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Hello again friend, I am glad to see you've survived your journey to Essalonia. I've heard rumors of your struggles with Insani. I would wish to invite your greatness to join the campaign alongside the people of Novorra, and help us put an end to this fatal kingdom once and for all.
Sincerely, Al.
Lies.
It is a pleasure to introduce myself to you, I hail from the lands of Novorra, and am in search of allies willing to help put a stop to the rogue nation by the name of Insani. We have prepared an extensive assignment to bring that naive boy to his knees, once and for all.
Your friend, Al.
Slander.
My dear friend, I have been informed of your conflict with the leadership of Insani, and invite you to the halls of Novorra to dine and plan alongside us, a wondrous plan, to bring a great fall to Insani once and for all.
With respect, Al.
Manipulation.
Theon tapped his foot on the hardwood floor, leaning over the miniature scale map of Essalonia that stood in the center of the room. He looked around impatiently at the friends around him, worried for the news they were about to receive.
Suddenly the door cracked open, a foot entered the room, then the cloaked man carefully pushed the door open and entered in the presences of the group.
"Well?"
The man sighed, removing the hood from his head. "We'll, its not good." John Beaubien exasperated, "They're planning an attack. Now."
Theons eyes burst open, the room was filled with worried faces, and Lady Deavereux gasped, "Now? They're finally acting?"
Beaubien nodded "Yes, they're determined to finally bring an end to us. This Al lad, he's managed to bring together our enemies into a coalition, and quite frankly, it's not looking good."
Theon rose up from leaning on the war room table, gripping the sword at his side, "Silvanus, I want you to rally the garrison, get our archer battalion on outskirts of town. We all must stay vigilant. Make sure none is caught off their guard."
Silvanus hopped up, rushing out of the room.
Theon looked at Fikiret, Raylen, and Sunon "Make sure the commonfolk are brought to safety, then join the rest of us at the wall."
Theon then glanced over to Lady Devereux and his cousin Antonia, "Stay here. This is the safest room in the castle. I don't want either of you leaving or getting hurt."
The two ladies nodded, "Don't die." Antonia smirked, both cold and humorously, watching as guards shuffled in the cot that held the ill Lucien Hath.
"There she is!" One of the levies shouted, pointing his sword at the Insani skyline in the distance.
"It's even more disappointing in person." Al smirked behind his mysterious face mask, looking over to Mathias Terro, "Arm some men with torch and flame, we're going to ransack the city. We'll leave no survivors."
Mathias growled at the outsider, "Hell no. I'm not burning down their homes. I'm here to disarm them, not slaughter their innocent."
Al glared back at Mathias in disappointment, "Very well. Do as you wish, Imperator." then glanced over to the bannerman he converted to his cause.
"We've made it! Raise your spirits men! Today we will drop the legacy of Insani here where it stands, we make history today, as it is the day we put an end to the Athius Dynasty! Cut them down!"
The crowd cheered, and rushed toward the defense put before them.
Theon stood beside Silvanus, a line of footman created a shield wall to block the incoming invaders.
"Nock!" Silvanus declared.
The longbowmen raised their weapons to the sky, drawing their arrows back.
"Fire!"
A barrage of arrows were shot up into the air, landing on their unlucky victims below.
As the two armies collided, the sound of clashing steel echoed yards out.
Theon looked around at the battle around him, "God..." he whispered as an enemy levy rushed him.
Theon quickly ducked down, swinging his sword for the mans abdomen.
The soldier grunted, falling over into the muddied dirt.
Anastasia Deavereux listened to the chaos outside in weary as she paced around the room "We can't just sit here..." she mumbled.
Antonia looked over at Devereux, "Everything will be alright, Lady Devereux. Please... Just sit down..."
Anastasia grabbed her short bow from off the table. "I'm not going to just sit around. I'm going to help."
"No you fool! You're going to get yourself killed! This is what they want!" Antonia tried to reason, but it was already too late.
The door flung back closed.
As the fighting continued, the shield wall weakened, causing men to fall back and spread the fighting throughout the forum.
The masked figure slowly entered the forum, walking up to a tipped wagon and climbing on top of it.
Al looked around, seeing the bloodshed unfold before him. Countless nations pinned against each other in a gruesome war.
