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BEATING A DEAD HORSE PACT OF SAILS AND STEEL Agreed upon by: THE KINGDOM OF HAENSE AND THE FERRYMAN BAND On this 17th of Wzuvar and Byvca, 433 ES | 9th of the Sun's Smile, 12 BA “When the Orcs kiss Frederick’s behind, where do the tusks go?” - The Ferryman I. The Ferrymen shall receive a payment of 10,000 mina for partaking in the ongoing war between Haense and Krugmar, and any adversaries who wish to intervene. II. The Ferrymen shall receive an additional payment of 5,000 mina that is owed to them for the previous Sinners War or otherwise known as the War of the Wigs upon the successful conclusion of hostilities. III. The Ferrymen Quartermasters shall be given authorization to command and lead skirmishes, battles or any other conflict. Signed, The Ferryman IV JOVEO MAAN, His Royal Majesty KARL III by the Grace of Godan, King of Hanseti and Ruska, Grand Hetman of the Army, Prince of Bihar, Dules, Lahy, Muldav, Solvesborg, Slesvik and Ulgaard, Duke of Carnatia and Vanaheim, Margrave of Korstadt, Rothswald and Vasiland, Count of Alban, Alimar, Baranya, Graiswald, Karikhov, Karovia, Kaunas, Kavat, Kovachgrad, Kvasz, Markev, Nenzing, Torun, and Toruv, Viscount of Varna, Baron of Esenstadt, Kraken’s Watch, Kralta, Krepost, Lorentz, Rytsburg, Thurant, Venzia and Astfield, Lord of the Westfolk, Fidei Defensor, Protector of the Highlanders, etcetera.

THE TREATY OF FOREST AND SEA 13th of the Amber Cold, Year 79 SA I. The High Princedom of Malin’or agrees to pay the Ferrymen a sum of 5,000 minae in exchange for services rendered against the Horde and its allies. II. The Ferrymen shall provide military aid to the High Princedom of Malin’or against the Horde and its allies until the conflict’s final conclusion. III. The High Princedom of Malin’or shall not take responsibility for Ferryman actions taken outside the context of the war, including against parties uninvolved in the war. IV. At the war’s conclusion, the Ferrymen shall have a seat at the negotiating table to make demands of the Horde. V. The High Princedom of Malin’or shall promise future lands to the Ferrymen for the purpose of an outpost. Signed, The Ferryman Signed, Vytrek Tundrak, High Prince of Malin’or and of the Elves

The Providence Tea Party “It’s borin’ like Oren” - Sir Django In the year of 1867, the Ferrymen found themselves quite aggrieved. A Tea-Party had been organized - And the Ferrymen had not been invited. 2,000 Ferrymen set out at a pace to set right the wrong, for it is well known that some Ferrymen are quite prone to a spot of tea! Upon arriving at the red walls of Providence, the group did look about. They found nobody to open the gate to let them in! What a travesty they found themselves in. The wrong must be set right, they must find a way inside the city. An unnamed fellow, of the highest respectability within the Empire of Oren, saw their plight and allowed them in. “Put that tea into the river, dear fellows!” The Ferrymen brought up their way to the palace, banging along the iron bars. “Let us in! Let us in!” The young human, Adzy, clamored. He was prone to a small spot of tea, on occasion. He was stuck outside; and he would see the issue set right. Ser Banjo who finds himself no need of introduction, The Dark Elf Iscesi, and the Young Haeseni Grigoryi Vyronov, climbed to find their way through into the Palace. The group thereafter descended into the bowels of the palace. They looked left, they looked right. “Crouch you ******* idiots.” Barked the Captain Banjo, and thereafter echoed by Lukas Vyronov who subsequently added “Are your minds rotting?” The quiet playings of a party in full-swing could be heard within the palace’s gardens. The quiet whisperings and gossipings of debutantes nattering about lesser men than Prince Lucien of Savoy, another of the party's fellows reverbreated against the walls. The group assailed them quickly, with a ferocious spirit - Warhammers in hand. Klaus, a man of great repute in battle, swung his warhammer down heartily upon those assembled. None would be spared, for the tea was to be ransacked and spilled. It was at this moment, tied into a corner, the brave adventurers found themselves surrounded. The retinue of the Emperor had arrived, led by His Imperial Majesty, Philip III. The King of the Dwarves brought himself forward to assail the new combatants. He shook his weapon heartily, that angry little dwarf spitting curses under his breath. The battle had been set. 2,400 of the Emperor’s finest against 2,000 Ferrymen. It was now in the hands of fate. The battle came fast and thick, both sides collided into each other with a great force. Ser Flemius set a man flying upwards into the air as he hammered his shoulder into the enemy. The courtyard was awash with blood, and the swordsmanship of both sides rang true. Yet a most mischievous plan had been concocted. Prince Lucien had moved towards the gate controls in the courtyard. The battlefield now belonged to the Ferrymen, it could only go one way. As the battle raged, Ferrymen were able to relax and enjoy the tea they had acquired inside whilst retaining the gate. Each man was able to take a rest and retire, whilst the soldiers of Oren grew tired and weary. Perhaps one too many cakes had been stuffed into bellies in haste? It was clear that their stomachs had turned, for the fight had also. The courtyard had been conquered, but the Emperor had retreated inside. He had thought himself safe, they fired out of the windows in an attempt to beat off the attackers; yet the Ferrymen were not quite out of tricks yet. They assailed in from a sneaky entrance, and caused the Orenians to be flushed out of their safe haven like rats from a sewer. They went to the greedy clutches of Ferrymen waiting below like hungry sharks. It was simply over. In the last charge of the retinue, the Emperor was surrounded alongside his loyal lieutenants of Andrezj Barrow, ran down by Prince Lucien, and John Aurelian. The Ferryman brought all their spoils of the battle, The Emperor Philip, his son the Count of Mardon, John Aurelian of Huntshill, and Andrezj Barrow of the Ruthern Household back to the keep of Ferrymen to receive justice. Signed, The Ferryman

