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After living for 378 long years (physically he was a 102 years old) of this world Emperor Harald has passed into death, but his life had been full of achievements such as the complete conquest of the British Isles and Normandy, as well as they expansion of the Valgardian lands on the western continents. Yet also in his reign the Valgardians had discovered gunpowder, sailed around the world, came in contact with far away civilizations, advanced their steel producing methods to become the best in the world, and had brought the Valgardian Empire into a new age of prosperity and learning.

Despite all his achievements there was a major dispute between the two elders sons of the emperor. This dispute arose from the fact that they both had equal claims to the throne and as well they both had the support of many nobles and large parts of the army and navy. As for the dispute of the throne it was put to the side as the emperor’s funerary rights were occurring.

After the funerary rights were ending something arose, the dead emperor could not be buried in the Hall of the Departed Emperors because the Throne of Valgard, Crown of the Sea, Scepter of Midgard, and Imperial Sword had to pass to one of the direct line of the emperors. Until one of the direct line of the emperors ascended to seat as Emperor of Valgard the dead emperor will lay in the Hallows of Valgard until the day of the return of the true emperor.

As the day of the funeral ended a heated debate arose between the two princes Reginald (124 years old) and Harold (120 years old). These two princes almost after their father had been laid to rest in the hallows. The fact of this had not caused much controversy due to the desire of the court to put their emperor to rest with his forbearers. As the debate spread finally Prince Reginald left in anger after his brother had refused to withdraw his claim to the throne. With him left about half of the court’s nobles who were loyal to him or supported for other reasons.

When Prince Reginald left Prince Harold established his power over the whole of the valley of Valgard. While Prince Reginald gathered support around Valdra and sent messengers to his supporters throughout the empire be the messengers either be born by sea or by land. To counter this Prince Harold sent out a call to all able bodied Valgardians to join his cause in order for them campaign against the one who had dared to leave his father upon the eve of his funreal.

Thus the first kinstrife in the thousands of years of the royal line had begun.

Areas of support:

Prince Reginald:
Denmark
Southern Norway and Sweden
Wales
Southern England
Newfoundland
Labrador
Nova Scotia

Prince Harold:
Scotland
Iceland
Central and Northern England
Ireland
Northern Sweden and Norway
Quebec
Prince Edward Island
New Brunswick

Civil War Leader Profiles::

Prince Reginald as the elder believes he has the better claim to the throne due to the fact that in the past most often the eldest son took the throne, but there are not any laws that are in favor to his claim the throne. As well he has proven himself a more successful warrior and as well resemble the kings of ancient Valgard both in face and in battle. Reginald stands at 7’2.

Prince Harold claims the thronce because his father had favored him the most due to him being more intelligent, a better fighter, takes things into more consideration, and honors the old Valgardian ways more even having mastered all the old Valgardian tongues and writing systems. As well he bears the face of the of his father with grey eyes and pale gold hair/ Harold stands 7’9.

The Black Palace of Antanjyl was unusually quiet the day that the Valgardian Emperor had died, as a service was held with the nearest high nobles on the roof. It was led by the Deity himself, Emperor Galf, the Divine Emperor and perhaps the one being able to bring forth the high nobles from their petty squabbling to do such a thing. It was the least he could do for a being that he, in a way at least, considered a kindred spirit. If not in body, then perhaps in mind? The years themselves had something to do with this, but in these years the Valgardians and people of Antanjyl were never closer...


The rooftop of the highest tower was black as night, as the rest of the palace was, lit by a group of six enormous torches, burning a material which gave off an eerily green glow. The ambiance was important when one was contacting the creator gods, and as the robed figures stood in a circle, a large stone square was eventually brought forward, with numerous runes carved in. Along with this were two massive copper rods to capture lightning, otherwise known as the divine power...


Suddenly, the organs below began to play on cue as the first crack of thunder burst forward from the distance, as two robed figures brought forward the sacrifice. She was a young woman, and wore a stark white robe as she was placed on the stone block, a calm expression on her face as Galf stood forward and removed his robe, revealing his features. Though the woman flinched, her faith compelled her to remain still as the divine ruler spread his fanged lips to speak in an ancient, forgotten dialect. It was one of the original languages of Antanjyl, now only used by the priesthood...


"To all who arrived... I am glad that you all could make it here for this most holy of ceremonies, the funeral of the Valgardian Emperor..." Galf said in a darkly quiet voice, as he pulled forth a red tomb, made up of some kind of leather, the Original Holy Book of Rituals, "The Emperor Harald has finally left this world for the land of death and oblivion. Woman, what is your name?"


"Arilia... Arilia Demonte..." She whispered quietly, having already known what she was to say as she remained still.


"Please go forward into the other world, where you will protect the Holy Emperor from the clutches of Asmodee! Only you, a virgin of royal blood can confront the beast unscathed. Do you swear your allegiance to Emperor Harald, brave king of the Valgardian race?"

"I do. May Demundza take us upon his breath."


There was a sudden gust of wind atop the tower as the sky opened up and began to pour, a lightning bolt crackling across the sky. It was a good omen to contact the gods, which indeed meant the Valgardian Emperor was doubly blessed. Such good fortune truly brought the right ambiance together as the fires shot upwards and the music blared.


"To release fear..." Galf said quietly as he placed the book in the hands of one of the nobles and stood forward, pulling out a ceremonial dagger and removing the cloth she wore, slowly dragging the blade across her stomach and forming the rune of bravery. As the girl winced, he continued unphased, an almost mystical glow reflecting off of his red eyes as a nearby lightning bolt once more lit up the skies.


Over a half hour of the rune carving continued, removing not only pain, but fear, confusion, ignorance, and especially impurity. By the time Galf finished, the young girl was completely covered in the red sticky liquid, and Galf's hands had taken on the same color. Though it was painful, the young girl stood by admirably, fighting the tears of pain as a lightning bolt suddenly struck overhead, causing a burst of electricity to everyone's amazement.


"You who are without sin of taint..." Galf finally said, the nobles breaking into kneels at the young girl, who was shivering and quaking under the being's words, "The wife of Demundza, and Queen of Purity... We ask of you this, oh ever-watching gods..." He said as the organs below increased in volume and Galf held the bloody knife upwards, "May you accept this girl with open arms! May this sacrifice not be in vain! FOR VALGARDIAN EMPEROR HARALD!!!"