He raised his arms to the sky.
"Hello men and women of Insani!"
"For years since the birth of Insani, you have been lied to! The leadership of Insani is a lie! You are not free! You are in chains! You are in control by the evil, manipulative boy you call your King!"
Theon looked up at the man yelling such blasphemy, and began running in his direction.
"You are led by a Oligarchy, an oligarchy of Theon Athius and his higher ups. His higher ups are just as corrupt as he is, only caring about their expansion of power and their need to fulfill their greed. Help us, people of Novorra and our faithful allies, put an end to this once and for all!"
A sharp pain suddenly hit Theon in the side and he fell to the dirt, he turned up in the direction of the attack to find Mathias Terro looking down at him.
Al clapped his hands sadistically, before being distracted by the sight of Devereux sneaking across the battle scene. He jumped down from the cart, pulling out his dagger and grinning in pursuit.
"Well, I will admit, you look just like your father." Terro snared, "A shame what happened to him, isn't it?"
Theon looked up at Mathis in both anger and fear, "Yeah. It is. I'm sure you had something to do with it, huh?" he said as he stood back up, gripping his sword with both hands.
"No.. of course not, in fact I think I might miss his presence." Terro swung his battleaxe at Theon.
Theon quickly moved out of the way and dodged the axe, watching it crash down into the mud.
"They're using you, you know..." Theon grunted, swinging back at Mathias.
Mathias parried Theon's attack, slamming the hilt of his axe at Theon, "Excuse me?"
Theon jumped back. "They're using you, they want you to do their dirty work, they know they can't take us out alone!"
"Don't try to justify your fate to me, boy. You sound like your father." Mathias raised his axe up high, ready to swing it down on Theon.
"Comere', B****!" a soldier yelled, dragging a woman and her child out of their house.
Another levy plunged his sword into a farmers back, before lighting the side of their house ablaze.
Two Novorran foot soldiers approached Terro, grinning down at Theon in excitement for the young king's execution.
Terro swung his sword, to the right, and it slammed into one of the levies chest, sending him back into the mud lifeless.
Theon jumped up, surprised, watching as Mathias dealt with the other soldier.
"Hello Lady Devereux, fancy seeing you here." Al laughed, chasing Anastasia down one of the dirt roads.
Anastasia ran as fast as her heart paced, and quickly turned into an alley.
A stone wall blocked the end of the alley, and Anastasia spun around to see Al enter, gripping his blade.
"Comere' you traitorous w****, it's time you've learned your lesson."
"Excuse me?" A voice came from behind the two.
Al spun around to find Fikiret with her bow drawn and a large clockwork winged contraption strapped to her back. "I think you're the only one learning a lesson, buddy." Raylen and Sunon stood by her side.
Mathias pulled his axe out of the chest of a fallen Novorran blade, and looked out at the others surrounding him.
Theon picked up his sword and shield, standing by Mathias.
"Comon!" one of the levies shouted, "F****** get them!"
The footman charged the two at once, and Mathias and Theon quickly went back to back. Hacking and dodging and parring all their attacks and eliminating the swarm.
Once it was clear, the two panted heavily, turning to each other bug eyed.
"Good luck." Mathias looked down at Theon and mumbled under his heavy breath, before trudging off.
Theon watched the Imperator march off in shock of the events that unfolded before him.
A loud cry echoed throughout the town, as a stream of blue and gold chased out the broken invaders.
"Get out of here you scum!" Raylen screamed. "Huzzah!" shouted Beaubien.
Theme Music
Fikiret turned to a footman, hollaring at him, "Get Theon! We finally got this man!"
As the soldier shuffled off, Fikiret spun around to assess her captive only to find him gone.
"F***."
Theon stood and watched the aftermath, still in shock, as soldiers drug the corpses out of the marketplace.
Silvanus approached him, putting his hand on Theon's shoulder, "We did it. We won."
"Yes... Yes we did..." Theon mumbled.
Silvanus looked around at the wrecked town, "We got a lot of work to do..."
"Yes... Yes we do."
Al ran and entered into the shadows once more.