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FINISHING THE JOB “But your Majesty, think of the children!” A courtier to Philip II. Each wave that laps against the tides of Almaris have been distorted since the departure of our judicious Ferrymen. The balance of the world has become corrupt – Orenians who first sought defense, now seek to deal the shattering blow to our continent. In every corner do the serpents sliver, preying on the multiple, rightful sovereigns that rule the lands. A hasteful return has been made by the green-wrapped warriors to rebalance the scales that have been tainted. The oldest of Ferrymen soldiers resharpen their time-tested blades, to reprise their duties in ensuring that the backwards Empire of Oren do not spread their ill Imperial ambitions. This time shall the steel boot finish the stomping of the wrongdoers, until they fall to weakened knees. Let there not be a foul power for a second longer. Let the balance be restored in the lands we share, lest we allow the vile Imperials to have their way. YOURS TRULY The Ferrymen

Memento Meminisse “Let me remember to remember before I forget to forget.” [!] An old painting of one of the founding members of the Ferrymen, pondering on their time in the mud. “Justice and fairness tattooed on my chest, freedom flowing through my veins. An honorable cause that formed the foundation for the most just yet most vicious warriors since lettering was invented. Where did the times go? Where did our traditions go?” The Ferrymen used to scramble for every coin we could get our filthy palms on, just to hand it to some poor farmer. That’s what life was for us, what it was meant to be. What we were meant to do. We’ve grown out of our own skin. So much gold has been acquired from the rich and entitled that we don’t worry about the poor anymore. We worry about our fashion and walletology, the science that explains how big our pockets can get before bursting. We are nested in every city, and their civilian’s minds. The Ferrymen have grown to such a size that we are not anymore a collection of commonmen, but an underground collective of organized crime. Puppeteers on a grander stage. Conductors of the orchestra playing in this realm. Blood is spilt for gold, and gold used to fuel greed. Let it come to an end. To all donning our teal, you are free. You may live your life as just a man, bathing in the glory you’ve acquired on the fields of war, alongside the many women you’ve gained. The gathering of freedom fighters known as the Ferrymen will continue through the actions of their Captain, on a ship without deckhands or sailors. We leave a ravaged path of endless ruin behind us, ruin that could not be stopped by anyone. Unmatched by any villains of the past. I leave you with one final order. Whenever our ferry reaches distant shores, I ask all devotees to remember where we started, where we’ve been and where we are now. Signed, The Ferryman

