Tulan

Rest well, comrade." Gregory signed the cross, as he remembered the first time he met Jackson in the recruitment office. He smiled fondly knowing that he would most likely be sitting in the Seven Skies.

"It is not impossible to be allies with people of different faiths, as the Iron Accord stands as a testament to that. The fact stands Oren would never admit they piss down on 'pagans' who most likely are better people at heart than the hive mind of the common Orenian. You don't become a terrible person by worshipping the All-Father, the Spirits or the Ancestors. Certainly it must hurt that Oren is not the center on the world stage anymore, how can you be when your motto is 'Oren or death'?" Ruathar Indoren shrugged as he sat in the local tavern of a backwater settlement, free from Orenian oppression, enjoying a local beverage.

Ruathar Indoren raised a brow, as he had studied the simple language of the valah Empire for years "'Oren aut Mortem'? bold to assume that if you're not with Oren you deserve death. What a bunch nonsense. Right to a life well lived can be found outside of Imperial tyranny." The ker would simply smile from the neutral settlement he resides in.

Ruathar Indoren worries for his cousin living in Norland, as he would catch wind of the possible rise of evil threatening the life and peace of his family. "This must be a horrible nightmarish machination by a madman."

"And once again the Wick family seems to have little regard in terms of garnering respect from their peers." Gregory Bazin, a HRA soldier commented.

"Looks like someone should be arrested for arson quite fast, you cannot use Godan as your shield against the law of the state." Gregory Bazin would shake his head at the blunt tone of this criminal.

ENLISTMENT APPLICATION FOR THE 3RD ROYAL ARMY Full Name: Gregory Alexeyev Bazin Date of Birth FA 1780 Place of Birth: Haense, Arcas. Address: Lerald Lane VII Race: Highlander Gender: Male Bloodline [Commoner/Noble/Former Noble/Royal]: Commoner Reason for Enlisting: To serve my country, and defend it. [Username:] Tulan [Discord:] Tulan #7704

"To think that these 'men'... vicars of God have become so blinded by the height of their power, that the only way for them to press anything forward is with martyrdom. It only shows how much the cardinals, and bishops has alienated themselves from the common man in their hubris they forgot the virtues of God, to love thy neighbour. Amongst the common folk you would find more respect and understanding than in a church filled with those who should be the subject of veneration. Now these men have tainted the very house of God. Shame on you for being blinded so profoundly! This should be a reminder to all good Canonists that we should humble ourselves in the wake of such a calamity." Gregory Alexejev Bazin, commented as he sat inside the Basilica, observing the carnage left behind by the Church.

"A militia of Talon's Port is far more appealing than a group of mercenaries who are only loyal to their next pay." Ruathar Indoren comments with a shake of his head, going back to tending to his rooftop garden.

Ruathar Indoren shook his head at this development, "Such cowards are better off with a swift deliverance to their God. Though I doubt that they have much fervour with him." he makes sure to place a sword within arms reach of his bedside in his new house incase of further cowardly raids.

"And this, llir is why we will never become a united Mali, aslong as there are those of us who think themselves above others. You have to give up something to get something." Ruathar Indoren discarded the thought that the Mali would be ready for such a bold endeavour.

Other elven races fall in under settlements since our activity isn't high enough I would think. More on that later.

Just gonna throw in a couple of danish bands, they don’t get enough recognition anyway.

Oren is just morally gray, to call it evil is being silly, you should deal with it in RP instead of flaming on their playerbase.

Ruathar Indoren smiles at the news, readying his armour for the conflict ahead with the thugs who sully the Hegemony.

Ruathar Indoren smiles as he hears the news. “Blessed be this union of our two great nations, Leyu Luara.”

Simple, stay off the cesspit of the LoTC discord, you’d be much happier without it, and the people in there.

“There goes the Haenseti claim as Highland Realm.” An observant viewer chuckles as he looks over the well detailed map of Arcas.

Time to make good use of those ss, no way I’d trust the roads.