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Post by Azuloth on Apr 5, 2016 19:34:46 GMT -5
Twenty one men were sent to scout the highway to Morith from Helkorth. They were well armed, well led, and knew the way. They believed in their cause. To put a Justea back on the throne, and remake the country into the image of glory it once was, were their end goals. Taking Morith back from Julgrava's dogs was the first step. They walked as a group, proudly portraying their colors. They did not march however, and they did not accost most citizens of the country. Only those with pointed ears or gray skin. Skaldi and humans walked one way or the other without harassment.
-Composition 20 Marauders, 1 Hell Knight
-Location About 20 miles outside Morith.
-Reminder There are bounties set by the SKC on each and every RJG NPC. Known RJG Player Characters will also earn a bounty if they participate in missions against the SKC.
-Bounties Bounties can be set by any faction, or player. The SKC, RJG, and RoC will actively set bounties against players that participate in missions or events against them.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2016 19:37:29 GMT -5
Patrol, Patrol was his first assignment that RJG had given him. He understood why they gave it to him. He was the new guy and they always got the shit assignments. The soldier he was assigned to travel with were far more armed and armored then he was. The soldiers didn't talk to him other then to order him around and to start walking. He would have to earn his place among their ranks. For now he kept quiet and followed along the path with the soldiers waiting to prove to them he was on their side. Artorias pulled up his red cloak hood and kept his eyes on everyone they passed or in the soldiers case "harrassed". It was getting ugly with some of the folks and Artorias half expected they would have a bunch of citizens attempting to kill one of them shortly. Alas none dared tempt fate against the well armed group and gave up trying to insult them back.
Artorias was glad none of them tried to fight. He didn't want to spill innocent blood on the first day. He assumed he would be blamed for it by the soldiers and they would all agree against him. He was the outcast in this case. Artorias let them have their fun and just kept watch making sure no SKC ambushed them.
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Post by Azuloth on Apr 10, 2016 17:56:26 GMT -5
The troops were making good time. So good in fact that they had crossed about five miles in a little under three hours. The terrain had turned steep around that point. The climb up the highway towards Morith was difficult. The Navarre region was famously rocky and hilly. Farmers typically made due with whatever patches of flat land they could find.
"You three, scout the top of this next rise. I don't want any surprises. The SKC must have done some sort of fortifying since we took Helkorth, Viktoria, and Delta."
The Knight in command of the RJG's mission pointed to Artorias, and two marauders. There was a hill that they were coming to, he suspected, clearly, that there were enemy troops or fortifications that could be spotted from up there.
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Post by Allyria Allenmorde on Apr 14, 2016 16:53:13 GMT -5
Allyria was heading towards Delta Province. She had figured that the highway would connect her to that province, and she'd proceed north after a certain point towards her county. Cutting through Skaraptica was more dangerous than it was smart, even though the route was shorter. It was only feasible if, say, she was heading to Hillsfar, or Korasus. To Agharta, she'd have to cut through a much more sizable portion of Skaraptica to get there. She had yet to make an actual decision regarding her route as it wasn't necessary. She was on the road east to the fork that would go south anyway. She figured that if she was feeling brave she could continue on and brave the Karligar border and Skaraptica to get to her lands.
She traveled along with Vekkia, both rode atop horses. Hers was a beautiful creature named Nai'ir, a Verenald thoroughbred. A wonderful horse. They were maybe two minutes from the troop of twenty something Royal Justean Guards along the road, and were talking freely in their mother tongue.
"Atre tam harenir fav ne'teknir'fi Av'Agharta. Ce'carue moash. Av'Nadar kel'woka'nai mekmir tamwe arrelna."
It will be good seeing the lay of Agharta's land. I'm extremely excited. Within three weeks of travel we get there.
"Te'carue? Ne'hazi'ni'ni. Atre rek Nai'ir, Nai'ir dro. Wen ce'maiil hamben ai le rho. Ne'cruilar sorenal mo ce'atre dro. Ce'Arujha varre."
You're excited? The only one. Look at Nai'ir, Nai'ir's not. The light is hurting my eyes. The Cruilar could be anywhere and I can't see. I'd rather be in a book.
They were deep in their conversation. They did not hear the RJG troops two minutes away from them.
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Post by Azuloth on May 25, 2016 14:01:08 GMT -5
The soldiers crested the hill and saw the two half-drokagr, they were talking and seemed to be having a normal conversation. They approached tentatively. These two women did not seem very dangerous to them, but they did seem rich. Their leader would very much want to ransom them. The one approached with his hand raised. The marauders had obvious RJG heraldry on their uniforms.
"Excuse me ladies. For your security, please come with us. Our troops will keep you safe."
"How do you know they even speak Cruic?"
"Most Drokagr are educated, more or less. Ladies?"
"Look at you with your fancy facts."
"Oh shut up Jared, I'm tired of your shit. Ladies, if you'll come with us."
"Fucking intellectuals."
At that point the rest of the troops caught up with them. The knight took the lead and broke up the two knuckleheads, whom were about to come to blows. He gestured at the women and barked his orders. The soldiers acted on them without question.
"Boys, take those grayskins into custody. We'll bring them back to Helkorth. Don't resist my men. It will get ugly otherwise."
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Post by Allyria Allenmorde on May 26, 2016 8:19:21 GMT -5
This was the first time Allyria ran into any of the rebels fighting against the crown. Allyria only had a mild interest in the workings of political movement. She only cared so far as to study it as a subject of academic interest. As far as she was concerned she was an independent land owner and business owner when it came to her property in Cruinthe. Otherwise she was a citizen of Korasus.
She had stopped, as did Vekkia, at the sudden appearance and demands from the two men. She didn't have time to interject before their leader showed up and asked his men to take her into custody.
She thought about fighting for a second. But she couldn't protect Vekkia out in the open like this. They'd manage to kill her before she could kill all of them.
"Of course. I surrender. I am Countess Allyria Allenmorde, the Countess of Agharta and Citizen of Korasus."
There wasn't much of a choice here. She cared too much for her friend to fight them. She hoped her station would be enough to protect them both.
Vekkia didn't know what was happening exactly, but she got the gist that they were under arrest for no reason. She was of course angry about it, but she trusted Allyria and followed her lead.
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