Shortly after departing the grand wedding of the Not So Innocent Virgin and the newly crowned Emperor Bryggan, Tristan set his sights on an old piece of land owned long ago by the Starks, held even before the fall of the Kingdom of the North. He rode down south, making the long journey from Nova Curaw to New Ahmerrrad. Upon arriving in his city, he set about arming his troops with the finest Acre steel. As he was overseeing his troops arming, Furnavi rode up to him on horseback, dismounted and saluted.
"Tristan! I see you're wasting no time, as usual. What is the plan this time?" He asked, being as out of the loop as usual. Sighing, I took a map off of the realm off my belt and unrolled it.
"See this village right here?" I pointed at a village, tucked out of the way in the Steppes. "That was the first village entrusted to me by the Empress. I have decided to retake it for her, as a wedding gift, since I so carelessly lost it earlier." Furnavi stood there and studied the map for a few seconds, before opening his mouth and speaking.
"But its straight through Legionaire land! How are you planning on getting over there? Wouldn't they spot you?" he said, pointing out the obvious.
"Well yes, they would, but I have a plan that if I work it just right, we can attack them without them seeing it coming. See here's what we will do." I pointed at New Ahmerrad, and traced my finger along the desert, into the forsaken lands known as EU. "See, if we go along the border in EU, we can come through here and bypass most of their fortifications. If we time it right, we can take this village easily and liberate the poor people." smiling, Furnavi nodded his head.
"It just might work".
And with that we rode out of the city, accompanied by 300 strong men. In a matter of days, our plan would be put to the test...
Battle:
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