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Current "Þæs ofereode, þisses swa mæg." - Deor.
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"Point me out the happy man and I will point you out either egotism, selfishness, evil - or else an absolute ignorance."
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Hwær cwom mearg? Hwær cwom mago?
Hwær cwom maþþumgyfa?
Hwær cwom symbla gesetu?
Hwær sindon seledreamas?
Eala beorht bune!
Eala byrnwiga!
Eala þeodnes þrym!
Hu seo þrag gewat,
genap under nihthelm,
swa heo no wære.

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I may be able to supply what aid I do have available, provided I will receive vast compensation for emptying my treasury and throwing away my Peoples lives in a foreign conflict. People are rather adverse to their friends and family going off to die for another nations cause, after all, not to mention the political implications for voting in the next election (Mr Prime Minister has his own ends too, after all), the possible political and economic troubles at home... And the possibility of my soldiers failing, this all falling apart and us seeing a collapse of your nations... With my investment collapsing with it

I'm gambling on this, basically, and as such I expect to gain a lot if it succeeds.

But yes, you will have my support provided you two will cough up when the time comes for me to convince my population that Corustaria has benefited in a massive way from this.
Argh! Damn you Gowia, you stopped me posting my quick military U-turn and force movements and political stuff! The god has no mercy! XD
Ah fuck. I better get the army and navy ready, and pick suitable targets, just in case I need to do a Mussolini to keep those damn rebels from whining too much.

I see a fatal flaw in that warning. What if the nations supporting the two now default on all agreements due to the ending of the Lance and Numburg political entities, form an alliance with invaders and crush Prussia in order to slice up its lands how they please when they're done? Particularly as none of them were informed this might be coming, and might be spiteful about the impacts on trade, agreements (Anyone who pledged to defend Numburg would now either have to default or be dragged into defending the Lance as well) politics and the global economy.
An unfotunate situation

"There is no time for this, I understand the implications and I will throw whatever coin you please your way but..." The Counts son said, leaning over the desk
"The mages guild prefers to stay out of politics, surely you understand that." The mage replied firmly from the other side
"Your mages guild trains our warriors, enchants our weapons, sends mages to fight among our own, you're about as wrapped up in our politics as you could be, just deliver the message" The Legate said "It was the Emperor who funded the reestablishment of the Mages Guild from his own pocket. You had dissolved and only reformed when he funded the movement. In return your arch-mage swore an oath of allegiance to the Empire and its peoples, so don't tell me you aren't involved in politics!"
"Do you think it would be good for the guilds image if it turned out it wasn't willing to help the Empire save face?" The dark elf butted in, and the mage finally relented, reaching out and taking the letter
"To the Count, yes? Very well..." He muttered, standing up and leaving the room. Both the man and the let out out a sigh of relief
"Thank the nine for that" The Legate breathed "No doubt we'll be facing enough trouble, without Triarius banging his fist over a damaged image"
"I can only imagine how fast we would have been dismissed"
"Probably before we could even protest..."

Black marsh

The Count and the Elder Councillor had proceeded to follow the argonian, and were stopped in their tracks by the opening of a small portal. A Dremora stepped out in front of them, taking something from his armour and tossing it to them
"Be quick about it, Churl" It hissed, as one of the imperial soldiers bent down, taking the letter and handing it to the Councillor. As it did, the Dremora turned, took a few steps away and cast a spell over its self, disappearing once more.
"What's it say?" The count whispered as the councillor opened it
"It's addressed to you... Its from your own son, and the 3rd legion Legate..." The councillor whispered back, handing it too him. The Dark Elf took it and opened it, reading over it, muttering under his breath
"Dire news... Our assumptions were wrong... Not Morrowind... The ordinators saved the..." He paused, and finishing reading in silence. His son had the cheek to end it with We shouldn't have given in to popular opinion . The arrogant upstart, he's been the first to give in to popular opinion! The Dark Elf and the Councillor exchanged glances with one another, and checked the seal to ensure it was authentic. Sure enough it was. The count quickly crammed it into his pocket, swallowing slightly. This mess would reach the Emperors ears, and there would be trouble because of it. He could almost hear the words now What in oblivion were you playing at?! How did a handful of agents many to evade the legions, time and time again? What would he respond with... No, what could he respond with... Oops.
#Mertreachery more like.
Never trust a Dark/High elf, eh? Hah
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, its Gaurdsmen and Leaders, while actually ending up scoring points with the Empire and its people... And given me a headache with it all

You sneaky little bastard haha
An... What... Hang on did...

The Legate of the legion in Cheydinhal was quick to give orders to set up the defenses and prepare for an assault upon hearing of Ordinators... But when the Ordinators arrived with the captives in tow, apparently not against their own will, the Legate himself became confused. As such, his men remained on stand by and didn't attack. The counts son was just ad confused. The Legion had been up at arms against Morrowind, but it didn't appear the captives were being herded by the point of a weapon. He was the first of the two to regather his wits and called out from atop the gatehouse
"Ordinators? And are those .. Please, explain yourselves at once!" He challenged, the Legate came to peer over the wall again but remained silent and solemn as he did. Was this an assault... No, it wouldn't make sense to bring prisoners with you on an assault. Which left the possibility that he had been wrong about Morrowind.
Which wasn't an acceptable alternative either. By the mind this had become a mess, a disaster... An embarrassment for the legion and now... He contemplated jumping from the ramparts right there and then to escape the shame his inadequate command of the garrison had brought to the legion and himself.
Yeah, muhahaha...

Oh shit, my lolwebuls will be angry again D: xD
Tyranids

"Revise your comment, it is of no use for negotiation. We cannot simply kill all life, there must be something you actually want." The Overseer said with a frown

Clones

They weren't the same as the others here, that had become increasingly obvious, from the first reading of their minds this was obvious. These "Equestrians" knew them as "Triarians". They were also separate from the Equestrians. And they were test subjects.
Their knowledge had bee easy to take, they didn't have these "Psionics". The younglings had taken a lot of
useful information from their minds. Names, places, purpose... Intentions.
They were a separate race and were test subjects, captives if you will. This was similar to the concept that they found called "Racism". And they had been "Cloned" from a "Sample" taken from another "Triarian" by force on a planet of their kind.
They were "Prisoners", basically. As far as they knew, they were essentially children that had been torn from their parents.

I'm afraid...
We all are, but we must return home
It's so far away. I want my parents.
We leave, today. And we'll get them for hurting our brother
Did they...
Just look at him, it must be them.
What if we get caught...
Don't worry... We'll go home, you'll see.
And then we'll find our parents and they'll tell Vahlen off and she won't be bad anymore?
Yeah, that's right, Vahlen will be good once the others tell her off!
We have him now.
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