The Weighing Scales Pact Agreed between THE KONGZEM OF HANSETI-RUSKA and THE FERRYMAN BAND on this 3rd day of Gronna and Droba of 413 E.S. I. The Ferryman Band pledges military support to the Kongzem in future defensive conflicts, and may choose to join future offensive campaigns should the Kongzem declare such. II. As remuneration for their services, the Ferryman Band shall receive a signing payment of 7,000 mina, and an additional 10,000 for each war they participate in under this Pact. III. This Pact shall be signed and stand impartial to the ongoing conflict between the Tripartite Accord and the Orenian Empire regardless of the outcome of that conflict, or any consequent conflicts so long as they do not involve a direct attack on the Kongzem. IV. Joint training's between the two groups militaries shall be held every two years. V. Mikail Mareno, born of Imperial blood, shall have the opportunity to court a woman of the House of Barbanov-Bihar upon coming of age. VI. The Mareno Trading Company shall not pay taxes on their properties within Karosgrad. VII. The Captain of the Ferryman Band shall sit on the Kongzem’s councils of war should one arise. VIII. This Pact shall stand for eight years, subject to renewal.

A FERRY DECISIVE VICTORY 11th of the Grand Harvest, Year 62 SA Two times the Ferrymen fought over the lands of Lower Petra, both resulting in huge victories. First with Urguan and now reclaiming it back with Oren in a fight of the ages. Although outnumbered, fourteen thousand two hundred imperials soldiers triumphed against seventeen thousand one hundred coalition fighters. Is it a coincidence that the Ferrymen simply win? It is said that their secret battle strategy is to pick up the soldiers and carry them on their shoulders to victory!

THE RATIONAL AGREEMENT 3rd of Owyn’s Flame, 1857 I - The Ferrymen and the Principality of Savoy formally enter a pact of non-aggression. The pact will last for a duration of ten years. After the expiration of this pact, a renewal may be negotiated. II - Signing parties refrain from participating in any conflicts that put them at odds with one another. III - The Ferrymen do promise to not impede or harass residents of the Principality of Savoy, and members of the Ferrymen are protected while in the Principality of Savoy’s territories so long as they act within the laws of the respective realm. IV - The Ferrymen recognises Prince Lucien I as rightful ruler of the Principality of Savoy. V - The Ferrymen will receive a tax exempt location to sell their wares within the city of San Luciano. Signed, Banjo The Captain of the Ferrymen, Savior of the Common and Free People, Pillager of Elvenesse, Liberator of Man, The Bringer of Equality, Capturer of the Bastion, Defeater of Racism, Debearder of Grand Kings, Sailor of the Seas, 2x Mr. Almaris, Emperor of the Roads, Lord of Shipwreck Keep, Occupier of New Providence, 40 Star General, The Greater Lobster Fisherman, Premortem Saint of Epic Ballads, Protector of the Farfolk Lucien I Prince of Savoy, Duke of Corazon, Count of San Luciano, etcetera.

The Second Ferry Agreement, 1856 13th of Malin’s Welcome, 1856 I. The Ferrymen will receive 3,000 minas in payment. II. The Ferrymen will be given land in the Holy Orenian Empire at the conclusion of the war. III. The Ferrymen Quartermasters will be granted command authorization for raids, skirmishes, battles, etc, given pay equivalent to the General of the ISA, and be allowed a place in the Imperial Crown’s council of war. IV. The Ferrymen will agree to provide mercenaries and to assist the Holy Orenian Empire in the next Imperial offensive or defensive operation. AD DEI GLORIAM, HIS IMPERIAL MAJESTY, Philip III, Holy Orenian Emperor, forever August, King of Renatus, Curon, Kaedrin, Salvus, and Seventis, Grand Duke of Ves, Duke of Helena, Novellen, Furnestock, Adria, and Lorraine, Baron of Renzfeld, Protector of the Heartlanders, Orenian Highlanders, and Farfolk, etcetera HER IMPERIAL MAJESTY, Anastasia I, Holy Orenian Empress, forever August, Queen of Renatus, Curon, Kaedrin, Salvus, and Seventis, Grand Duchess of Ves, Duchess of Helena, Novellen, Furnestock, Adria, and Lorraine, Baroness of Renzfeld, Protector of the Heartlanders, Orenian Highlanders, and Farfolk, etcetera. His Imperial Excellency, Duke of Azor, Lord Joseph d’Azor His Excellency, Lord Ivan var Ruthern Banjo, The Captain of the Ferrymen, Savior of the Common and Free People, Pillager of Elvenesse, Liberator of Man, The Bringer of Equality, Capturer of the Bastion, Defeater of Racism, Debearder of Grand Kings, Sailor of the Seas, 2x Mr. Almaris, Emperor of the Roads, Lord of Shipwreck Keep, Occupier of New Providence, 40 Star General, The Greater Lobster Fisherman, Premortem Saint of Epic Ballads, Protector of the Farfolk