"For Emperor Harald..." The other robed nobles said quietly as a second lightning bolt smacked into the copper rods, buzzing from one to the other as there was a sudden ear-piercing scream. None of the men rose their heads as Galf finished the ritual, removing the knife from her heart.


There was a sudden pause as Galf leaned forward, rubbing a claw against the girl's chin as he delivered a slight kiss to her forehead and withdrew. As he walked for the door, the nobles slowly stood up according to rank and followed him inside, soon to be replaced by the High Priest to deliver some final good will omens before taking the body to Mosperiburg. The ritual was a success.


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Hours later the Emperor finished cleaning up and returned to his throne as the walls were opened to reveal the storm outside. A group of advisors were now kneeling in front of it, and with a slight move of his claws one of them suddenly rose. The fact that the Emperor sitting was still far taller than the man gave the creature sitting in the chair an almost divine look to him. The fact that everyone treated him like a God in the palace only sealed it further...

"I take it this is about the Valgardians? Have they chosen a heir?" Galf muttered quietly, in the dark guttural tongue of the Antanjylian Rashidi Religion, despite the aura of his voice he seemed more or less as calm as ever.

"Yes... It appears there is some conflict over the coming heir. I was wondering if you would like to take up a stance at this point..." The young man said quietly with a pale smile.

"Ah... No no, that would be disrespectful, especially so soon after the Emperor has departed. Let us wait for one of them to come to us, and allow the child to make any alliance he sees fit. As well it should, since our soldiers have yet to return from Europe."

"Aye, my Divine One..."

The news of this internal squabbling had reached the ears of King Karl von Urlhelm. A single candle flickered as the king sat in thought, surrounded by his advisors. One of them, Count Ulric Essenheim, pounded a fist on the scarred wooden table.

"We should attack! Now is the time to strike! The lands of Normandy are ours by right and by the grace of God."

A second lord, Baron Arnault D'Lyon shook his head.

"I disagree. A war with the Vlagardians could be costly and even go against us. They have good steel, and even that 'gunpowder' which I have heard of. We should back one side or the other, not attack. An attack could unify them against us."

Essenheim glared back at D'lyon.

"Bah! We will grind them into the dust beneath the hooves of our cavalry. God will be with us."

As D'lyon opened his mouth to speak again, the king held up a hand for silence.

"Gentlemen. We will attack. Access to the British Channel will undoubtedly be of use. The army will gather at Brest and Paris. Gott mit Uns."

There was a mumured agreement, albeit grudgingly from some. Rodenka was going to war.

The Prince Reginald has mustered a rather vast army of 200,000 soldiers, most of them being members of the army or being recently retired veterans. Yet his greatest strength was he had the support of sixty percent of the navy which would be important in fighting this war on the many fronts. Yet he did not have the support of most of the nobles or the larger cities (save Valdra) because he drew his support from mostly the costal areas and the farms.

Prince Harold has gathered his forces from throughout the empire which composed an army of 240,000 soldiers mostly of Valgardian descent. The greater part of the army supports him due to Prince Harold’s higher pay and greater benefits after the soldiers retired. In the cities he had built his support by giving out free handouts of money and promising to renew the building programs of his father and even make the programs greater then before.

As both sides had gathered their full forces for the upcoming wars between the princes, word had spread that already fighting had begun at sea between the massive fleets commanded by both sides. This indeed was true as already Prince Harold’s forces had begun to board Reginald’s ship and seize them in the hope to compensate for the smaller fleet commanded by Harold. The forces of Harold had already seized a number of ships, but the only way they could truly compensate for Reginald’s advantage in ships would be to destroy them at sea.

Hearing of his ships being seized Reginald had gathered 70,000 of his soldiers in Jutland in preparation for a campaign to take the rest of Sweden and Norway that he would lead himself. Prince Harold had gathered 100,000 soldiers in a plain along the coast of western Norway. This force would make an attempt to seize Valdra from Reginald because of its importance of the control of the seas around Scandinavia.

As a week passed the army of Reginald arrived in Valdra upon receiving the news a army of Harold was on its way to attack the city, but only 40,000 of the 70,000 soldiers were able to come to supplement the 12,000 soldiers already in the city due to being sent to England to engage in fighting their. Yet to Reginald’s army of 52,000 had come the full force of Harold’s host of 100,000 soldiers.

Working with the land army a fleet of 150 Valgardian battle ships overcame the 6 Valgardian battle ships in the harbor and blockaded the city by sea while the army of Harold did so by land. With the blockade all around the city no request could be made in order for Valdra to attempt to get reinforces. The blockade was set and all there was to do was to wait for the city to surrender.

In Normandy most of the army just kept watch to prevent rebellion from the recently conquered people and to prevent any enemy from daring to assail the land of Valgard. Yet they knew with the civil war there may well be an attack upon Normandy.

The princes infighting had caused them to forget the alliance that their father had made with Emperor Galf of the western lands.

The lords of Rodenka had brought their levies. Horses, men, weapons, food, and gold. Assembled at Paris was a garnd army, ready to pierce the Norman country side and destroy the garrsions their. Second and third sons, eager for land on which they could live would fight hard in this campaign.

15,000 horse, 20,000 infantry and 10,000 crssbowmen waited for the order to move.

In the early morning, the army began to move, outriders and scouts movign ahead and to the flanks as the long columns of men, horses, and wagons moved across the dirt roads and towards Normandy. Soon, there would be war.

For Rodenka:

In England the commander of Reginald’s army there had heard of the attack upon Normandy and had decided that he must send men from southern England to Normandy. The commander sent 30,000 soldiers of his 70,000 soldiers to assist in the defense of Normandy as well 20,000 soldiers of Antanjyl we there as well due to them never having been called back as that date.

As those soldiers were being deployed in Normandy the present garrisons became aware that the army of Rodenka was approaching due to the warning beacons being lit and from word of their own spies and scouts. The garrisons then began to send riders out to begin the gathering of soldiers to fight the invaders.
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In Valdra the assault had begun as the whole of Prince Harold’s army charged forth to the city’s walls bringing up great siege towers and mighty rams to break the gates and to seize the walls. As the army approached to four hundred yards away from the walls the infamous Valgardian longbow men fired their first volley and took out nearly a thousand soldiers in the first volley alone. Now knowing that the they within range of the enemy’s fire they soldiers took up ranks into a testudo formation they restarted their advance. With the arrows now barely taking a few toll on Harold’s army the defenders of Valdra deployed their gunners and fired their artillery upon their advancing enemies, but still they could not prevent Harold’s army from marching onward.

