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ORENIANS, WE ARE IN YOUR WALLS. 14th of Malin’s welcome As a group of Dwarves and Sedanites found themselves ambushed within the very Cathedral that had been burnt down just a few Stone Days. Levian’Tol Grandaxe confronted the army of 3,500, alone. The citizens of Haverlock were far too deep in prayer to hear commotion outside, praying to GOD for the spiritual health of their enemies. Levian’Tol did raise his sword, and whilst his sword did swipe at a few torsos, perhaps slicing a few aspects of their bodies, he was over-run and seized. He let out a shout, calling forth the most noble allies of the Tripartite. At this same moment, a number of soldiers of the Tripartite were on patrol. First, Ser Flemius found one soldier, and after being ambushed by this plucky Orenian, they entered into a duel. It was over in a moment, Ser Flemius cutting him down with a swift strike. In another corner outside of Haverlock, a number of soldiers came upon a lone Ferryman. He was challenged by these soldiers, the Ferryman’s aura of dread filling themselves; yet they did not falter. They came upon the man and hacked him down. The allies rushed forward like that of a Tsunami against Haverlock, rushing through to aid their comrades. Yet when they arrived, before their eyes, hundreds of Orenian Soldiers seemed to disappear into smoke. One Ferryman did yet remain to run, holding the plucky retiree under his arm like a burglar in a dwarven hold. They returned to Providence with their tails tucked, for the horns of the Tripartite had sounded. The Tripartite commanders marched forth to aid the Grand Retiree, rushing as quickly as possible to the Bastion, now inundated with Orenian soldiers. The Tripartite broke through, some plucky engineers having managed to unearth secrets to find their way into the city and so did the wave of soldiers pour through once more. As Urguan now filled into the square of Providence, Bakir Ireheart called out to his friend Levian’Tol and there they found him in the Bastion. The Tripartite drew their weapons, preparing to free the Ex-Grand King. Levian’Tol was quickly freed of his binds, and the soldiers of the Tripartite were suddenly called to leave, with only twenty remaining to protect the Grand Retiree. Hu-Din, an Orcish Commander, had now found himself in the Bastion through great subterfuge, and opened the gates. Levian’tol, still dizzy from the kicking and maltreatment he had received, was then escorted back to Kal’Darakaan yet they were accompanied by a guest. A Ferryman Lieutenant. A singular peasant boy was caught out in the escorting, having been too busy picking his nose, the boy had forgotten how to swim. Rather than passing to the swords of Providence, the boy's stone feet brought him beneath the waves. The Ferryman Lieutenant was quickly dispatched without ceremony. Elsewhere, in Haverlock another Sedanite brought down a man possessed. His sword seemed to not miss! Even when brought down he continued to swing and slash. It would so seem that unworldly creatures lay within the ranks of the ISA. The Tripartite once more secures another victory for the good and righteous.
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The Rout at Karosgrad 11th of the sun's smile The morning in Karosgrad was cold as normal, however, movement in the treelines was spotted. Quickly, birds flew from the City of Crows to the members of the Tripartite Accord. Nearly ten thousand Tripartite soldiers quickly assembled in Karosgrad, standing 9,500 strong against the 6,400 raiding party of the ISA. Just as happened three days prior, a massive battle was about to begin once more. ISA, Ferrymen and Blackvale soldiers were quickly spotted outside the city’s gates, blades in their hands. Ready to avenge their fallen. The Tripartite forces were quick to begin their attack, sending out a small force to aggravate the rallied Orenians, and after a success in baiting their soldiers down the hill, the whole host gathered in Karosgrad made a great charge. Oren was chased from the dell and up the hill, where a great skirmish went on for a day. After a rigorous effort, the forces of the Tripartite were able to rout Oren, chasing the vast raiding party all the way to Rimveld Outpost. The fleeing Orenians mustered an ounce of courage and stood their ground, before being routed once more further to the Ferryman Keep far westward in Norland. For a great while the forces of the Tripartite and Oren exchanged charges, the front moving from either side of the frozen lake, between the Ferryman Keep and Rimveld Outpost. After a fluctuating front and multiple routes, the forces of Oren were unable to make a dent into the city, and the fighting came to a halt. At the end of the battle, 7,900 Tripartite Forces stood in the city, having only lost 1,600 men, whilst the remnant Orenians stood at 4,900 having lost 1,500 men. Although it has often been spoken of Oren their failure with mathematics, there was no doubt among the Tripartite soldiers that they had protected Karosgrad, no able to set foot within the city. Orenian bodies littered the road to Haense, the evident reminder of a failed Emperor. The Tripartite Accord once again stands victorious after out-rallying the Unholy City-State of Oren, and having chased their raiding parties out, standing at the end of the battle with a vastly greater number. VICTORY
