Written By Mayir
March 17, 2018, 12:22 p.m.(5/17/1008 AR)
We ran into some scary stuff last night out on the seas, the supply convoy. A bad storm came up.
We all made it though. Me, Magpie, Fortunato, and all the crew.
We lost the Crow's Nest, though. My ship. My cog. She was brand new. This was her first time out on a real mission on the seas.
We never even had a formal christening for her. Maybe that's why she got taken. If I get a new ship, I'm going to make sure Thena says some words, right away. A Knight of Solace offering blessings to Mangata is like twice the blessing. Gild and Mangata, you know?
I guess I should be glad the crew made it. Boats can be replaced; sailors can't.
But I'm not wearing my captain's hat anymore. You can't wear the hat if you're not a captain. That's just the rules.
We all made it though. Me, Magpie, Fortunato, and all the crew.
We lost the Crow's Nest, though. My ship. My cog. She was brand new. This was her first time out on a real mission on the seas.
We never even had a formal christening for her. Maybe that's why she got taken. If I get a new ship, I'm going to make sure Thena says some words, right away. A Knight of Solace offering blessings to Mangata is like twice the blessing. Gild and Mangata, you know?
I guess I should be glad the crew made it. Boats can be replaced; sailors can't.
But I'm not wearing my captain's hat anymore. You can't wear the hat if you're not a captain. That's just the rules.
Written By Alis
March 17, 2018, 10:25 a.m.(5/17/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Eirlys
Sister.
I don't really have words yet. News reached us and... I just don't. I can't, yet. Know that your niece, and all of the sibling that come after her will know of your bravery. We will not forget, and your memory will live on through them.
I don't really have words yet. News reached us and... I just don't. I can't, yet. Know that your niece, and all of the sibling that come after her will know of your bravery. We will not forget, and your memory will live on through them.
Written By Marian
March 17, 2018, 10:21 a.m.(5/17/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Lark
Princess Lark Grayson, High Lady of the Crownlands,
I want to thank you for the service the warriors of Grayson provided to House Redrain. Without the defense of our allied forces, Redrain would have lost more people at the Battle of Stormwall. Please consider giving Prince Aiden Grayson a commendation for his brilliant strategy on the battlefield. When his brother last minute gave him the mantle to lead so he could seek personal glory in the battlefield, Prince Aiden stood strong and did his best. My only regret is the time and effort that was spent training Prince Ainsley in matters of Northern warfare that could have been better spent on one who didn't abandon his command of the entire Grayson contingent that went to Stormwall. Prince Aiden did not have that benefit and aided the allied Compact forces showing the mettle of Grayson's might by leveraging the reports that Duke Harlan Ashford was sending from the field.
Lady Emily Deepwood stood on the beaches and provided excellent shots with her trebuchet that capsized many boats, preventing many of the enemy from reaching shore. Marquis Malesh Stonewood was badly injured by burning pitch that was launched from enemy ships at sea, but he still lives to fight another day. Count Thesarin Riven calmed panicked non-combatants who had foolishly not evacuated and stopped the crush from injuring our soldiers. Lord Michael Bisland led the defenders on the wall to push off those trying to invade the city. His quick thinking on the field saved many lives. Dame Esoka Greenblood took on a commander of the Marinites, avenging the death of my cousin, Lady Eirlys Greenmarch, who took the attack intended for Dame Esoka, giving her life. So much bravery, so much effort. Lady Rey Laveer put her healing talents to the test and saved many lives on the battlefield. Countess Mia Riven not only healed those in need but when the healing tents were taken by the enemy, she defended them with the ferocity of a warrior, almost losing her life in the process. Even craftsmen like, Rickard Corsetina, lended his hand in the battlefield to defend my people.
Reports are still coming in on how the troops are doing post battle, I will send more updates so that you are aware of the welfare of your people.
To the Last!
Princess Marian Redrain
Warchief and Sword Farhaven
I want to thank you for the service the warriors of Grayson provided to House Redrain. Without the defense of our allied forces, Redrain would have lost more people at the Battle of Stormwall. Please consider giving Prince Aiden Grayson a commendation for his brilliant strategy on the battlefield. When his brother last minute gave him the mantle to lead so he could seek personal glory in the battlefield, Prince Aiden stood strong and did his best. My only regret is the time and effort that was spent training Prince Ainsley in matters of Northern warfare that could have been better spent on one who didn't abandon his command of the entire Grayson contingent that went to Stormwall. Prince Aiden did not have that benefit and aided the allied Compact forces showing the mettle of Grayson's might by leveraging the reports that Duke Harlan Ashford was sending from the field.