At least Harold siege towers had reached the wall and within minutes thousands of Harold’s soldiers were on the walls. The fighting on the walls was fierce and had claimed three thousand lives after ten minutes of fighting and injured many thousands more. The fighting on the walls continued on as the battering ram reached the gate. When the ram first struck the gate everything shock from the hit and for a minute everything was quiet for a second as until the ram hit the gate again which brought the gates smanshing in. Now knowing the gate was smashed open hundreds of Reginald’s soldiers fled from the walls to reinforce the gate and more support came from undeployed areas. Then just as the first defenders arrivied Harold’s army poured through the gate with great numbers and to reinforce them came men from the conquered parts of the wall. Now the gate was broken and the walls nearly taken the battle and the city belong to Prince Harold.

Fearing for the lives in the chaos already thousands of defenders had abandoned their posts and fled outside by now unprotected escape routes. Many nobles loyal to Reginald joined the fleeing soldiers. Yet still near the gates and walls fighting was abundant and already 15,000 had been killed or wounded in the fierce fighting in those areas.

Now the forces of Harold had routed those defenders who still had been on the walls and the defenders near the gate had been pushed back and many of the defenders had been captured. Fear had begun to fill the heats of the defenders and the number of defenders fleeing had grown to 24,000 soldiers,

At least the city had been taken when the citadel of the city had been overwhelmed and the remaining defenders having been killed, captured, or had had fled. The casualties for Reginald’s army were quite grim having lost 15,000 K.I.A., 1,000 M.I.A,7,000 captured, and only 29,000 of his army having managed to flee the battle with about a fourth of them being wounded. With the loss of Valdra Prince Reginald had lost his largest city and most important stronghold in outside of Denmark and England and the loss of most his army and territory in Norway. Yet for Prince Harold the battle was a complete having loss only a total of 15,000 soldiers, far less of what had been expected. As well he gained an essential place from where to expand his hold on Scandinavia and to build up his fleet.

Antanjyl:

As the war turn bloodier a message was sent by Prince Harold after the fall of Valdra to emperor Galf The letter came by sea and land through a number of secret means known only by Harold since the death of his father Emperor Harald. The letter read,” Of old you and my father held alliance that was strong and a friendship that was of steel. Now I ask you to come to my aide in honor of this.

I ask this of you because my brother Reginald has claimed the throne of the empire of my forefathers. His comes from that of being the eldest and that is it, while I hold the claim by virtue of my father’s blessing and as well of that of my name. To add to this there is a little known fact that my brother is the child of a Valgardian mistress and thus is not of the direct line of the emperor, which eliminates any right he has to the throne.

So I shall ask you Emperor Galf, will you five your support to my claim as true heir to the throne of the Valgardian Empire?”

Emperor Galf read the letter at dinner the night it arrived, sitting in front of a huge banquet in honour of a recent conquest in the West. Seated around him were numerous governors and leaders of the slave trade, eating of the massive roast bear that they managed to bring while it was still fresh, with other exotic delicacies of the time, such as otter stew and roast dolphin. All served on intricate silver, and a distilled wine taken from the nation of Ostia.

The letter made the inhuman being smile a bit, his toothy maw opening as he slowly moved another part of the undercooked meat to his mouth, chewing it as blood dripped from his chin. He always ate his food rare, having it cooked only rarely, and even then never for dinner. As the blood oozed from his chin, he slow licked it up and placed it delicately on the table in front of him.

When he stood up, all eyes rested on the robed creature, his deep red eyes focusing on each one of his attendants as he spoke in his dark, macabre voice, "I have glorious news... It appears prince Harold has come forward and requested our aid."

The room fell silent, minutes later being interrupted as one of the governors stood up and bowed, "Regardless my Emperor, can we truly spare that many soldiers? We have over eighty thousand in the west, not to mention the slaves..."

"Garion, you speak as if the Valgardians are some distant people..." An advisor said with a smile, his pale white hair in his eyes as he brought a jeweled wine chalice to his mouth and sipped at it, "Truly, they have been our allies since before any of us were born. Being a long lived people we can afford an alliance, especially as this Harald takes after his father. It is also true that a Valgardian never forgets a favor..."

"And should they lose? Our most prominent of allies might very well become an enemy." The governor quipped, taking a small spoon of stew to his mouth, "What would we do then?"

"Silence... All of you." Galf said quietly, as the room itself grew obediantly quiet, "There are many enemies in the Western Continent true, but our alliance is far more profitable than some short term conquests of land. We shall ask for a small favor of Prince Harald in exchange for our military assistance. Nothing too infringing, we will simply ask that he no longer expand into the Western Continent. He will not lose if our forces are there to assist him."

"O-of course sir..." The governor said with a bow before reseating himself.

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Immediately, a letter was sent in code along the secret route...

Dear Prince Harald of the Valgardian Empire,

After careful consideration I have decided to throw my military efforts to your side. Together we shall defeat and humble your brother, showing him exactly why it was you whom your father favored. In exchange for this I simply ask that your expansion into the Western Continent Cease, and likewise Antanjyl will not place any permanent settlements within Europe.

I will send as many soldiers as I safely can. Please respond with an estimate of how many soldiers you think I should bring to bare.

Signed,
Emperor Galf

OOC: Whoa there. Not onyl does it take time for you to find out what's going on in Normandy, it takes time for a message to get to England, the commander to move those troops, etc. My guys are still maching to Normandy, not even there yet.

OOC: Yeah Rodenka, the news was about your movement of troops near my borders and as well my nation has long held suspicion of your people and thus shall take this massive movement of troops as a sign of hostility. Also as for how I spread the news was a series of raised beacons which burned a light which was made brighter by a series of mirrors in each beacon that could be seen for about 40 miles away, and one could even be seen all the way in Dover, England.

A rather average looking man, unusual since most Valgardians are tall and great to behold, came running up to the Prince Harold sitting on his throne which was to the right of the emperor’s throne because Harold had not made his claim absolute before he would take the throne as his own. The man kneeled before the prince and then, while still bowing, the man said,” My Prince, I bring a letter from Emperor Galf in response to the one you sent him.”

One of the prince’s guard took the letter from the man and then brought it the prince. Who then quickly read and for a while after organizing his thoughts on it and then responded,” I shall agree to the terms presented by Emperor Galf. As well I shall request his aide in this civil war.”

Hearing this one of the members of the Imperial Council stepped and said,” We do not the aide of those of the frozen lands to help us in this war. Our swords are stronger and our greater then those commanded by the rebles.”

