Erstonian Order
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Roleplay posts: 11 
Registered: Sept 29, 2017 14:31:53 GMT -8
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Post by Erstonian Order on Jan 18, 2018 17:07:53 GMT -8
Erstonian Order Military Camp
Levied soldiers, auxiliaries, mercenaries, guest crusaders, and their commanders: the Erstonian Knight-Brothers - have prepared a military camp on the outskirts of Alnwick. A combination of palisade walls, watch towers, and ditches provide defenses for the garrison within, while sentries and patrolmen safeguard against surprise attacks. |
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Marschall Henke
Established
Marschall of the Erstonian Order
Roleplay posts: 21
Age: 38
Physical Description: An average-sized man with pepper-colored hair and sun-wrinkled face. He has dark blue eyes set against a stone demeanor. The right side of Henke's face and body, including his arm, chest, and abdomen, has considerable burn scars.
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Clothes and Equipment: Mail and steel plate armor, white surcoat with the Erstonian Order's emblem, blessed lance and sword, white warhorse.
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Registered: Sept 30, 2017 2:33:32 GMT -8
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Post by Marschall Henke on Jan 19, 2018 16:09:48 GMT -8
A great host of warriors streamed from Saint Karlsheim on the road to Alnwick; a separate force of fire ships left from Saint Karlsheim's port and was on route to Alnwick now. At the head of the column were the Knight-Brothers, leading the way for the mercenaries and levies behind them. Great white banners with the Black Cross, Erstonian insignia, and various other flags flew proudly in the wind. Heavily-armored knights, kettle-helmeted men and women, spear-armed locals, siege engineers, camp followers, and more made up the entire column. They would find a homely welcome at the Erstonian Order Military camp. The beating of spears upon shields, hollering of relieved allies, and general clamor of welcoming met them. They would all assimilate within the camp and greet their brothers and sisters in arms, joining the campfires or assisting in camp maintenance. "My Brothers," Henke greeted a band of Knight-Brothers who approached him. He held his hand out to Gareth and Gerulf. "I bring allies with me. Potential Knights of the Black Cross. They shall ride with me in this struggle, and prove their worth." "Welcome, aye, welcome." The Knight-Brothers eagerly greeted the two men, hoping to welcome them into their small fraternity. "Now," Henke began, "show me to my tent. Let us discuss tactics."
A large white tent had been erected in the center of the camp. Heavily-armored knights were standing guard around it. Henke, Gareth, and Gerulf would enter and be seated around a large table, along with other senior members of the Erstonian Order. "My Brothers. The time has come to take Alnwick. The pirates, vagabonds, soiled doves thieves, and extortioners there must be brought to the light, or meet a swift end. The attack will be two-pronged. A fleet of fire ships will be positioned outside of the harbor, to burn any ship trying to escape. We will prepare siege engines and bombard Alnwick first; afterwards we will assault the villainous abode with fire and fury, and put those who resist to the death. "But first. First... we must offer terms. Those who wish to leave their lives of ill-repute will be spared and assimilated into the Erstonian Order's sphere. They will swear obedience to the Most Holy, to the Order, and will pay taxes - and will fight for us when called. Those who deny will be brutally and swiftly crushed. "Any questions?" Gareth Aelfric |
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Gareth Aelfric
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Roleplay posts: 7
Registered: Dec 18, 2017 10:33:29 GMT -8
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Post by Gareth Aelfric on Jan 21, 2018 7:41:52 GMT -8
Gareth and Gerulf quietly followed the older man into the tent, thick cloaks pulled around each other. They held each other's hands, smiling as they did so. Once they arrived, they listened to the man's plan to try and capture the town of Alnwick. Crushing those who would deny would be killed, most likely quite brutally.
"The two of us can certainly try, my lord, though we haven't had much combat experience."
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