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GreivousKhan said
Well they be arriving from the air?
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Welcome to my Profile!
It's good to be back around the Guild again after a while off, but here we are. Uhhh, let's see where to start, I'm Sandman, and I like to roleplay, play video games, and listen to music. I'm a mechanic during my day job, and I'm also a student in that same field, though I'm also interested in eventually making music. I don't know how much of a reliable dream that is, but you never know, yeah? Anyways.
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Speking of Valenwood, Burkash may be sending an emissary to the Wood Orcs soon.
Just as a heads up to everyone at the summit:
I will probably not be available until Friday night (hooray for American holidays), so if you guys are going to say anything to the Orcs, they will be there for the summit so just do the the offering dance, then proceed to shoot me a PM. I'll be sure to respond to it.
I will probably not be available until Friday night (hooray for American holidays), so if you guys are going to say anything to the Orcs, they will be there for the summit so just do the the offering dance, then proceed to shoot me a PM. I'll be sure to respond to it.
Quick update on the summit, ladies and gents:
-1 hour break ended
-Khajiit show up, albeit late
-Empire and Dominion come to somewhat of an agreement
-Naval Trade Union proposed
-Redguards arrive
-Redguards and Nords propose trading alliance, to the protest of the Orcs who eventually concede
-Nords and Redguards discuss naval agreement
-Orcs and Altmer discuss potential military trade agreement
-Orcs and Dunmer discuss trade and sending a Telvanni Mage-Lord to Orsinium
-1 hour break ended
-Khajiit show up, albeit late
-Empire and Dominion come to somewhat of an agreement
-Naval Trade Union proposed
-Redguards arrive
-Redguards and Nords propose trading alliance, to the protest of the Orcs who eventually concede
-Nords and Redguards discuss naval agreement
-Orcs and Altmer discuss potential military trade agreement
-Orcs and Dunmer discuss trade and sending a Telvanni Mage-Lord to Orsinium
So, how will this work? Will we all just post in kind?
darkwolf687 said
Argh... All right Morrowind, I concede that was well played. You've managed to turn the 3rd Legion into a national joke, disgraced one of the Legates and embarrassed Cheydinhal's Gaurdsmen and Leaders, while actually ending up scoring points with the Empire and its people... And given me a headache with it allYou sneaky little bastard haha
#MerSuperiority
I have no opinion on the matter. I don't care as long as it happens.
Dervish said
Post is up!If anyone was curious as to what Felicia Harding looks like and if I haven't posted it yet,I'm going to go over your sheet shortly, Sandman! Thanks for the patience. Soul assures me you're good people, so I am reassured. :P
Hm? Oh, sorry, was distracted by your avatar, and making puns upon the Mede Empire and what not in other threads...nyes...nyes...Oh, and I suppose I'm good-ish people. It depends on my mood.
20th of Midyear, 4E 205
Stormhold, Blackmarsh
Chief Yagurz gro-Balfaz
Yagurz inhaled the swampy air of Black Marsh, his honour guard of ten orcs in full heavy armor marching alongside him. Yagurz looked like an older orc, in fact, for male orcs he was relatively old, being in his mid-40s. He had seen many things in his time, even participated in the defense of Orsinium during the Great War...now, though, he saw this as a good time for peace, despite Umog's misgivings.
As they approached the city gates of Stormhold, Yagurz held up his fist bringing his troops to a halt. As they halted, Yagurz approached the gates, announcing himself as necessary, "I am Chief Yagurz gro-Balfaz, representative of Orsinium for the Stormhold Summit." The gates of Stormhold opened, and in marched Yagurz, alongside his honour guard.
They drifted in, catching sight of the Breton entourage. Yagurz held in his displeasure...this was going to be one long, long summit for all those involved. Particularly with the...history of High Rock and Orsinium.