Then the Valgardian King of the Celtic Lands responded,” They have long been our allies, since during the mid year reign of Emperor Harald. As well they have proven themselves our loyal allies by providing us with soldiers that are still fighting with us.’

As the debate spread amongst the court the Prince at last raised his hand and there was silence. Prince Harold then said,” We will accept there terms and that is final.”
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Prince Harold replied in this message,
I and my people accept, your fair terms for your support against my brother in this civil war. Yet I know that our further expansion into the western continent can only prevent north of the two teeth of the great sea surrounded by the land of the western continent. For this I can assure you of surely. As well I will provide support for your conquest of the rest of the western continent. As for your offer of troops I do not need any soldiers as I already outnumber my brother’s own army, but I request that if my brother forces make any moves in the Western Continent for you to keep your eyes on it though.

Signed,
Prince Harold

OOC: Why have you held suspiscion of my people? We haven't even talked to you before! Anyway, it'll take time for you to move those 20,00 men to the Channel, then to load them and get across. The wind might not even be blowing in the right direction...

IC:

The outriders of the Rodenkan Army trot into Normandy, fanning out, probing like fingers on a hand for the garrisons that dot the Norman countryside. Behind the the columns of infantry and cavalry trudge onwards. Hopefully, there will be no major battle.

OOC: By the way the armies I have are legions and are organized as such. Each legion is based on a fortress which holds about 4,000 of the soldiers their and all the other 1,000 soldiers are at a number of different places maintaining the peace. Within a day’s time I probably could muster 15,000 soldiers in one solid army. Within two and a half day’s time I can muster all my soldiers and the 20,000 soldiers from Antanjyl. After four day’s time my soldiers from England would have all arrived.

IC: Valgardians ranger began to mount raids on small groups of Rodenkan where they were able to encounter small groups of them in either long grass or in forests. Yet the real purposes of these soldiers were to use hit and run tactics on the enemy and to monitor their movements.

The main army was being organized as already four legions were already fully gathered for the defense of Normandy. As well another three legions were coming to meet up with the main army. The troops from Antanjyl were being sent in, and the six legions from England would arrive with the next couple of days.

OOC: Four days to move 30,00 soldiers form England to Normandy in Medeviel tech?

IC;

The small skirmishes are fought. The Outriders ride down the pesky rangers when possible, and tried to not get killed when they couldn't. The main concentration of enemy troops was located, and the Rodenkans moved to destroy them before their reinforcements could arrive.

Banners fluttering, a mounted emissary and his entourage trots toward the enemy encampment, hoping his reception isn't a volley of arrows.

The following days since the letter was received were hectic ones, with the massive port city of Kinshash suddenly opening up with hundreds of ships enroute to assist Prince Harald or attack the lands of Prince Reginald. Most of the men were, however, fighting off the barbarians in the Western Continent, but still an eighty-thousand man force was dispatched. Fifty thousand of these men, along with a large number of their slaves, were sent to the lands of Nova Scotia, while the rest were sent directly to the Iceland holdings to be dispatched as the Prince saw fit.


The force sent to attack the Nova Scotia holdings were ruthless, and any ship in those waters that did not immediately move forward to submit to them was shelled by immense cannon-fire. The first target of this massive 50,000 soldier force, along with 30,000 slaves used for rowing in close-range, was the largest city of Nova Scotia(whatever it is). The city would be sieged as quickly as possible, bombarding all ships in the harbor that appeared to belong to the navy, and lighting larger buildings on fire to cause Reginald's forces to need to halve their men between fighting fires and saving people, and fighting the Antanjylians...


Meanwhile, within a small number of Antanjylian Fortresses in Europe, time slowly began to pass as their defences were quickly heightened. Their messenger birds were flittering across the sky in droves, delivering important information on what was transpiring in the rest of the Valgardian and Antanjylian Empire. With the help of a small port city, they also had a steady supply of food, and were preparing rations should they be attacked. For now they would wait untill the enemy came to them.

From the North, the Bear Shirt Tribes arrived, Berserkers.

Ready to support the more warlike of the brothers. The Chiftains gathered for their thing, making a pact, one that would last till death if neccessary, they would support Reginald. In that past they had respected his Father's military prowess and at his birth, given him gifts from their most skilled of smiths.

On horse and foot, from longboats and land they came with banners to Support Prince Reginald. At the fore of all the chiftains was the youngest of them all, Tyle of the Midnight Bears, his second was the oldest among them, Dar of the Moon Hammers.

The two were outwordly and odd pair, but the oldest of allies and the deadliest of commanders, their wisdom and fury combined had led them to seek greater and bigger things than raiding, they saught glory in warfare. This was their war, the war they had long waited for. Not to mention the pilage and certain discord that the civil war offered was not bennificial to themselves or their people, warrior first, then merchant.

Even as Tyle and Dar gathered their forces, Harold's supporters in the north threatened their villages in the south, by their mere presence. They would march on the north and secure the region to support Reginald, as well as garantee their survival on the rocky fjord's and cold plains. They would keep their families and supply routes secure and by marching north against Harold's nobles.

Once they had the region under Reginald's control they could turn the enitre forces of the North Regions on Harold...

To Prince Reginald a messege had already been dispatched.

Prince Reginald,

We supported your father most duetifly in the past and we aim to do that still. The Northern Tribes under the leadership and guidence of the Midnight Bears and Moon Hammers pledge unwaivering loyalty to your values. We would march shoulder to shoulder with you, our great lord, as well as by your commands.

Tyle son of Dekon

OOC: Psyker Bearzerkers this is a thread that is closed for a particular thread of the one that I mentioned in the beginning of the opening post to this thread. As well this take place before the Emperor Harold that happened in my future nation is named after Prince Harold who would later become king. Yet if you want to participate I am willing to give you lands in northern Norway and Sweden as your own kingdom under the power of Valgard.

Also Antanjyl the prince’s name is Harold not Harald, like his father’s.

Rodenka my reinforcements are being sent from Dover and as one question for you how were you able to find my fortress so fast?

IC: Rodenka: The garrison commander rode out with eight Valgardin knights and came to the emissary and said,” By what right do you have to trespass on lands of the emperor of Valgard and attempt to wrest them from his sovereignty?”

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Antanjyl: The Valgardians were happy to receive the soldiers coming to their aide in Nova Scotia because they had been encountering stiff resistance in the mainland and as well they were being overwhelmed by sheer numbers of Reginald’s soldiers. As well Reginald’s naval forces kept them from making advanced up the coast and prevented them from going down river.

