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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2015 20:45:34 GMT -8
A round table of dark brown wood is set in the middle of a circular room. The table is covered in maps and figurines used to represent forces, allies and enemies. No chairs are in the room, when planning war one should not be comfortable as war is an uncomfortable thing. The walls have several windows, making the area well lit through the day and several torch scones on the wall to light it at night.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2015 8:05:43 GMT -8
The king entered the war room and maps on the table. He waited for his war council to arrive.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2015 8:07:56 GMT -8
The High Preator was first to arrive. He wore Aaedanian heavy armor and had a wolf pelt draped across his shoulders. The mark of the High Praetor. His eyes shone in evening light. "You summoned me my king?" He did not salute as others would have since he and the king were near equals in might and power.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2015 8:08:11 GMT -8
"Yes, we shall wait for the others before I explain."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2015 8:10:14 GMT -8
No sooner had the king told Bartholomew to wait, did the kings own brother enter the council room. His hair was wet, having just got out of the bath. "Brother." Ralof bowed his head slightly to the king. "So what is the war meeting about? Are the barbarians making an unexpected comeback?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2015 8:13:34 GMT -8
Ten minutes passed before Paladin Lothair arrived. He was commander of a sect of mages and standing in for Levi Thunderstruck for the meeting. "My King." He slammed his fist to his chest and bowed. "I understand this meeting may be of high importance, but I ran into my brother, Optio-Legate Ozmidas. He followed and I ask that you permit him into the meeting."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2015 8:16:57 GMT -8
"I know him, he will be a Praetor one day. He may enter."
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Optio-Legate Ozmidas Wolfris
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Physical Description: Like most Aaedanians Ozmidas is heavily built. He stands 5'11". Beneath his helm is bearded face. High cheek bones, medium sized nose, and green eyes. Hair is dark brown and cropped.
Clothes and Equipment: Typical Aaedanian Heavy armor makes up his attire. A typical Aaedanian shield and sword are his primary weapons.
Like all Aaedanian shields a dagger is available just above the grips.
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Post by Optio-Legate Ozmidas Wolfris on Aug 24, 2015 8:32:12 GMT -8
Ozmidas entered the room and gave a quick salute to the king. He took the sidelines standing against the wall opposite the king.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2015 8:33:24 GMT -8
"We await only Nikolai and the Praetors."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2015 14:00:07 GMT -8
Galaar entered the war room where the others awaited him. "Apologies for the delay," he said harshly, "I had some recruits who didn't think to highly of my training methods." Galaar stood firm, strong, and content. He was like an immovable block; strong and resilient, and firmly planted in place, with his arms folded.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2015 17:03:57 GMT -8
"Are you making them run for the entirety of your absence again?" Jorech smiled. "We await the rest of the Praetors and Nikolai. But since so many are here, these maps have been delivered by Tribune-Rex Nyx Mann. Take a look and tell me what you see." The king was excited as he spoke.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2015 17:26:50 GMT -8
Praetor-Rex Raynold Takans arrived, he had to enter the city from a patrol so it took him longer than most, He had met the other two Praetors, Holthow Bartholomew and Theo Alwhin on the way. Raynold saluted the king. As did the others. "I hope we have not missed anything."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2015 17:41:05 GMT -8
Optio-Praetor-Rex Holthow Bartholomew saluted his son John Bartholomew after his salute to the king. "The meeting is soon to begin, yes?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2015 17:47:04 GMT -8
The only female Praetor currently. The red cloth around her neck showing she is the Calvary commander of Aaedan. She simply took her place in the circle of delegates. "We are waiting for Nikolai? No?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2015 17:59:29 GMT -8
Jorech looked to those in the room. Not counting Nikolai everyone had arrived. High Praetor John Bartholomew, the Might of Aaedan. Praetor of the 1st Leigion, Vanguard of Aaedan: Praetor Galarr. Praetor of the 2nd Legion, The Riders of Aaedan: Praetor Theo Alwhin. Praetor of the 3rd leigon, the Fist of Aaedan: Archduke Ralof Mann. Praetor of the 4th Legion, the Sword of Aaedan: Prator Raynold Takans. Praetor of the 5th Legion, the Shield of Aaedan: Optio-Praetor-Rex Holthow Batholomew. High Paladin of the Aeon Knights, Lothair Wolfris. 3rd Legion Legate, hero of the Eastern Warfront Ozmidas Wolfris.
