[Simple]

1870 A.C.
"We will not stop until they are exterminated."

It is as I foretold, my fair and just people of Osrona. The pretenders to the north have decided to beat their wings louder than necessary, pounding their chest with a false sense of superiority. They so high believe themselves mighty, yet what they fail to realize is that they are not more than mere babies in the grand scheme of Esshar.

Children who will die for their cause, for their draconic overlord.

I have consulted with the stars, with the divine above in prayer, and I know without doubt that this is the path we must now embark upon. The days of Osrona turning a blind eye to transgression are long behind us. We must rally together in this time of darkness, and show the world that the might of the Osronan people extends beyond fending off vampires, but instead squashing every threat which dares stand in our way.

They have seen fit to capture our people, to butcher innocents for their 'god,' a mockery of the Fireblooded. We are accepting any and all true dragons within the walls of Osrona, and together we will reclaim your home, and push out the pretenders who have laid claim to it. I seek naught to destroy all dragons, but merely the one which they have decided to worship, as well as the group as a whole.

It is with that said that I, Eisele rei Petrakis, Queen of Osrona and blessed of Malziel, hereby declare war upon the rebel group of the Ebonblooded.

They will be made to kneel, made to grovel for mercy and penance, yet they shall be met with naught but the edge of a blade. The same 'mercy' that was shown to those they so carelessly sacrificed. Put to death, their wings forever on display as a reminder to any group that attempts the same thing.

Their idols shall be torn down, their fortress set ablaze, reduced to nothing more than ash. They will be allowed no quarter, made to suffer tenfold.

Bring me their heads, as justice dictates.

-Queen Eisele rei Petrakis

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Immediately following the formal declaration of war, the First Light is seen mobilizing its forces and pushing to the west. Creating a war camp at the base of the mountains, as they begin the long march to reclaim the mountain for the true Fireblooded people. Interestingly, however, the Queen is not taking to the field herself, a statement that they aren't truly seen as a threat in the same image as the vampires.

The first battle will be one to free any and all captives of the Ebonblooded.
Time TBD

[radio]

 

"Time and time again I don't act on my instincts and it comes to bite me. When you walked through my halls with Myrine, I knew then trouble was afoot. Though, in battle this is far from the truth. Let us hope you don't have to come to find that out yourselves. To avoid such, I will give you this chance now to return my Deacon or face my blade. Each and every one of you, I do hope you enjoy sitting in your tower for taking a step out will not bring you good fortune under the Stars as long as you hold her.
 
The heavens guide me, your wyverns will never reach such heights.
 
You have one month. Do not play games with me, it is not often people can anger me, but you certainly have."

 

The Stellus and Champion of Osrona's forces has made their declaration. A formal warning has been given to the Ebonblooded. If the prisoner Myrine is not to be released to the Gardios then their members will be hunted throughout night and day. A woman with no need for sleep, she is prepared to fill her threat.
 
Claramonde is present among the forces even if the Queen is not, she flies above to make it known. Eyes spilling with the light of the Cosmos, her presence is to be felt. 

[Simple]

The date has been set. A raid to release captives (NPC/PC) to prevent sacrifice.
Thursday, September 23rd, at 6 P.M. EST

[ail]

"They killed Taiyo and stole his tactics. Clever."

"They claim they'll harbor real dragons, but of whom do they refer? Drakmer, Boreas, Allium? Name another who adheres to Garjling's teachings, who openly pays homage to their God without fear. You won't, for you cannot. I'll take a few moments of your time to remind you...

It was we who fought against those who aimed to harbor the Mirelings. We who clashed with the undead, Helspawn, and their sympathizers. We who sacrificed heretic after heretic to our patron dragon, who prowled the lands in pursuit of Heretical scum, who stood with Drakmer long after Balmung was taken. So when Osronan's attended our rites, when we ended lives that'd been dedicated to serving the forces of Hel and it's creations, were we expected to back down when those of Osrona sought to defend them?

Sought to put an end to Naysien's will?

No.

Now they've to nerve to speak on honor while using the very tactics used against us by the Nyx Rhoynish.