As the Antanjylian soldiers began to arrive in other parts of the empire they were being put to use in putting down slave revolts, fighting Reginald’s supported, or in keeping the peace as Prince Harold’s army was overextended by the huge numbers of soldiers being deployed in the major campaigns on the western continent, central England, and in Scandinavia.

ooC: sorry mistook the open part... and the multiple harolds, but thank you for the northern lands, i accept. do you have any specifications as how the army and sociaety there is to conform or is the berserker horde style okay with you?

OOC: Well, the lands of the north have always been loyal to the emperor, but they have kept to their traditional style of life and have been allowed to raid across borders where they are free to do what they will to natives of the lands outside the empire. Yet the Valgardian settlers to that land make up about a quarter of the population and the Valgardians settlers make up the higher classes, but still are terrific warriors and fight in full mail armor and carry great axes/hammer/swords to war. Thus you can have a mix of a disciplined Valgardian army with a mostly berserker fame to it.

As for your leadership it would mostly be Valgardian because when they conquer an area they replace the leaders of a community with Valgardian nobles and since this area has been under Valgardian control for many centuries there is a good chance that the Valgardian minor nobles may have intermarried into the local tribal lines, but as a whole nearly all the Valgardians do not intermarry with shorter lived people due to the resulting children only living half as long as their Valgardian parents.

OOC: Fortresses/large concentrations of troops are hard to miss. Now, is the the army you have assembled thus far all inside the fortress or what? I'm a bit fuzzy on that point. Just ask the locals "Where are the soldiers?" or look for lots of smoke from campfires, etc.

IC:

The herald bows in the saddle, smiling. "I am Ser Occitian Von Sudruke. My lord, King Karl von Urlsburg of Rodenka, requests that you vacate the lands granted to us by God. If you fail to leave or surrender yourselves to his rule, we will be forced to give you battle."

Though he was pure in Valgardian blood, a few of Erikson's officers dressed in animal skins themselves. He didn't mind, as he had chosen them himself for their competency and bravery.

The ranks he commanded were cheackered, mostly skins or lightly armored infantry. He had ordered all heavly armored cavalry dismounted to create an elite regiment, solid enough to hold his center line, then replaced them with the men and women of the most famed horse tribes avalible. Thus he had a larger amount of cavalry at his desposal, to offset his much slower, but strong center.

With compatant nobles placed in charge, he had an army that would fight with honor an fury. Ever a noble himself, the seven foot commander squeezed on the sides of his mare to get her moving. His personal standard raised, the army marched in near perfect unison, as Norway and Sweden marched south to support their True Emperor.

OOC: is there a certain limit/size of the army you had in mind for the north?

OOC: Rodenka, alright I get what you mean, but still you will encounter he4avy resistance at the fortress and you most likely will lose more men then you kill. As for the troops I have assembled there 15,000 soldiers inside the fortress thus far.

Psyker Bearzerkers in the north I have two legions (10,000 soldiers) in the north and probably could muster another 20,000 more people for your army. As well since most people in the north posses weaponry so at first you should not worry about supplying them with weapons. Also I made a map of those who controlled the areas with the blue being to Harold, red to Reginald, and orange to you, Psyker Bearzerkers. The link to the map: http://img236.imageshack.us/my.php?image=loyalties8nh.png

IC: Psyker Bearzerkers:
An emissary arrived from Prince Reginald bearing a message directly from the prince and said,” My lord has received word of your support for our cause against the usurper Harold. Yet I am afraid to say with the fall of Valdra to Prince Harold’s armies that now we will not be able to offer support along the western seas and as well will not be able to protect you against naval attacks by the enemy.

Despite, this I bear even more ill tidings to report that in the western continent that the army of Antanjyl has joined with the forces of Prince Harold and are now pushing the Loyalist forces back and slowly destroying our forces their. This war may be the end to us loyal to the true emperor.”

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Rodenka:
The garrison commander replied,” These lands belong to Valgard and we will not yield our hard won lands without a fight.”

After saying this he threw a spear into the ground dedicating this battle to Odin and then said,” May those faithful to the gods in Asgard and die as great warriors be rewarded by going to Valhalla .”

With this said he rode back with all the Valgardians in the fortress letting out a great battle cry as he rode back to the fortress.

The emissary trots back to his lines and reports to the King. Karl nods, looking over the fortress. "Starve them out....they won't last long with that many mouths to feed...."

Slowly, the army settles around the fortress, out of arrow range. The sound of axes ring as nearby trees are cut down to provide firewood. Soon, campfires and temporary shelters begin springing up.

OOC: does that mean i have 30,000 troops in total?

IC:

The words would have broken the hearts of any other man, but Erikson was true to his vows of loyalty. Much the same way, the berserkers in his army hard sworn vows; to never surrender and only in death would they stop fighting.

Whether in defence or in attack, he knew he and his warriors would fight to the last...

The Valgardian fortress was well protected with an outer wooden and stone wall, two thick inner stone walls, a high wall around the citadel, many tall towers armed with many a ballista and catapults, the food stores could last for half a year without fear of severe rationing, and stores of many weapons and huge amounts of arrows, enough to last any siege.

Yet as the fortress geared up for any assault the word had been sent to the other legions to prepare to break the siege when the army from England had arrived to link up with their army. Then the true battle would begin…

The messenger then said in the hopes of cheering up the army,” You have all come forth to go to war for the glory of our great nation. Yet you all are going to war with no oaths put upon, but I ask in the name of the gods of Asgard for you to march forth for the sake of our people and the true emperor. Remember that death in this war, for our great and noble cause, shall be gifted with never ending feasting and fighting in Valhalla.”

OOC: You have 30,000 soldiers at your command.

OOC: Sooo...you have enough food to last half a year for 15,000 people, plus whatever civilians may have fled to the fortress? Besides the fact that disease would run rampant eventually thanks to so many people beign forced to live in such close proximity to each other. And how did you get a message out through my seige lines?

OOC: Rodenka the fortress is full of Valgardians, who must have a great immune system to live three times the length of normal humans. As well the fortress that you attacked has very few civilians due to the fact that non-essential civilians are not allowed inside the fortress and the area the fortress is not very well settled. My military maintains food supplies in all its fortress and as well since most fortress have a year and a half food supply in them to feed a force of 5,000 soldiers. Then divide that time by three and you get half a year.