These powerful men and woman will be setting a course for Aaedan in this "New World" opened up to them. War or peace, victory or defeat, Glory or shame.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2015 6:12:57 GMT -8
Galaar, still standing in a near-perfect attentive stance - with his hands clasped behind his back and his back straight - cleared his throat and spoke up. "Tell us, good King Jorech, what is it you've planned? Is it war? Or dipomacy? Our people are strong, and our armies stronger. There exists no nation in this world today who could hope to match us in sheer military might."
Galaar was a military-minded man. He loved warfare and battle. He loved the history of it. Most of all, he loved the legacies of the great military minds of the past. But he was also not a warmonger.
"However, I think it wise to seek out allies in the midst of this new world. I suggest we seek out strong allies across the land first. Then we make our move, should you wish to wage war."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2015 17:12:05 GMT -8
The was grinning, "I fear war will be finding it's way to us." He sat down a full report from Nyx. "This is a report from my daughter. In it it describes an early run with soldiers from a place," he placed a finger on the desert north of the Free Ciry, "known as the Pheonix State. They are outwardly aggressive and could pose a threat to us. While I don't think we can march our troops through the desert and fight them head on.... I wan the Legions on standby at all times. I want the full garrison on the walls at all times allowing only breaks for appropriate rest. Since they will likely strike from the north I want the Calvary stationed at the southgate and ready to ride. If they come to attack us we will be not be caught unaware."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 1, 2015 15:13:08 GMT -8
"The Phoenix State?" Galaar thought inquisitively for a few moments, examining the map. "I've too heard of their aggressiveness. But you're right - we can't fight them in the deserts. I've a mind like your own, my King: station more garrisons in the northern reaches. We should send emissaries there to negotiate with them. To.... feel them out, get a clearer understanding of their purposes. Meanwhile, if war does come to us, we'll need to find allies to help us. We should visit these kingdoms," Galaar spread his hand across the map, pointing out the other kingdoms, "and seek friendly relations with them. If the Phoenix State ever lashes out from the barren wastes they call home, then at least we'll have good backing."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2015 12:03:53 GMT -8
He nodded to Galaar, the praetor taking the next command out of his mouth. "Indeed, we should fortify the norther borders, double if not triple the garrison. Whats more, it seems our western neighbor, the Free City is in a shaky alliance with them. I fear we will get no help from them if we go to war. We may even be going to war with them as well. Though Tribune Nyx has reported that they seem to avoid war as much as possible." He examined the map once more, "We should send emissaries to the Kingdom of Medan as well. I don't know their relationship with the Free City but if they will go to war with us we may need the help." He sighed. Sending troops so far from home was a new endeavor for the Aaedanians. Their history of war was always with the barbarians that lay to the east, the eastern war front close enough to home to get fresh troops to the fights regularly. "It will be hard to send troops to foreign wars while maintaining a defense for the city. The barbarians may be done for the year, but they will resume their assaults. When that happens, we will need to crush them before they can do too much damage. If we could prevent their attacks all together..."
At this point the King's eyes lit up. A plan, tried before but always falling short of complete success. "Perhaps we should devote one of the Legions to invade the east. Route out the barbarians. Kill all but the women and children. It will stop them from attack for a few years at least and allow us to pursue foreign interests with a secured home front." He looked to Raynold Takans, "This is a job for the Sword of Aaedan, is it not?"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2015 12:06:23 GMT -8
Takans nodded, "It will be done." The man turned to Archduke Ralof. "I am taking the Legate with me, if you don't mind."
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