Lady Emily Deepwood stood on the beaches and provided excellent shots with her trebuchet that capsized many boats, preventing many of the enemy from reaching shore. Marquis Malesh Stonewood was badly injured by burning pitch that was launched from enemy ships at sea, but he still lives to fight another day. Count Thesarin Riven calmed panicked non-combatants who had foolishly not evacuated and stopped the crush from injuring our soldiers. Lord Michael Bisland led the defenders on the wall to push off those trying to invade the city. His quick thinking on the field saved many lives. Dame Esoka Greenblood took on a commander of the Marinites, avenging the death of my cousin, Lady Eirlys Greenmarch, who took the attack intended for Dame Esoka, giving her life. So much bravery, so much effort. Lady Rey Laveer put her healing talents to the test and saved many lives on the battlefield. Countess Mia Riven not only healed those in need but when the healing tents were taken by the enemy, she defended them with the ferocity of a warrior, almost losing her life in the process. Even craftsmen like, Rickard Corsetina, lended his hand in the battlefield to defend my people.
Reports are still coming in on how the troops are doing post battle, I will send more updates so that you are aware of the welfare of your people.
To the Last!
Princess Marian Redrain
Warchief and Sword Farhaven
Written By Mailys
March 17, 2018, 10:03 a.m.(5/17/1008 AR)
So it has begun. I find the burdens at home are beginning to close on me as much as the tidings of war are beginning to fill the city.
Written By Agatha
March 17, 2018, 8:56 a.m.(5/17/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Elgana
In case this gets back before my big armored rump, please someone tell Elgana to stop worrying. Her handkerchief is fine and it only has a little blood on it and I will wash it a lot when I get back to the city.
People were tremendously brave, sometimes when it meant helping the ones that were most afraid. We walk a world that may have weird stuff in it, but it we walk it with heroes, little sister. Heroes that protect us, heroes that sacrifice for us, heroes that inspire us.
Honor them.
I will go sleep in a wagon now. Okay.
People were tremendously brave, sometimes when it meant helping the ones that were most afraid. We walk a world that may have weird stuff in it, but it we walk it with heroes, little sister. Heroes that protect us, heroes that sacrifice for us, heroes that inspire us.
Honor them.
I will go sleep in a wagon now. Okay.
Written By Calaudrin
March 17, 2018, 8:39 a.m.(5/17/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Esoka
Gave her life for you?!
*there's a lot of underlining*
You can't even read this until you get back. I'm just going to mope around the shop some more. I'll go visit that bird so it can squawk at me some more.
*there's a lot of underlining*
You can't even read this until you get back. I'm just going to mope around the shop some more. I'll go visit that bird so it can squawk at me some more.
Written By Jacque
March 17, 2018, 8:35 a.m.(5/17/1008 AR)
I made a speech at the battle. Right now, I prefer to remain silent on it to honor a friend. Until we meet again, Lady Eirlys. You have honored your family in deed and word.
Written By Marian
March 17, 2018, 8:34 a.m.(5/17/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Darren
High Lord Darren,
I'm still here. We've contained the enemy within the burning walls of Stormwall. We burned to Marinites To The Last! Marquis Mydas Acheron stood by me side by side and helped me lead our Redrain armies to victory. Prince Aiden Grayson stepped up when his brother took to the field, and provided a brilliant strategy for the allied Compact forces. Our victory would not have been assured without their contributions. Prince Edain Valardin and Sir Preston of the Templars assisted our commanders on the beaches to first take those landing and second to cut down those Marinites that tried to escape our trap in Stormwall.
Our money was well spent on Lord Tobias Telmar and the Crimson Blades. Violet Marjawn down many targets, those leading the Marinites into battle with her bow. My recommendation is to provide a pension to his men, as we will do with our own, since they died trying to protect what is ours. Lord Sigurd and Dame Thena held the passes open and fought the enemy when they tried to trap us. I am deeply grateful to the Gods and the spirits who heard the cries of the Faithful and the shamans led by Lady Khanne Halfshav, sinking many of the ships by storm. This could have been so much worse. This Pirate King was not dispatched by our efforts, only turned away. Eilonwy Thunderoak and Lady Reigna Keaton organized the healers to mitigate some of the damage done on the field.
I am running out of parchment...there are too many stories of bravery done by those on the field for me to contain it in this letter. My apologies for the soot and ash that stains these words. We lost many in our efforts to keep back the Marinites. I can not end this letter without calling for a wail for my cousin, Lady Eirlys Greenmarch, who sacrificed her life for another on the field. She was the Sword of Greenmarch, a woman I trained by my own hand. I hope that she knows that I am proud of her actions. Her sacrifice will not be forgotten.