PROTECTORS OF THE FARFOLKS I have yet to meet such welcoming and honorable people as the Farfolk who live in the Fakhr Oasis. It warms my heart that such people bring light to the world of Almaris in times of turmoil and darkness. Therefore I declare the following: I. The Fakhr Oasis is under the protection of the Ferrymen II. The Ferrymen will aid the Fakhr Oasis in any conflict they engage in, defensive or offensive. Signed, Banjo, The Captain of the Ferrymen, Savior of the Common and Free People, Pillager of Elvenesse, Liberator of Man, The Bringer of Equality, Capturer of the Bastion, Defeater of Racism, Debearder of Grand Kings, Sailor of the Seas, 2x Mr. Almaris, Emperor of the Roads, Lord of Shipwreck Keep, Occupier of New Providence, 40 Star General, The Greater Lobster Fisherman, Premortem Saint of Epic Ballads, Protector of the Farfolk

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A TAVERN’S PROTECTION 10th of Sun’s Smile, Year 58 SA Victory has indeed been claimed today, as forces of the Tripartite Alliance sieged Southbridge and came out victorious. As the Grand Kingdom of Urguan comes to reign over its new lands, a lonely tavern run by a devoted Imperial is left to take his hard work elsewhere at the threats of eviction and the demolition of his life’s savings. Once again, the Ferrymen stand for the common people. With this in mind, I proclaim that Destiny's Tavern is under the Ferrymen’s protection. The Ferrymen will stand guard and remove any who put disrespect on the tavern owner's hard work. If Urguan attempts to forcefully evict the tavern owner from his hard-earned lands, they will have to fight us for it. Signed, Banjo, The Captain of the Ferrymen, Savior of the Common and Free People, Pillager of Elvenesse, Liberator of Man, The Bringer of Equality, Capturer of the Bastion, Defeater of Racism, Debearder of Grand Kings, Sailor of the Seas, 2x Mr. Almaris, Emperor of the Roads, Lord of Shipwreck Keep, Occupier of New Providence, 40 Star General, The Greater Lobster Fisherman, Premortem Saint of Epic Ballads.

TO CATCH A CRAWFISH 14th of the First Seed, Year 58 of SA “Too focused on the cheese, they fell for the gate!” - Django https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h4UqMyldS7Q The story behind this raid is quite simple, a tale to be told for ages. A small, but strong, force of 1,100 Ferrymen sneaked their way into the heart of New Providence. At the back of the city there was a little separated neighborhood by gate, and this is where the infamous baiter Django sat patiently, waiting for hours until he could finally trap the Imperials. The rest of the Ferrymen forces, led by Captain Banjo, scaled the walls and located the enemy rally. At the mere sight of the Ferrymen, General Erik var Ruthern blindly ordered his soldiers to charge! As though they were rats focused on cheese within a trap, they fell for the gates as they chased the Ferrymen back to the small town where Django closed the gates on a sizable portion of their army. Among these fallen men who drunkenly charged into the trap was their General, Erik. Powerless before the gates, the Orenians were in horror at the sight of their brothers-in-arms being slain at the device of their very own main strategy - gate trapping. As they fled, the Ferrymen pursued and struck down the entirety of the Imperial army stationed within the capital. The Ferrymen baited and killed the entirety of the Imperial army. They fought with wits and in their natural prowess and once again proved, small wins against big. 2,300 of the 2,400 Imperials were killed. 1,100 of the 1,100 Ferrymen survived. Signed, Banjo, The Captain of the Ferrymen, Savior of the Common and Free People, Pillager of Elvenesse, Liberator of Man, The Bringer of Equality, Capturer of the Bastion, Defeater of Racism, Debearder of Grand Kings, Sailor of the Seas, 2x Mr. Almaris, Emperor of the Roads, Lord of Shipwreck Keep, Occupier of New Providence, 40 Star General, The Greater Lobster Fisherman, Premortem Saint of Epic Ballads.