29th of Midyear, 4E 205
Around Helgen, Skyrim
Murzol gro-Gozur, Scout
The sunlight pierced through the tree line as Murzol and his partner, Mograk, moved through the forest. They were under explicit orders from Lagash: make contact with bandit groups and send them to the Hammerfell-Skyrim border, if course, this is easier said than done.
The two orcs spotted what they figured to be the improbable: A military-style camp in the middle of the forests of Skyrim. Murzul and Mograk kept their wits about them as they moved in quietly, silently observing the camp.
Within the tents, they could clearly see what seemed to be a traditional funeral pyre, a heavily armored figure atop the meticulously constructed mountain of kindling. The sentries seemed to be slacking in their duties, most of them attending the funeral, and those who weren't seemed to be drunk, or knocking back more than a few drinks. The two of them crept in closer and closer, hearing the ending of the eulogy for the camp's leader.
"...And so, we commit Aksel Flame-Heart to Sovngarde. May his enemies and killer face the wrath of Shor. So, shall it be." With that, a Nord clad in steel lit the funeral pyre, the flames scaling high to burn the corpse...off in the distance, several other pillars of smoke rose high in the sky, indicating a similar occurrence throughout the rest of the land.
As the warriors drifted away from the pyre, the one clad in steel noticed the two orcs, "Orcs!" He shouted, clearly he was the brilliant one of them. The warriors rushed to the orcs and Murzul scowled, pulling out a piece of parchment. The group of them slowed down for a moment and one of their leaders grabbed the piece of paper, "What is this?" the Nord asked, and Murzul cleared his throat speaking loudly for the camp to hear, "Alert your allies that a meeting is being called at the Hammerfell border. All shall be revealed then." One of the warriors in the back blurted out, "What of Jartod?! What of our resistance?!" Murzul looked into the crowd and merely replied, "If you wish to fell Jartod, come to Hammerfell with your allies." With that, Murzul and Mograk disappeared into the forest once more, searching for bandits and other rogues.
29th of Midyear, 4E 205
Knifepoint Ridge, Skyrim
Zurog gra-Gog
Zurog, on the other hand, was not as brave as Murzol. She was a bit more...cautious, particularly around groups such as these. She had heard tales of groups such as these, and wasn't excited to become up-close and personal with them.
Slowly, she looked at the piece of parchment that she had, and speared it with one of her arrows, firing it over the wooden palisade that encased the camp and ran back into the woods, looking to return to camp with her partner and move on to other locations.
23rd of Midyear, 4E 205
Hammerfell-Skyrim Border
General Lagash gro-Nagrum
Lagash strolled through the camp, a company of Orsinium's finest warriors surrounding him. The lot of them were ready for the next step of the plan laid out by Burkash. With any luck, it just might work...but luck was for fools, or so Lagash figured.
The tents were laid out in a fashion similar to that of your typical Orc Stronghold, as typical as that gets. Lagash observed as the company constructed the palisade that would eventually grow to encompass the entirety of their camp. He smirked as he watched the wall begin to take some real shape, as opposed to the open clearing that had come to characterize this site.
"Remember, men!" He shouted to them, "First the palisade, then the earthworks! We won't be caught with our walls unbuilt."
Actions:
-Scouts have made contact with Bandits and Anti-Jartod rebels, sending them all to one place: the Hammerfell Border
-Lagash has established a camp on the Hammerfell border, for what purpose, however, is unknown
-The Orsinium envoy has arrived in Stormhold
Stormhold, Blackmarsh
Chief Yagurz gro-Balfaz
Yagurz inhaled the swampy air of Black Marsh, his honour guard of ten orcs in full heavy armor marching alongside him. Yagurz looked like an older orc, in fact, for male orcs he was relatively old, being in his mid-40s. He had seen many things in his time, even participated in the defense of Orsinium during the Great War...now, though, he saw this as a good time for peace, despite Umog's misgivings.
As they approached the city gates of Stormhold, Yagurz held up his fist bringing his troops to a halt. As they halted, Yagurz approached the gates, announcing himself as necessary, "I am Chief Yagurz gro-Balfaz, representative of Orsinium for the Stormhold Summit." The gates of Stormhold opened, and in marched Yagurz, alongside his honour guard.