We fought to the Last!
Princess Marian Redrain
Warchief and Sword of Farhaven
I'm still here. We've contained the enemy within the burning walls of Stormwall. We burned to Marinites To The Last! Marquis Mydas Acheron stood by me side by side and helped me lead our Redrain armies to victory. Prince Aiden Grayson stepped up when his brother took to the field, and provided a brilliant strategy for the allied Compact forces. Our victory would not have been assured without their contributions. Prince Edain Valardin and Sir Preston of the Templars assisted our commanders on the beaches to first take those landing and second to cut down those Marinites that tried to escape our trap in Stormwall.
Our money was well spent on Lord Tobias Telmar and the Crimson Blades. Violet Marjawn down many targets, those leading the Marinites into battle with her bow. My recommendation is to provide a pension to his men, as we will do with our own, since they died trying to protect what is ours. Lord Sigurd and Dame Thena held the passes open and fought the enemy when they tried to trap us. I am deeply grateful to the Gods and the spirits who heard the cries of the Faithful and the shamans led by Lady Khanne Halfshav, sinking many of the ships by storm. This could have been so much worse. This Pirate King was not dispatched by our efforts, only turned away. Eilonwy Thunderoak and Lady Reigna Keaton organized the healers to mitigate some of the damage done on the field.
I am running out of parchment...there are too many stories of bravery done by those on the field for me to contain it in this letter. My apologies for the soot and ash that stains these words. We lost many in our efforts to keep back the Marinites. I can not end this letter without calling for a wail for my cousin, Lady Eirlys Greenmarch, who sacrificed her life for another on the field. She was the Sword of Greenmarch, a woman I trained by my own hand. I hope that she knows that I am proud of her actions. Her sacrifice will not be forgotten.
We fought to the Last!
Princess Marian Redrain
Warchief and Sword of Farhaven
Written By Lou
March 17, 2018, 8:03 a.m.(5/16/1008 AR)
On another note, when I get back to the city I need to have a visit with Mistress Hana to repair my crossbow. A bolt got stuck and would not dislodge during the battle. And, I may have damaged it a bit further in hitting it against several sacks near to the end of the battle. What can I say? I was frustrated. I expect if the marinites had boarded our ship, I might have used it, instead, as a club because then I would be certain that something would be getting hit somewhere.
Mason will be glad to know that I did not yet get a chance to blood my new diamondplate sword that he got me for my birthday. But it is so, so very pretty!
Mason will be glad to know that I did not yet get a chance to blood my new diamondplate sword that he got me for my birthday. But it is so, so very pretty!
Written By Lou
March 17, 2018, 7:59 a.m.(5/16/1008 AR)
I did not write a will. It was, perhaps, selfish of me not to do it. However, every time I sat down to do it, I couldn't bring myself to bring quill to paper. I did not want to imagine a world where my husband had to live without his wife, and my daughter, my sweet sweet Safiyyah, had to live without her mother. I just couldn't. So, I didn't write a will. Instead, I prayed to the Gods to keep me safe in battle. And, so they did.
The battle was chaotic, messy, and full of sights I'd never seen before in my life. We were warned during some of the meetings about what we'd face, from those who experienced it first hand, but you can never be prepared for the horrors you'd be facing yourself.
Outside of nervousness over the battle, the first thing I experienced was a growing feeling in the pit of my stomach, and an overwhelming, almost supernatural sense of fear. And then, that fear washed away. Not to nothing. No never to nothing. It was there. Always, but it was manageable. It was /normal/, when it almost wasn't.
Someone must have done something in Setarco. I'm not sure who they were, but I am grateful to whatever aid they offered in beseeching the Gods to help us - for I cannot think of any being or creature other than the Gods that could have washed away those feelings of fear with the hope, peace, and confidence we needed to face the fight we fought. I will make sure to thank the Gods for their aid, this day, and every day, knowing that while arrows rained all around me, that I did not take a scratch of damage during the battle.
I also thank my sister, Reese, for lending me her armor. I fully believe if I did not have her steel set to use, that perhaps i would not have come out so lucky. I am also so very grateful that both she and Luca came out of this well and good.
As to the horrors we saw? Well... the ships that came upon us were not like anything you'd ever seen before. They resembled the ones that we used, of course, but they were damaged... broken... how they were sea worthy is anyone's guess, as they should have been at the bottom of the sea. And the smells that came off them? The people...? No, things... that we fought, might have once been human but I just don't know if they still were when we fought them. It was so very hard to tell. And, I put this here, in plain writing, because there were too many of us that saw what we saw and deny -- still -- that such things can't exist. These terrors do.