Damn them and their stars, damn their lies, damn their dogmas. Let them keep their lizards. Let them harbor those who'd rather hold a heretics hand than shove a blade through their chest. Let the vampire sympathizers flee and hide behind their walls. Let every so called man and woman who fought for the presence of the Mirelings flee.

They're doing us a favor.

Drop any pretenses of justice and honor during this war. They've already proven they're incapable of enacting either. Do not forget Naysien's words, even should you perish over this farce.


...the angels will tell you it's justice, attempting to normalize and give it rationale. I've no need to pretty my words to add allure to some dogma. What you seek is revenge, and it's up to you to attain it."

The Naysien cultists can be witnessed hoarding supplies and beating each other senseless day in and out in preparation for the war.

[Horos]

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Den Father Allium Vartuul stands injured among a group of citizens belonging to the lower frozen mountains that mark the terrain of Garljing Coat.
Lifting his hands as his crimson wings mantle the skies and the Dragons of the Coat encircle the clouds above them.

Allium Vartuul to Eisele rei Petrakis.

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"I've heard your words dear Cousin.

How much we could've achieved together? Such a question will remain unanswered since from today on there isn't nothing more but the desire to strike the other down between your people and mine.
Let your people know the truth that it was your actions and those of your Stellus that would bring death to your doors. You've declared the war to my children, to my people, to our dragons and they won't be ignored.

Years of peace destroyed by your ego and desire to step beyond those that for so long protected your walls when you had nothing. Those that for so long fought beside you back when the light didn't blind your limited eyes. I'm different. Remember my eyes can't be deceived like yours."

"Lets settle this grudge once and for all.. perhaps we will never fated for peace and the seeds of the wars of yesterday were only a prelude to the war of today.
Let the fire of our Dragons mantle your skies as within its reach there isn't light only the ashes of those that defy us on battle."

The Coat doesn't surrender. 
The Coat doesn't hold fear.

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Allium Vartuul to the 'traitors'

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"The sun has set tonight and with it 'Three' New Dragonlords have taken the mantle to guide the fiery hearts of those within our ranks. For the might and honor let their hearts guide the Coat to a path further than the horizon. But for those.. that have chose to seek a home among the Traitors in Osrona, you know who you are.. I stand here today to give you the mercy to run from your houses and leave the Mountain."

"There's no home for those with doubt among the frozen fields of the Coat. You've three days to pack your things and look back, without being forced to fight for freedom just leave as I won't drag those without will into a fight that they don't see fit."

"For those that desire to stay and seek redemption among their siblings in the Coat. You also have an opportunity to stand beside our warriors once more and earn your way into a path of honor. Seek Borias, Foster and Lianne if such is your desire."

"One thing is for sure..
Whatever path you choose
Make sure it doesn't interfere with ours.
Side with our enemies and our flames that have no eyes
will burn you equally."

\

"You insulted us.
You betrayed us.
Now you will be punished.
Let it be an example to those that tomorrow 
seek to defy us."

[radio]

 

"You were warned, yet you still stood before our blades. The traitor Micheal Lucio has found justice, his soul to be sent to the Stars and renewed, cleansed of sin to serve a greater purpose. Something he believed himself to be destined. He is finally serving it. Your sacrifices have been freed. Those without a path to redemption will meet the executioner, the rest will begin their journey to a second chance.

 

Stars above guide us. We will not falter. Not while innocents suffer."

 

The Stellus, Claramonde akh Gardios, along with Kasimir Petrakis and members of the Crown's Guard raid the tower of the Ebonblooded after cutting through a majority of their forces. The mountain is overrun by soldiers from the First Light, forces led by present Radiant, Adrian ven Grimmore.

 

Once the elite force had made their way within the walls of the Ebonblooded's fortress it was all too late. Storming the halls the prisons were to located and left asunder. Those within chains escorted out and through defending soldiers of the First Light to be judged by the hands of the Shimmering City. The Stellus herself locates the reason to start it all, her student and Deacon, Myrine, to take her home herself.

 

It is an overwhelming victory for Osrona and the first showing of the newly dubbed First Light. Though, this was probably to be expected. The roar of a dragon cascading from even higher into the mountains spell the future for the Ebonblooded.

 

They were far from finished. They had just started.