Characters
Theon Athius - @Genecide65
Raylen D'Aramitz - @LanternArchon
Silvanus Aalto - @Cae_22
Antonia Athius - @AtticCat
Fikiret - @Huinkoch
Anastasia Deavereux - @ANT1D0T3
John Beaubien - @Ninja124r
Sunon - @lazysun4646
Mathias Terro - @MyCatBubbles
Xolvemir Dyrnos - @Xolvemir Dyrnos
Al - I wish I knew
Theon tapped his foot on the hardwood floor, leaning over the miniature scale map of Essalonia that stood in the center of the room. He looked around impatiently at the friends around him, worried for the news they were about to receive.
Suddenly the door cracked open, a foot entered the room, then the cloaked man carefully pushed the door open and entered in the presences of the group.
"Well?"
The man sighed, removing the hood from his head. "We'll, its not good." John Beaubien exasperated, "They're planning an attack. Now."
Theons eyes burst open, the room was filled with worried faces, and Lady Deavereux gasped, "Now? They're finally acting?"
Beaubien nodded "Yes, they're determined to finally bring an end to us. This Al lad, he's managed to bring together our enemies into a coalition, and quite frankly, it's not looking good."
Theon rose up from leaning on the war room table, gripping the sword at his side, "Silvanus, I want you to rally the garrison, get our archer battalion on outskirts of town. We all must stay vigilant. Make sure none is caught off their guard."
Silvanus hopped up, rushing out of the room.
Theon looked at Fikiret, Raylen, and Sunon "Make sure the commonfolk are brought to safety, then join the rest of us at the wall."
Theon then glanced over to Lady Devereux and his cousin Antonia, "Stay here. This is the safest room in the castle. I don't want either of you leaving or getting hurt."
The two ladies nodded, "Don't die." Antonia smirked, both cold and humorously, watching as guards shuffled in the cot that held the ill Lucien Hath.
"There she is!" One of the levies shouted, pointing his sword at the Insani skyline in the distance.
"It's even more disappointing in person." Al smirked behind his mysterious face mask, looking over to Mathias Terro, "Arm some men with torch and flame, we're going to ransack the city. We'll leave no survivors."
Mathias growled at the outsider, "Hell no. I'm not burning down their homes. I'm here to disarm them, not slaughter their innocent."
Al glared back at Mathias in disappointment, "Very well. Do as you wish, Imperator." then glanced over to the bannerman he converted to his cause.
"We've made it! Raise your spirits men! Today we will drop the legacy of Insani here where it stands, we make history today, as it is the day we put an end to the Athius Dynasty! Cut them down!"
The crowd cheered, and rushed toward the defense put before them.
Theon stood beside Silvanus, a line of footman created a shield wall to block the incoming invaders.
"Nock!" Silvanus declared.
The longbowmen raised their weapons to the sky, drawing their arrows back.
"Fire!"
A barrage of arrows were shot up into the air, landing on their unlucky victims below.
As the two armies collided, the sound of clashing steel echoed yards out.
Theon looked around at the battle around him, "God..." he whispered as an enemy levy rushed him.
Theon quickly ducked down, swinging his sword for the mans abdomen.
The soldier grunted, falling over into the muddied dirt.
Anastasia Deavereux listened to the chaos outside in weary as she paced around the room "We can't just sit here..." she mumbled.
Antonia looked over at Devereux, "Everything will be alright, Lady Devereux. Please... Just sit down..."
Anastasia grabbed her short bow from off the table. "I'm not going to just sit around. I'm going to help."
"No you fool! You're going to get yourself killed! This is what they want!" Antonia tried to reason, but it was already too late.
The door flung back closed.
As the fighting continued, the shield wall weakened, causing men to fall back and spread the fighting throughout the forum.
The masked figure slowly entered the forum, walking up to a tipped wagon and climbing on top of it.
Al looked around, seeing the bloodshed unfold before him. Countless nations pinned against each other in a gruesome war.
He raised his arms to the sky.
"Hello men and women of Insani!"
"For years since the birth of Insani, you have been lied to! The leadership of Insani is a lie! You are not free! You are in chains! You are in control by the evil, manipulative boy you call your King!"
Theon looked up at the man yelling such blasphemy, and began running in his direction.