No longer can we hide behind superstition. With two battles so close to each other, only a handful of years of part, it is time to pull up our breeches and prepare for the things to come, and ensure that we not only fight for our home, but /win/ so that or home will stay safe. I will always fight to be free and safe, and so that my daughter might grow up in a world that remains free and safe.
The battle was chaotic, messy, and full of sights I'd never seen before in my life. We were warned during some of the meetings about what we'd face, from those who experienced it first hand, but you can never be prepared for the horrors you'd be facing yourself.
Outside of nervousness over the battle, the first thing I experienced was a growing feeling in the pit of my stomach, and an overwhelming, almost supernatural sense of fear. And then, that fear washed away. Not to nothing. No never to nothing. It was there. Always, but it was manageable. It was /normal/, when it almost wasn't.
Someone must have done something in Setarco. I'm not sure who they were, but I am grateful to whatever aid they offered in beseeching the Gods to help us - for I cannot think of any being or creature other than the Gods that could have washed away those feelings of fear with the hope, peace, and confidence we needed to face the fight we fought. I will make sure to thank the Gods for their aid, this day, and every day, knowing that while arrows rained all around me, that I did not take a scratch of damage during the battle.
I also thank my sister, Reese, for lending me her armor. I fully believe if I did not have her steel set to use, that perhaps i would not have come out so lucky. I am also so very grateful that both she and Luca came out of this well and good.
As to the horrors we saw? Well... the ships that came upon us were not like anything you'd ever seen before. They resembled the ones that we used, of course, but they were damaged... broken... how they were sea worthy is anyone's guess, as they should have been at the bottom of the sea. And the smells that came off them? The people...? No, things... that we fought, might have once been human but I just don't know if they still were when we fought them. It was so very hard to tell. And, I put this here, in plain writing, because there were too many of us that saw what we saw and deny -- still -- that such things can't exist. These terrors do.
No longer can we hide behind superstition. With two battles so close to each other, only a handful of years of part, it is time to pull up our breeches and prepare for the things to come, and ensure that we not only fight for our home, but /win/ so that or home will stay safe. I will always fight to be free and safe, and so that my daughter might grow up in a world that remains free and safe.
Written By Thena
March 17, 2018, 7:34 a.m.(5/16/1008 AR)
Dispatches from south of Stormwall — I live, and barely a scratch on me. It was far worse than we were prepared for, but thank the gods, we had some warning. All told, I think we acquitted ourselves well though the loss of the city was unfortunate. My throat and nose are choked with ash this morning.
I wait for the reports of our troop losses to come in. I think there might be no worse feeling.
I wait for the reports of our troop losses to come in. I think there might be no worse feeling.
Written By Aiden
March 17, 2018, 3:53 a.m.(5/16/1008 AR)
Dearest Father,
I've never written you directly, at least, not in this format. I wish you to know that I commanded the Grayson Army, with Princess Marian Redrain and Marquis Mydas Acheron, in one of the greatest and most horrific battles of our time, at Stormwall. We did what we had to do, we did with heavy hearts, but we made decisions to keep the casualties lower than they might have been, had that army gotten beyond us south. I finally understand what you meant, and what it means, to be you son.
Signed Aiden.
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May we never forget those we lost and the efforts of those who fought valiantly beside us, to defend all that we love and cherish.
The loss of stone and wall can be replaced, but our people cannot. We must pray they find their way now, in this aftermath.
My heartfelt condolences go out to those who lost their loved ones, though I encourage you to take heart that they fell so that you could live.
So that we could all live.
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I've never written you directly, at least, not in this format. I wish you to know that I commanded the Grayson Army, with Princess Marian Redrain and Marquis Mydas Acheron, in one of the greatest and most horrific battles of our time, at Stormwall. We did what we had to do, we did with heavy hearts, but we made decisions to keep the casualties lower than they might have been, had that army gotten beyond us south. I finally understand what you meant, and what it means, to be you son.
Signed Aiden.
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May we never forget those we lost and the efforts of those who fought valiantly beside us, to defend all that we love and cherish.
The loss of stone and wall can be replaced, but our people cannot. We must pray they find their way now, in this aftermath.
My heartfelt condolences go out to those who lost their loved ones, though I encourage you to take heart that they fell so that you could live.
So that we could all live.
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Written By Rinel
March 17, 2018, 3:20 a.m.(5/16/1008 AR)
As reports begin to enter Arx of the battle for Stormwall, I am at a loss for words. Certainly firsthand accounts of military affairs should be treated with skepticism, but I can personally vouch for the honesty and perspicacity of my sources. The events that have been recounted to me are miraculous, yet there is a tragedy that hangs above them all. An entire city sacrificed to repel a foe--and how many lives? I quail at the thought of the macabre count to come.
