It all began when TKoV fell apart. My glorious god king emperor Rob left us and TKoV could not bear the void left in his absence. I wandered alone, a broken taser that fell into trading broken items and dreams. But after a while, I had grown rich and spoiled trading and had many donkeys and whores to spare. I fell into dealings with Kesh and waged war upon MB with smuggled men and weapons. I had great victories over MB with a spree of victories over MB before being hit by a 4th army and my victories were spoiled. However I had done my work and Kesh and Bale with their armies broke MB as aldo was too addicted to dota to care. MB died and my small revenge towards MB for taking velucan land in a opportunistic land grab after TKoV disbanded was gratifying.
However I once more had no goal and no quest. I once again wandered, selling old goods and broken weapons. Then I was called upon to aid in a war that threatened an old ally in the north. I was asked to intervene and do what I could to aid them. Without hesitation, I joined in their defense and marched what I considered partially an army to the north. After much marching and whoring, I wanted to spend the night at a nice place so I sent some scouts to a nearby castle. The guards being as inebriated as the father I never had shoot and killed some of my scouts. I readied the army and attacked the castle for revenge plus it looked like it needed redecorating. After a great victory, the castle was mine as was its spoils which was mostly random gear and weapons. In taking the castle however, I pushed out the enemy HoC was fighting from the southern border and denied them a refuge to do further attacks upon nearby villages and to endanger the heart of HoC, Sargoth. And there was much rejoicing.
After settling the land and giving soldiers widows to further the tasa clan name, I turned towards decorating the castle and changing the weapons and armor the blacksmiths made to better suit a proper taser. After long I turned thoughts towards velucan lands. Much of the land had gone to chaos with crime overtaking much and utter chaos reigned rather than a proper velucan lord. It pained my batteries to see this. So I raised an army and marched south with the largest fully taser army I had yet raised with high hopes of reconquering the lands and furthering the name of Tasa Clan. Alas my hopes, dreams and army was shattered before the walls of grunwalder castle where an improptu defense overwhelmed the baggage train and relieved me of all supplies. My army was defenseless and fled. I retreated to Jelbegi Castle in shame and watched bitterly as grunwalder castle and its surrounding areas swapped hands from lord to lord.
I grew in strength, rebuilding my armies and outfitting my castle when a new war in the north erupted. I was called upon to give aid to the Wards of Mithrim and I answered. I marched with the largest army I had ever raised and it was decimated before the walls of curaw. 1700 tasers slaughtered or missing that day with a valiant defense by the HCE army I set to destroy. A great loss even as the reason I started the battle had been achieved. A bittersweet victory that was hollow over the bodies of all those dead and maimed that day. I retreated to Jelbegi Castle and massed another army to march back to give aid once more. My people couldn't bear another bittersweet battle. The second and last battle I gave aid in for the northern war of curaw was my assistance in defeating an army sent to reinforce curaw. It had been battered in a victory the day before and I resolved to finish it off. The enemy was low on morale and enthusiasm and my tasers made quick work of them. They had surpassed my expectations but as I saw the slaughter at the enemy's flags, it was more than enthusiasm, it was revenge. I could feel the bloodlust as they crashed down upon their lines and swept them aside. They wanted revenge for the last defeat and they got it in a resounding victory. Marching home with the spoils of war, I felt pride bursting from every taser marching in the army as they sang songs of victory and home. They had been vindicated and Tasa Clan had shown its worth and resolve.
After the northern war of curaw ended and curaw finally fell after many assaults, I set out for home. Jelbegi Castle is home and yet it isn't. For now tasers defend it and will cultivate its lands for battery acid. And we will relax as peace seems to be the state of the north for now. The south is still in an uneasy war that seems to have stalled but it is not our concern. For now, Tasa Clan will rest and bide our time. Much has been spent and we do not regret aiding our allies but for now, we must look to our own concerns and desires. Too many tasers have voided their warranties for others at the risk of our own.