"You are led by a Oligarchy, an oligarchy of Theon Athius and his higher ups. His higher ups are just as corrupt as he is, only caring about their expansion of power and their need to fulfill their greed. Help us, people of Novorra and our faithful allies, put an end to this once and for all!"
A sharp pain suddenly hit Theon in the side and he fell to the dirt, he turned up in the direction of the attack to find Mathias Terro looking down at him.
Al clapped his hands sadistically, before being distracted by the sight of Devereux sneaking across the battle scene. He jumped down from the cart, pulling out his dagger and grinning in pursuit.
"Well, I will admit, you look just like your father." Terro snared, "A shame what happened to him, isn't it?"
Theon looked up at Mathis in both anger and fear, "Yeah. It is. I'm sure you had something to do with it, huh?" he said as he stood back up, gripping his sword with both hands.
"No.. of course not, in fact I think I might miss his presence." Terro swung his battleaxe at Theon.
Theon quickly moved out of the way and dodged the axe, watching it crash down into the mud.
"They're using you, you know..." Theon grunted, swinging back at Mathias.
Mathias parried Theon's attack, slamming the hilt of his axe at Theon, "Excuse me?"
Theon jumped back. "They're using you, they want you to do their dirty work, they know they can't take us out alone!"
"Don't try to justify your fate to me, boy. You sound like your father." Mathias raised his axe up high, ready to swing it down on Theon.
"Comere', B****!" a soldier yelled, dragging a woman and her child out of their house.
Another levy plunged his sword into a farmers back, before lighting the side of their house ablaze.
Two Novorran foot soldiers approached Terro, grinning down at Theon in excitement for the young king's execution.
Terro swung his sword, to the right, and it slammed into one of the levies chest, sending him back into the mud lifeless.
Theon jumped up, surprised, watching as Mathias dealt with the other soldier.
"Hello Lady Devereux, fancy seeing you here." Al laughed, chasing Anastasia down one of the dirt roads.
Anastasia ran as fast as her heart paced, and quickly turned into an alley.
A stone wall blocked the end of the alley, and Anastasia spun around to see Al enter, gripping his blade.
"Comere' you traitorous w****, it's time you've learned your lesson."
"Excuse me?" A voice came from behind the two.
Al spun around to find Fikiret with her bow drawn and a large clockwork winged contraption strapped to her back. "I think you're the only one learning a lesson, buddy." Raylen and Sunon stood by her side.
Mathias pulled his axe out of the chest of a fallen Novorran blade, and looked out at the others surrounding him.
Theon picked up his sword and shield, standing by Mathias.
"Comon!" one of the levies shouted, "F****** get them!"
The footman charged the two at once, and Mathias and Theon quickly went back to back. Hacking and dodging and parring all their attacks and eliminating the swarm.
Once it was clear, the two panted heavily, turning to each other bug eyed.
"Good luck." Mathias looked down at Theon and mumbled under his heavy breath, before trudging off.
Theon watched the Imperator march off in shock of the events that unfolded before him.
A loud cry echoed throughout the town, as a stream of blue and gold chased out the broken invaders.
"Get out of here you scum!" Raylen screamed. "Huzzah!" shouted Beaubien.
Theme Music
Fikiret turned to a footman, hollaring at him, "Get Theon! We finally got this man!"
As the soldier shuffled off, Fikiret spun around to assess her captive only to find him gone.
"F***."
Theon stood and watched the aftermath, still in shock, as soldiers drug the corpses out of the marketplace.
Silvanus approached him, putting his hand on Theon's shoulder, "We did it. We won."
"Yes... Yes we did..." Theon mumbled.
Silvanus looked around at the wrecked town, "We got a lot of work to do..."
"Yes... Yes we do."
Al ran and entered into the shadows once more.
Characters
Theon Athius - @Genecide65
Raylen D'Aramitz - @LanternArchon
Silvanus Aalto - @Cae_22
Antonia Athius - @AtticCat
Fikiret - @Huinkoch
Anastasia Deavereux - @ANT1D0T3
John Beaubien - @Ninja124r
Sunon - @lazysun4646
Mathias Terro - @MyCatBubbles
Xolvemir Dyrnos - @Xolvemir Dyrnos
Al - I wish I knew
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