Raiders have landed from distant shores

Started by zerotje, May 07, 2025, 09:03:46 AM

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zerotje

[A wooden sign stands in the desert in the vicinity of Ephia's Well.]



The Raider had guided our humble ship whose sails caught much wind, with blessings of bronze, blessings of rust, blessings of salt and blessings of purpose, we arrived in Ephian lands.

Tales much exaggerated reached our frosty lands regarding your strength and victory in war. What has been heard also, is how much you've bled and how high your corpse pyre reached, a fire that was seen across the Ash Desert, a pile that nearly reached the stars.

By this, comes our opportunity. Riches and spoils, in your possession, and few survivors to guard it!

Agaslakku - The Raider - Commands us, Demands of us, To take!
And in his Bronzen glory, weapons ablaze, we will forge our own legends in your lands.

By your piked heads, By your splintered bones, By your broken Axes, by your bleeding corpses.

What is ours is ours - What is yours is ours!

The raiders have landed - Sons of Skargrim - Come, gloryhounds, join us under the banner of the Raider.

THE EPHIANS WILL BLEED THEIR COIN.

zerotje

By now - Know - The road to the Caravan Camp - The way to Qadira - No longer safe

Stand and Deliver

Reap and Raid

zerotje

EPHIANS

Hark - Knud and Ivar - Sons of Skargrim - Have met with your Legate - And our Ambassador of Frostport
We offered terms - To lay down our arms - And join as Honorguard - Assimilating in Ephia's Well

For we have seen the potentional of your beautiful settlement

Alas - Our most reasonable terms - Were declined utterly

Threatened we were, to have to pay a Hundred Thousand Dinar, to have Capital charges hovering above our heads, with the wrong Magistrate, a Death sentence

Thus we cannot do anything other than continue to raid you now, for these threats by your Legate and dark twisted advisors such as Faith the Vile, we take seriously!

Some day in the future - We will forge friendship - And work against our common foes - We will usher you into an Era of Glory and Honor

Deny not Frostport's extended hand of Friendship