of today’s events but I wish for you to hear it from me. Today I had rallied a group of our most loyal bannerman, unaware initially until it was too late that the actions I committed today would be treason. To kill the bloody cripple and the two degenerates that assist him. This was my only option to stop the cripple from proceeding with his incompetence. I apologize for doing this all during your travels, taking the men who risked their lives on a cause that could lead to their death. But we were successful, the cripple was killed and his aides' necks were cut open. But my actions have led me to this current event of announcing my leave. I soon will be banished, either by your hand or by the next Protector of Aaun. Nonetheless, I am not a simple man to be killed. If the Acreans were unable to kill me, neither would the Alstions. But use this letter I write to you, to prove your innocence; I am the reason behind Edmund the Cripple and Heinrich Lothar's death. I had never informed you of such actions to keep you from any trouble to come, but I wish to make this letter to ensure that others know. This was not my initial attempt on the bloody fool's life. It seemed the failed attempt in which the hired assassins were unable to kill him as he fell off the pit was money not well spent. But once again, I had not informed you of my plans during that assassination attempt. Neither did I order Baldrick to assault the king but out of sheer coincidence, that had worked out in our advantage. I had recognized that paying assassins would not result in the cripples death, in which I took it into my own hands and rallied men without any knowledge to commit an action to end a tyranny that is needed. The cripple fell. I am sorry, Richard for my actions but I hope that Aaun may strive with three less degenerates. To all those in anger of my actions. Catch me if you can. Frederick Aurelian would tuck the Icon of Exalted Owyn deep into his satchel as he went to place his belongings on top of the horse he had bought in Winburgh. He would climb its stirrups, with a slight grin on his face. He looks to the nearest group of people before saying; “ Want to hear a joke? ” “ I once thought a Cripple and a Ginger could run a kingdom but… ” His newly bought horse would suddenly rear its front legs, causing him to almost fall off. He would quickly regain balance, before the horse would rush into a gallop. The joke never finished… SIGNED, Frederick Aurelian, King-Slayer

UNJUSTIFIED AND JUSTIFIED Anno Domini 1952 ☩ ☩ ☩ TO THE GOOD FOLK OF THE HEARTLANDS, In spite of the efforts of those who forged the Heartland Accords, it seems the Heartlands have yet again been plunged into turmoil. Despite the weakness which plagued their armies and which ails their cities, the moves of the Petran Crown against those who were once considered their allies have only grown bolder since leaving our binding alliance. Just earlier this Saint’s Day, three of the men of Stassion ventured into the Petran Capital city of Vallagne, presumably to see what festivities the otherwise lifeless capital might have to offer. Despite having opened the gates of Vallagne to allow the men of Stassion passage into the city, a group of Petran Knights apprehended the party shortly thereafter without provocation, violently taking Sir Tristand Dresnay, the Baron of Valcour, for interrogation. Though Sir Tristand answered their various unwarranted questions honestly and truthfully, the knights of Petra were unconvinced of his good intentions and sought to make an example of the man. Those barbarians they call knights first considered taking his head as tribute, but reason prevailed as they recognized the folly of such a bold action without the backing of a competent and well organized army to support their stupidity. Thus did the Knights of Petra settle to instead break the man’s hand, with the intention of sending a message to the March of Stassion. What these actions show is that what they did was; UNJUSTIFIED. This message was received and answered by the men of the March in full. With a swift response, the March sent out scouts, in search of any of the so-called ‘powerful’ nobles of Petra, only to find a member of the von Theonus’ family. The man was unknown to many, seeing as the family breeds faster than rabbits. All the same, the men of Stassion brought the man with the same gesture as the Petrans had allowed Sir Tristan and his men into the city of Petra. While the Theonus lay in our halls, enjoying the liquor drank by the pissants, our guests from Veletz arrived. Sir Gaspard and his party entered the room and questioned the Petran noble’s presence. Upon providing the men with the answers they sought, there was but one remaining question— why does the noble still live. The response—“We waited for an audience”. And with it one less Petran noble lived. What these actions show is what we did was; JUSTIFIED. Frederick Aurelian