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Feb

2022

Desert Spear

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Log from The Thread Holder Journal v.3

As I sit in the Thread Holder tower contemplating my position in this world. Torn between crown and community. Sitting here, sights on diplomacy when violence is my future. As a member of the Community, War seems so needless yet we all crave it. As a member of the bloodthirsty Gladiators, I am excited to conjure the very best of myself to destroy my enemy. This position is impossible, to keep myself controlled during negotiations when I have the urge to simply end the battle at the very same table.

As I leave the throne I commissioned to be built and venture to the balcony, I peek into the scrying pool. As I peer longer, adjusting the magic, I see the battlegrounds being prepared just outside of Seer's Village. I see Elves attuning their crystals and singing beautiful songs of their past. I see Arya and Travis meeting with troops, boosting moral and assuring victory to those around them. I see nervous faces of those not accustom to fighting, especially not that of such a grand force.

Again, readjusting the pool, I find myself in the encampment just north of Ardougne...The Gladiators. While this is my homeland and I know what is to come of my people, I still wonder, what is the point. The bloodshed that we were all raised to love and adore...it just seems empty but then I am reminded of why we fight. The reports claim that the Elves killed our king and we are loyal to the crown. It enrages me to think that they could have done such a thing after everything Lathus has done for this region. It is unfair, the strife that I feel...the conflict.

Sitting here, again in my Throne, I remember my place. I remember what I must do for both my Community and my Clan. I remember the people I serve and the people I love. This war shall not be without virtue and on the battlefield we shall fight with honor. While this war will be filled with blood and horror; our Community will be the greatest in all of Runescape!

Desert Spear

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War, War never changes.

19-Nov-2016 17:51:51

Youyou

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19-Nov-2016 21:22:53

Dec

2012

Sacae

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25 Ire of Phyrrys, 6A1 ; this is the date to the conclusion of the Battle of Lumbridge.
The devastation brought by the gods

Saradomin

and

Zamorak

crippled the miniature kingdom
within the domain of the

Kingdom of Varrock

. The Kingdom itself was wealthy, honourable,
and powerful at the time; however, after the conclusion of the Battle of Lumbridge did
we see the corruption and dilapidation that the Kingdom truly had.

The Kingdom neglected the citizens of Lumbridge. Instead of allocating its profusion of
funds to aid the distressed town, the town remained in a ruined state. It was until an
independent contractor by the name of Foreman George, as well as humble Samaritans under
him, took action and rebuilt portions of the town without any assistance from the Kingdom.

It is then that the bureaucracy of the

Kingdom of Ashdale

decided that we must liberate
Lumbridge from its oppressors, to impede the rule of a heedless Kingdom and bring forth
opportunity and progress, just as we did

Crandor

, and consolidate the sole ultimatum:
To Make Lumbridge Great Again .

The Legion of Ashdale, after conducting the Invasion of Crandor, have set sail on the HMS
Brave Bull and the Religious Freedom , to Port Sarim. It is from here that the Legion will
exact fury on the

Kingdom of Varrock

, as they march towards Lumbridge...

War Delcaration
- KASH v. KoV for Lumbridge
- Saturday, Dec. 3 @ 5:00PM EST/10:00PM GMT
- 5v5 Clan Wars on Turrets
- No summoning/allies
Format:
>KASH Attacks
>KoV Defends
>North Spawn Attacks
>KASH Attacks
>KoV Defends

Any discrepancies, questions, or counter-proposals should be forwarded to Lord Bowie I, Sacae, Megawhale, or Exitium Deus. ¨˜†˜¨

"By day or night, in defeat or victory... the power of the Great Lord be with thee."

¨˜†˜¨ ¨˜†˜¨

The White Knights of Falador - Colonel

¨˜†˜¨

19-Nov-2016 22:43:08

Campo

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The sun reached its midday peak, both armies now gathered, banners held high, shields glinting in the sun, rank upon rank of soldiers, militiamen and knights representing Ardougne, numbering 13,000 strong, against the 9,000 strong defenders - a mix of elves, Fremmenik, and volunteers and levies from the Seers populous.

A fine day for battle , Magus Campo would think to himself. Word had reached him sometime earlier that Legatus Zaire was called away on pressing personal matters, as was the Imperator, so it had befallen him to lead the men gathered today for the glory of Ardougne.