They drifted in, catching sight of the Breton entourage. Yagurz held in his displeasure...this was going to be one long, long summit for all those involved. Particularly with the...history of High Rock and Orsinium.
29th of Midyear, 4E 205
Around Helgen, Skyrim
Murzol gro-Gozur, Scout
The sunlight pierced through the tree line as Murzol and his partner, Mograk, moved through the forest. They were under explicit orders from Lagash: make contact with bandit groups and send them to the Hammerfell-Skyrim border, if course, this is easier said than done.
The two orcs spotted what they figured to be the improbable: A military-style camp in the middle of the forests of Skyrim. Murzul and Mograk kept their wits about them as they moved in quietly, silently observing the camp.
Within the tents, they could clearly see what seemed to be a traditional funeral pyre, a heavily armored figure atop the meticulously constructed mountain of kindling. The sentries seemed to be slacking in their duties, most of them attending the funeral, and those who weren't seemed to be drunk, or knocking back more than a few drinks. The two of them crept in closer and closer, hearing the ending of the eulogy for the camp's leader.
"...And so, we commit Aksel Flame-Heart to Sovngarde. May his enemies and killer face the wrath of Shor. So, shall it be." With that, a Nord clad in steel lit the funeral pyre, the flames scaling high to burn the corpse...off in the distance, several other pillars of smoke rose high in the sky, indicating a similar occurrence throughout the rest of the land.
As the warriors drifted away from the pyre, the one clad in steel noticed the two orcs, "Orcs!" He shouted, clearly he was the brilliant one of them. The warriors rushed to the orcs and Murzul scowled, pulling out a piece of parchment. The group of them slowed down for a moment and one of their leaders grabbed the piece of paper, "What is this?" the Nord asked, and Murzul cleared his throat speaking loudly for the camp to hear, "Alert your allies that a meeting is being called at the Hammerfell border. All shall be revealed then." One of the warriors in the back blurted out, "What of Jartod?! What of our resistance?!" Murzul looked into the crowd and merely replied, "If you wish to fell Jartod, come to Hammerfell with your allies." With that, Murzul and Mograk disappeared into the forest once more, searching for bandits and other rogues.
29th of Midyear, 4E 205
Knifepoint Ridge, Skyrim
Zurog gra-Gog
Zurog, on the other hand, was not as brave as Murzol. She was a bit more...cautious, particularly around groups such as these. She had heard tales of groups such as these, and wasn't excited to become up-close and personal with them.
Slowly, she looked at the piece of parchment that she had, and speared it with one of her arrows, firing it over the wooden palisade that encased the camp and ran back into the woods, looking to return to camp with her partner and move on to other locations.
23rd of Midyear, 4E 205
Hammerfell-Skyrim Border
General Lagash gro-Nagrum
Lagash strolled through the camp, a company of Orsinium's finest warriors surrounding him. The lot of them were ready for the next step of the plan laid out by Burkash. With any luck, it just might work...but luck was for fools, or so Lagash figured.
The tents were laid out in a fashion similar to that of your typical Orc Stronghold, as typical as that gets. Lagash observed as the company constructed the palisade that would eventually grow to encompass the entirety of their camp. He smirked as he watched the wall begin to take some real shape, as opposed to the open clearing that had come to characterize this site.
"Remember, men!" He shouted to them, "First the palisade, then the earthworks! We won't be caught with our walls unbuilt."
Actions:
-Scouts have made contact with Bandits and Anti-Jartod rebels, sending them all to one place: the Hammerfell Border
-Lagash has established a camp on the Hammerfell border, for what purpose, however, is unknown
-The Orsinium envoy has arrived in Stormhold
GreivousKhan said
300 ships is the equivalent of pearl harbor.
Just looked it up, it's actually larger than the entirety of the current US Navy.
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