OOC: WTF is that? Amazing uberimmune systems? Fuck that shit. IGNORE CANNON FIRED! I thought this RP was supposed to be realistic.

OOC: Dude, relax all you have to do to get a Valgardian sick is to expose them to something like the Black Plague or Anthrax something they have not encountered. Dysentery also is a trouble. By the way I never said they had uber immune systems their will be certainly a few deaths from sickness, but not enough to make the entire fortress deserted.

Erikson's army began marching at a swift pace. Most armies would tire quickly, but the officer's devotion and the berserker's thirst for battle, they were marching quickly on the south.

11,500 light cavalry and 19,500 infantry, his forces would move like thunder as they marched, and with the might of Thor Himself, they would strike swift as lightning and hard as any hammer. Erikson himself wielded a warhammer with a prominent spike on top.

They marched to the southern horizen, tearing up the sod as the hooves and feet of the brave warriors trodded. Songs of; battle, love of astids and valkeries and devotion to the treu emperor made the force cohesive and truely an immage of what this once united empire had stood for.

Five Valgardian knights loyal to Prince Harold rode forward as they saw the force bearing orders from Prince Harold to prevent any armed force from marching south without his or one of his generals permission. As the army of Erikson advanced the leader of the knights approached.

When they were at last within fifty yards of the vanguard of the army the leader of the knights yelled out,” These lands are loyal to Prince Harold, true child of the imperial line, and he had decreed that no large force of armed people cannot march further south than this point without the consent of him or one of his generals. Since you have neither of these you must turn back once, until you get the consent of Prince Harold.”

Erikson smiled, "Tell your commander we are here for war! Muster your men, for today a whole army will be judged!"

The soldiers raised their weapons and shields; hammers, axes and mazes were banged against shields to make an ear spliting calamity, while large swords were brandished and waved. Erickson had made his entrancemarching his army foward he would goad the knights on more and garentee that his forces would see action.

Against any force they would stand and fight, even against Harold, they would especially relish the chance. With ox carts behind them and their homes on many minds, they would not be foolish this day, but Valgardian warriors, driven to unite the empire once more, under Reginald.

The knights seeing that the force would not depart rode away, but not before firing a fire arrow into the beacon which ignited completely in fire after a few second. With the beacon blazing the other beacons soon were ablaze thus rapidly brought the news of Erkson’s army to the rest of the areas loyal to Prince Harold, As for the knights they rode south back to their own lands in order to gather their own forces to slow the advance long enough for the main army of Harold to arrive.

The beacons within two hours of being lighted had brought the news to Valgard and upon getting that faithful news Prince Harold dispatched a few hundred rangers to keep track of their advance and to assail any small groups of enemies that they came across. Also Prince Harold sent a ride to personally bring his orders to the commander of the army fighting southern Norway to bring his army back north to combat the new northern threat.

The signal in the air would bring a large force to bare against them.

Orders were to kill any and all rangers, trample them into the ground. but te army as a whole would need to stay close as towns and villages would begin to appear.

The rangers, though a few dozen had been killed, were mostly not killed by the charges because they only appeared in deep forests or in mountains because they would only approach the enemy closely when they were at a place where they would not be overtaken by cavalry and it would take a deal of time for infantry to climb up.

The first towns and villages they came across showed the army with relatively little care and ignored them for the first part. The traders were willing to sell them supplies and food.

Erikson made sure that all towns and villages approched would first be treated as friends, he being a representation of his Lord Reginald. Now with a small foot hold he had a better place to stage his forthcomming attcks then the far north.

Along with trade he also offered any of the young and able to join his ranks. The additions would be miniscule, but he prefered a representative force; a symbol of his Lord's willingness to be a great and understanding as well as connections in the village.

Erikson and his officers prepared contingency plans for the forces and situation they would soon encounter... Soon the men would need to rest and these villages would offer no better oppurtunity.

Senturies, would be posted every five paces and round the clock in regular shifts.

The villages and towns were not happy to taken over by this army, but the people did mot express much because they were afraid of the vast force of soldiers that had come into their towns. The only ones who would take any of Erikson’s soldiers in, willing, where the inns and very few houses. This was due to them fearing that the war would spread and that loyalists to Harold would isolate those that give Erikson’s soldiers shelter.

The headmen of one of the villages approached Erikson and said,” Nearly all the sons of my village have gone off to war and a third of them have died in battle already. So I plead to you not to take any more sons from my village in because we have already given so much of our people’s blood to both sides of this bloody conflict.”

Erikson looked at the man, 'Be loyal and there will be no slaughter good man. But treachery must be paid and carries a deadly price.'

The headman responded,” This war is not a war against foreigners or in a far away land, but this is a war between countrymen and any man killed off the battle field in cold blood will be held as murder.”

OOC: Generally, in the eyes of the people this is just a dynastic dispute and as such people should not die for it off the battle field.

The men had rested, they had eaten and now the itch for battle again.

A battlefield to the south had been prepared. Scouts would watch for the enemy and before Harolds loyalist would be able to attack they would have a very fast cavalry based forced to attack on a high hill, there was a clear path to the hill but it was bordered by trees...

All the while pages had been sent to look for villages more to the south. Discontent from his new subjects must be avoided and the army was due to move.

The army coming from the south now was within two days of the southernmost village of the land that Erikson had just taken. At the lead of this army were two thousand heavily armed knights that could decimate Erik’s less trained and more poorly armed cavalry soldiers. As well a direct charge into infantry by them could be devastating to whomever they face.

The more south Erikson extended his authority the more resistant the towns and villages became, due the sheer amount of people loyal to Prince Harold and seeing Reginald as a bastard king who could threaten the true line of the emperors of Valgard in he were ever to dare usurp the throne and claim the title as Emperor of the Valgardian Empire.

The villages were no threat to Erikson's army so he tolerated their attitudes to this point. He sttled on a battlefield the day before the two armies faced off and Erikson had sheltrungs prepared, so that the heavy cavalry could not attack and if they did their effectiveness would be nearly negated agaist his much more agile cavalry.

Ths would be a very tough battle, as patience would be a key factor. His ability to keep his berserker force in place and have the enemy charge into the large barrier of spears would be but two keys to his victory.

Prince Harold’s forces, fresh from their capture of Valdra, were had very high morale and confidence that this would be soon over and the rightful prince will sit on the throne of Valgard and usurer in a new era of prosperity for the Valgardian Empire.