Written By Echo
March 17, 2018, 3:10 a.m.(5/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Eirlys
I never got to say goodbye, I never wanted to say goodbye, and I am at a complete loss for words. I lost my best friend. I'm a complete wreck, and I already miss you so much. I love you, and I'm sorry that I couldn't protect you. I'm so sorry. I don't think I'll be able to get over this. Why did it have to be you?
Written By Malesh
March 17, 2018, 2:56 a.m.(5/16/1008 AR)
Mourn not for me, for I yet live, despite rumors to the contrary. Mourn instead for Eirlys Greenmarch and the countless others that fell. Mourn for Stormwall. I did my duty and somehow managed to survive what should have killed me twice over. Others did their duty and more.
Written By Saoirse
March 17, 2018, 2:27 a.m.(5/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Estaban
I think we can all acknowledge that me pulling out that arrow probably hurt, but can't we just MOVE BEYOND IT. THANK you.
(I am sorry.)
(You are a hero.)
(I am sorry.)
(You are a hero.)
Written By Jericho
March 17, 2018, 1:56 a.m.(5/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Eirlys
My Love, My Fiance, and My heart, Lady Eirlys Greenmarch has died.
She fought valiantly in the Battle of Stormwall, and against such a terrible foe that crawled from darkness, she gave her life to save another. As I write this, my hand is heavy...tears stain my eyes...and I find myself coping horribly with the loss of my heart.
I remember the day we met...she soundly defeated me in sparring, and from that moment on, I knew I would marry this woman someday. But now...the curse that invades this land has taken her away. May all remember: Lady Eirlys Greenmarch is a hero. One we wish had not departed us so soon in her life.
I hear tales that the departed watch over us...that even though they have died, they are still with us in their own way. If, by chance, this is true, know then that I will see you again, Eirlys, in paradise.
By my hand,
Prince Jericho Valardin.
She fought valiantly in the Battle of Stormwall, and against such a terrible foe that crawled from darkness, she gave her life to save another. As I write this, my hand is heavy...tears stain my eyes...and I find myself coping horribly with the loss of my heart.
I remember the day we met...she soundly defeated me in sparring, and from that moment on, I knew I would marry this woman someday. But now...the curse that invades this land has taken her away. May all remember: Lady Eirlys Greenmarch is a hero. One we wish had not departed us so soon in her life.
I hear tales that the departed watch over us...that even though they have died, they are still with us in their own way. If, by chance, this is true, know then that I will see you again, Eirlys, in paradise.
By my hand,
Prince Jericho Valardin.
Written By Violet
March 17, 2018, 1:28 a.m.(5/16/1008 AR)
The battle was I had felt it would be, pitched and hard. Stormwall had to be set ablaze to defeat the enemy. But it was done. Many lost their lives and many were injured. I wish I could say I was not one of the later. Certainly there will be people chiding and clucking over me like hens. I took a spear in the side making sure Lord Tobias was covered. But I am fine and will recover. I likely will have another lovely scar to add to my collection.
I would like to think the Crimson Blades proved themselves the Elite that we are. Something dark, a writhing hooded shadow it seemed, was commanding those using ladders to scale the walls. The shot was an almost impossible one, but my arrow flew straight and true and whatever it is...the dark shadows dissolved when my arrow struck it. It gave us some breathing room anyway.
Also? I loathe wound in the side. Every way you move hurts. And carts? Ugh...
I would like to think the Crimson Blades proved themselves the Elite that we are. Something dark, a writhing hooded shadow it seemed, was commanding those using ladders to scale the walls. The shot was an almost impossible one, but my arrow flew straight and true and whatever it is...the dark shadows dissolved when my arrow struck it. It gave us some breathing room anyway.
Also? I loathe wound in the side. Every way you move hurts. And carts? Ugh...
Written By Joscelin
March 17, 2018, 1:14 a.m.(5/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Sameera
It is the unspoken task of the Guildmaster to love all of her Crafters.
Even the very Difficult ones.
I promise to miss you.
Even the very Difficult ones.
I promise to miss you.
Written By Esoka
March 17, 2018, 12:57 a.m.(5/16/1008 AR)
Relationship Note on Eirlys
Eirlys Greenmarch, beloved of the Spirits and devotee of the Pantheon, gave her life for me upon the fields of Stormwall. It shall not be forgotten. We have vengeance upon her killer and shall honor her memory, I swear to all gods who can hear me.
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