Campo looked up and down the battle line, looking at each and every man there, examining them for complacency or fear, and in them he saw nothing but confidence. Cool, calm confidence, and determination to butcher the foe. This was nothing new to them. Most veterans of many battles against the elven scum, there was nought for them to be afraid of. No matter what the elves threw at them, they were certain that when the dust settled, the only ones left standing, the only banners left flying, would be those of Ardougne.

Magus Campo would, with a couple of the Gladiators' finest soldiers, set forth to meet the Elven representative, Xul, in the centre of 'no mans land'. There, they would both state their armies are ready for battle, both express their intent on seeing battle commence, and both agree today was the day for blood to be spilt and the siege to be settled once and for all.

Campo returned to the main force, and readied the troops for battle. The Ardougnian battle-line would let out a war cry and begin their slow, disciplined, formation march towards the forces of Isafdar, holding rank expertly, weapons readied, minds focussed, all for the glory of the new king of Ardougne and to avenge the deceased King Lathas. Today would be their day, they were certain of it...

Kingdom of Ashdale

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Campo

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When they were in range of a charge, Campo let loose the cry, and, as one, the warriors of Ardougne lowered their weapons and charged headlong into the defenders who, safe to say, looked so scared they might well have already been the corpses they were to become.

A huge crash roared out as metal met metal, and arrows and bolts of Ardougnian archers and crossbowmen punctured through the armour of the Isafdar warriors, bringing them to a swift and brutal end. Spells flew over the heads of the engaged forces, freezing and incinerating any unlucky souls to be caught in them. Confidence ran high and only got higher as battle met, not a single man of Ardougne falling as they drove through the swiftly collapsing ranks of the defenders.

Elves, Fremmenik and men of Seers scattered in all directions, fleeing for their lives as the mighty army of Ardougne drove on and on, crushing all in their midst. The way they swept through looked almost majestic and picturesque from a bird's eye view. It was not long before horns sounded from Seers calling for their forces to fall back and regroup, and for the fleeing defenders, it could not have come soon enough. They fled as fast as their legs would carry them, racing through the village, to where they were regrouping.

Magus Campo let loose a cry of victory, unanimously joined in by every man there, but they all knew that this was only half of it. Their foe were regrouping as they celebrated, and would no doubt try, foolishly, to retake what they had just lost.

As Campo reorganised the battle line, he noticed complacency had seeped into a large number of his men. I suppose it comes with crushing a foe so easily...I just hope it isn't the death of them , Campo thought.

Just as they finished reorganising, the telltale sound of the Isafdar warhorns rang out once more, however this time, they were calling for an attack, not a retreat. It was time for the butchery to commence one last time...

Kingdom of Ashdale

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Campo

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Soon enough the ragtag group of survivors that formed the Kingdom of Isafdar's army appeared, marching towards the Ardougne line, weary-looking and devoid of morale. It won't take much to finish this , Campo told himself, knowing full well they should be no match for his own army.

Ardougne made its final preparations along its lines, and Isafdar charged, seeking to cripple the Ardougnian right flank. Campo swiftly ordered his forces to adjust accordingly, the line swiftly shifting rightwards and meeting the Isafdar charge head on. Again the boom of noise of steel smashing against steel struck, albeit quieter this time given the size of the defenders' force being somewhat hampered now.

Again the defenders seeking to hold on to their Seers holding felt the sheer might of Ardougne's veteran army as they were cut down with ease once more. That said, the flanking manoeuvre was not completely without merit, as more Ardougnians than anticipated fell to the incisive measure, disappointing the Magus. If only complacency hadn't struck them... Soon enough, though, few of Isafdar's force remained, and those who did were fleeing, desperate to get to their northern holdings - all that they had left to flee to with Ashdale's forces having boxed them in through conquering Catherby unchallenged.

This was a day of glory, a day of honour, and a day of vengeance. The dead king Lathus, slain by the elven scum, was avenged. Victory was once more claimed by the joint Ardougnian-Gladiator military, decimating their foe. Seers had been liberated, and brought to more benevolent rule. The elven virus was one step closer to being cured once and for all. The Magus knew victory was expected of him, and comfortably as well, and he felt pleased knowing he had delivered just that. It would be a night of celebration for him and those left standing, but first, the dead must be gathered and tended to.

Seers Village, and Camelot, was free.

Kingdom of Ashdale

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