The army now had reached Erikson’s position and immediately sent out a rider to meet with Erikson under a banner of negotiation and as he approached he said,” I come not to dishonor you by asking you to dissolve and return to your homes, but to request that the battle be fought tomorrow at noon so that are forces are well rested and that the battle will be honorable due to either side having an advantage of being better feed or more well rested. In turn we guarantee that we shall honor all the burial customs of our peoples after the battle is through and in turn we request this of you as well. Do you accept this offer Lord Erikson of the north?”

"Your terms are acceptable and I offer you the same terms. We shall meet at noon." Erikson returned to His forces and his banner bearer waved his banner once then planted it in the ground, they would fight the next day.

"I garantee you my brothers! This field will be slick with blood!"

With the acceptance of these terms the Valgardian ambassador rode away to tell the rest of Prince Harold’s army of the other army’s acceptance. With this news the army walked away and began to set up camp within a mile of the battlefield.

After about two hours of building the camp was set up and sentries were garrisoned around the camp to prevent any spies from coming into the camp to spy on them.

The soldiers from Antanjyl continued to hold their ground in Nova Scotia, building their own fortifications seperate from the Valgardians, as well as setting up work camps and execution grounds, usually all as far from the main cities as possible, to not upset the flow of life. Any enemy soldiers or other traitors(revolting slaves) caught were either sent to work camps to work among the slaves, or otherwise executed by impalement and left by the work pits, as a dim reminder of the price of treason or escape. The Antanjylian slaves however, somehow seemed to not notice this, and continued to work without fear, ironically turning any traitors in for rewards from the Antanjylian guards.


In Northern Europe, the massive coastal fortifications were still set forth, with small rows of pikes pointing outward irregularly, with guard towers placed between them to create death traps for any invading forth attempting to seize the mammoth, fortresses. Hundreds, if not thousands, of the slaves brought with them died creating them, which was an acceptable loss to defend Antanjylian pride, among other things. The corpses were either ground up and used as a type of salted ration, or tossed into large pits outside of the encampments and burned ceremonially, with a few words spoken by the Rashidi Priests.


Over the time that the Antanjylians had arrived, a further ten thousand naval soldiers, and three thousand of the Emperor's elite Holy Knights, six thousand Dark Knights, and four thousand elite Crossbowmen. They were being sent to Valdra, to hold it more than anything else, and to prevent any revolts, though whether or no they would make it for the coming conflicts was rather doubtful.

Erikson's army was much more rested then Harold's loyalist army. The adrenaline had woken some of the soldiers and at the cack of dawn, the camp was alive. The berserker's meditation was betting amped, fighting small scraps between themselves, and covering themselves in the blod of bears, some of the pelts they wore were freshly skinned.

The officers encuraged this to keep them content, but made sure that they would be able to control them should they need to manuver them when the time came for their men to land a tactical killing blow.

Antanjyl:

Any travelers who passed by their camps did not really care about seeing the enslaved traitors because to them the people who waged war against Prince Harold had betrayed the true line of the emperors and attempt to put a bastard child on the throne. As well they counted there allies as friends and did not put any mistrust on them.

Yet the only people who would be shown concern were Valgardians of noble birth. This was due to that these men were considered to be the causes of the bloody civil war and thus they would have to suffer through an inquisition and a very brutal death if they were found guilty of treason, which would be nearly all the time.

The Valgardians in Valdra welcomed the Antanjylian soldiers into their city and as well provided them with a number of comfortable barracks and numerous amounts of food.

Psyker Bearzerkers:

As the sun rose in the east the Harold’s army began to awaken and prepare for the upcoming battle against the rebels. As they got up they went to the dining tents and the craftsmen began to sharpen weapons and make quick repairs to armor in order for them to be prepared for a long day of fighting.

The first of Prince Harold’s army began to begin the ceremonies of Valgard that were believed important for the preparation for battle.

The Antanjylians were pleased with how everything was moving along, and how the people treated them. The close ties between Antanjyl and Valgardia had proven useful, and had served Galf's people for centuries. As the men and women were left to die on the stakes, a few of the more important nobles would be shipped off to Harold, so that he may dispose of them more fittingly. However, dying of starvation, impaled on iron spikes, was almost always brutal enough to show the lack of mercy Antanjyl had for her enemies.

The rest of the kingdom was still centered on expansion, specifically into North America, but the most Northern fringes of Greenland were also targetted. While the Antanjylian armies moved throughout the Valgardian territory, her ships, seemingly seperated from the war, continued to move around as if nothing was going on, staying away from major shipping routes to prevent being seen by Reginald.

This was becoming too easy... Antanjyl was becoming a bit cocky as well, and with over half of her massive army away from the homeland, she was almost becoming outstretched. But with Harold and his honor protecting them from Reginald, what would they have to fear?

As Antanjylian armies established themselves in Valgardian lands, a massive slave rebellion began to gathers. All of them had heard the tales of the bravery of Prince Reginald and his kindness unto their oppressed peoples. So now in turn they would go to his aide. So many had now come that they slave rebels now numbered well over 500,000 men, all of them armed with anything with a sharp metal tip.

Then the army began to march towards any fort loyal to Harold they could find. To fight these rebellion three legions, totaling 15,000 men were sent to fight them. The battle lasted for a half of hour before the last Valgardian soldier was overwhelmed. Without even being damaged by this they continued there march.

Then at last they reached they Antanjylians defenses and began to form a battle formation. So great was the host not all could fit on the cleared areas around it. They began to chant war cries until their war leader came forth and said,” All hail the Prince Reginald of Valgard. The greatest hero that the land has ever known. You have saved the people of this land and now we have come to repay the favor.”

With this said the slaves all cheered and began to make ladders to scale the defenses and destroy all how opposed them and free al the people being kept within the place of stone.

The berserkers of Erikson's army had cried their challanges, then they marched at a brisk pace to meet their enemy. The cavalry kept pace, for the time being as their mobility was the key to success in this battle.

ooc: What is the size of the force im up against? (yeah very noobish to ask now!)

The disciplined soldiers of Prince Harold quickly formed a shield wall of their large rectangular shields. Forming up in ranks with the spearmen in the first rank with their spear extended in front of them, followed by swordsmen, the by axe men, yet another swordsmen rank, and then at last by the pole arm men the match of any berserker. After all this two ranks of longbow men formed up behind the protection of the melee soldiers.

With their ranks formed up the shield wall and the soldiers behind held their ground. As the enemy charged and when they reached 350 yards away from Harold’s lines a storm of deadly Valgardian arrows came falling down out of the air on Erikson’s charging horde. Yet despite their foes charge the heavy cavalry was held back waiting for the opportune time to strike.

OOC: The army is made up of seven legions of soldiers numbering together a little over 36,000 soldiers in all.

The sight of the arrows drove Erikson's army into a sprint, closing the gap quickly. Large spears and javalines were thrown, accelerated by the horses, into the spearmen.

The first rank skillfully dismounted, the horses crashed and impaled themselves into spears. Some ran into the third ranks before the pin cushioned horses stopped stompin their hooves and toppled over.

The horses were followed by the onced mounted berserkers, wielding warhammers and axes, they hacked and swung with undeniable force. They continued to fight as the second wave of horsed berserkers met their enemy only seconds after. Many had been shot with arrows and their goal was to kill at least three more Valgardians, before he died, pushing to the limit his earth bound body. Followed by the 4,000 cavalry in all, was the infantry in it's entirety.

Erikson had asigned one of his commanders to take the left flank with half of the remaining cavalry, while he led the other half into the right. Whether he lived or died, he would kill many an enemy, for the true Emperor Reginald.

The Valgardians, though suffering some casualties from the barrage of projectiles, stood firm as they had been disciplined to hold their line and their fighting skills compared to the berserkers brute strength. The first legion fighting held their ground under the cavalry assault as the horsemen and infantry were met with a forest of spears from the ranks. In any foe broke into their line they would be meet with more Valgardian steel.

As the battle raged the longbow men were brought behind the second legion of soldiers and this second legion began to prepare to join the battle raging just in front of them.

Then a Valgardian commander rode to the front of the second legion and said,” Children of Valgard, our foes await us right in front of us. Do not fear these men for they are mortal and one slash or arrow in the right place will bring them just as any other mortal. Now forward for Prince Harold and unto Valhalla.”

With the second legion cheered and took up position to engage any foe that broke through the legion right in front of them.

OOC: Yeah for my four thousandth post.

While the infantry and berserker cavalry hacked away and the Valgard army, the two flanking forces of cavalry of 6,000 horses each, closed in on the very flanks of Harold's supporters. Prepared to crush the flanks, or draw the front line away from the berserkers, thus exposing themselves to axes and hammers wielded by the strongest and most stubborn of warriors.

The tactic needed to shock the rival army more then anything else, their numbers were supirior and to throw confusion into their ranks would be very difficult becuase of their training, but to do so would be the key to victory.

The Valgardians held their shield wall despite the ruthless assault of the berserkers. While the spearmen held out in front the swordsmen sheathed their long swords and took out their three foot long swords in order to have an advantage in the upcoming close fighting that they would have to do if the shield wall if it was broken.

On the flanks the second legion in the ranks sent their flanks to stand guard against the enemy cavalry and as well to reinforce the flanks in order to prevent any break through of their lines. As well they were under orders to only allow wounded soldiers to be able to withdraw. Anyone else would be pushed back to their proper place and stand as a true warrior of Valgard would.

There was much more cavalry on the flanks now, as planned, a combined force of 2,000 was ordered to flank once more. This time at the very back of the Valgardian army.

To meet the two thousand cavalry trying to flank his forces, the commander ordered for a the unit of heavy cavalry to cut them down, but first for the archers to launch a wave of arrows at them and attempt to mow them down before their foe’s light cavalry could continue.

The light cavalry was pincushioned and pelted, horses and riders were trampled. Erikson himself had a deepcut from the powerful Valgard arrows, never the less, he charged his forces into the Harold Loyalist.

The berserkers in front had taken their own casualties and there were men to replace them, for a while, along with Valgardian Knights of the north.

The Valgardians loyal to Prince Harold continued to fight on the front lines; even though quite a few had died they would be replaced by another Vaglardian soldiers nearly as soon as they had fallen to the ground died. As well they fought with all of that they could muster for this fierce battle.

Harold’s Valgardian knights, led by their leader, would not stop their attack unto they were either ordered to be pulled back or were utterly destroyed. Deciding upon this they charged head first into Eriskon’s flanking cavalry detachment.

Warriors were fighting with broken bodies, charges were made over pincusioned horses. At least 1/4 of the cavalry was destroyed and those that remained had more often then not dismounted. to hack away at the Valgard army hand to hand. The berserkers had taken the heaviest casualties, over 7,000 in all.

As the battle raged the general rode forward again, but this time with a grey flag in order to symbolize an offer that both sides could benefit from. As he rode the disciplined Valgardian warriors stopped fighting those who did not strike them first. Also the heavy cavalry halted their charge against the light cavalry.

The Valgard officers struggled to keep the berserkers in line. But after inforcing their iron will, they calmed, veins and muscles saturated with dangerous amounts of adrenaline.

Erikson had lived through his charge, but bearly, a heavy knight had broken his ribcage, he struggled but held himself like a commander should. He was Valgardian and respected the flag. His banner bearer trampled to death, he hoisted his own mud covered flag.

The general of Prince Harold’s then said,” This day of kin slaying must end now, already many thousands of our already few Valgardain people have died to no avail here today. I have received news from Valgard that the Emperor upon consulting with his brother has agree to submit to him the throne of Valgard and yield the device of imperial power which he brought with him from the capital.

To this end we have granted these lands as his own kingdom where he will rule long as king, under the crown of Valgard. As well we will in turn leave these lands to their devices and allow you to be ruled by the Prince you have fought for in peace. Also he has granted the berserkers the right to kill any non-Valgardian to the beyond eastern borders of the empire on their own accord and to take their land and enslave their people as they will. One last thing is that none of you shall be charged with anything for your participation in this battle. Do you accept these terms?”

Erikson was still breathing heavily from his wounds, but in a strong clear voice that nearly any on the battle field could hear. 'We accept your terms. As long as our lord is at peace we will stand at his side.'

He turned to the chieftain of the Berserkers. 'You have heard these terms and will abide by them, the lands to the east are yours.' To the commander, he again spoke, 'Now, we are Sons of Valgard, let us respect the dead of this battlefield together like a noble Valgard should.'

The Valgardian general then responded,” Your lord shall be left in peace as long as he respects the will and scanty of the imperial crown of Valgard. As well, he rule shall be treated as a kingdom of his own under the crown.”

Saying this, the general ordered his men to gather the bodies of his dead soldiers and to build boats for the dead soldiers. As well, to prepare kindling in order to burn the dead of the soldiers in the proper way that true Valgardains that had been slain in battle as true warriors.

tis the end of thy rp? shalt there be more to come?