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Danate

Master Knight
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In the lands of Calradia were minor factions fighting for supremacy to have a right to rule upon the land. When the time is right to write this part. The wrath of a forgotten force will come to show everyone what swag really is.
 
Prologues
A Small Tale of Warband and Memes: Prologues
tK:
Name: Knights of the Turtle
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Leader: King Tito
Faction: Nord/Swadia​

“Tito! There is too many Watchmen! We need to retreat!” Sir Prime tried to pry King Tito from the front lines. Tito would not falter, he kept his axe and shield gripped tightly, ready for the next Watchmen to feel his wrath.
“Are you with me!?” Tito yelled after making a slurping sound after his roar.
“For the Turtle Knights!” Tito’s forces made a second attempt to push The Midnight Watchmen back.
“Raise the flag Guacc!” Sir Nero called to his comrade in arms. Count Guacc threw aside his shield and raised the Flag of the Turtle high into the sky. The horn was sounded, Co-Captain Thunderbeu led the cavalry charge to the right flank of the enemy. The impact was a massacre, Watchmen and Turtle Knights alike fell down like dominoes.
The Turtle Knights had made a final push into the lines of the Watchmen and they finally scattered back to their castle known as KING Blacktide Keep. The Turtle Knights celebrated their victory at the Fort of Honor.
“Sir Prime we need to return back to Red Castle. Scouts have reported that our lands are soon to be invaded by the Rastaferi Horde”
“When should they arrive?”
“Two days from now”
“My lord, we won’t make it”
“Oh”
“We need to rely on Prince Danate and his forces if we are to prevail…”
“Oh”
“DantE will need our assistance, for it is DantE! We must ride!” Thunderbeu mounted his horse and signaled his troops to move out.
“Wait Nero and Guacc!” Tito held out a scroll that was worn and ancient. “You need to deliver this the tower of Faith, tell Darin what has happened!”
“My lord, are you serious…we want to fight!”
“You will have your time but make haste, they must know of the Watchmen’s betrayal” King Tito’s forces began to move out from the Fort of Honor, and marched south.
Aporta, champion of tK stood there with his sword and shield, ready to take on enemies five at a time.
“Hold your ground Militia of the Turtle!” Danate’s forces consisted of many peasants and commoners, for King Tito needed all the soldiers he could muster against The Midnight Watchmen.
“Count Tyler, Swordlord Manry; flank the left with your men!”
“Princess Heat, I need you to rush the rear of the Horde”
“Yes my Prince”
“Aporta hold the front line assault with me!”
The Rastaferi Horde rushed the field swiftly with their desert horses and heavy lances. The Militia of the Turtle held their ground, ready for the impact. Closer and closer they became, Prince Danate signaled the archers to rain down upon the Horde. Many cavalry fell upon the grass, but the majority kept rushing forward.
The Horde crashed straight through the lines and thus began The Massacre of Turtle Village. Count Tyler and Manry's forces were caught off guard by a flanking maneuver and were forced to route from the battlefield. Princess Heat’s cavalry were not present on the field, perhaps they were routed as well? Prince Danate’s Militia fell quickly to the Sarranid blades of The Horde. Eventually, Aporta and Danate had to surrender their arms.
“Look at this! The Champion of the Turtle Knights and the pathetic heir to the throne of Akaria” Emperor Rob laughed while stuffing his face with bad memes. “I could have use for Aporta but kill Danate, there is no need for Akaria to return”
“You…” Before the Prince could speak a great sword was slashed over his neck. Taking Danate's head as a trophy.
The Rastaferi Horde captured Aporta and kept on riding to Red Castle.

TMW:
Name: The Midnight Watchmen
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Leader: Warden Rurin
Faction: Rhodok/Vaegir​
Lord Arys had returned to KING Blacktide Keep. All of the Sentinels were gathered around the Watchmen Table; Sentinel Clockwise, Sentinel Unciron, Sentinel Kherven and Warden Rurin were all waiting Arys’ arrival.
“I take it the Turtle Knights are destroyed?” Rurin stood up from his chair and the others followed.
“Warden of the Watch, King Tito proved to be a much harder enemy than we could have predicted”
“Nonesense!” Clockwise walked to the side of the room to pet the fat, pig like creature called Vorn. “All the Turtle Knights do is hilt spam…how could your Watchmen be defeated in such a manner?”
“I’m not sure Warden, if you let me…”
“No you may not. Clockwise will give you your punishment, for I must retire to retire”
“Sentinel, what do you wish of me?” Arys looked to the ground in shame and disbelief at the outcome of his situation.
“You are going to be locked away in the towker of SOTAMURSU. And must create one thousand helmit designs for our troops!”
Arys was escorted out by Kherven and Unciorn who doesn’t seem to want to be in this story but is.
Clockwise exited the keep with his amazing graphics painter, Sjaeles to his army camp some miles away.
“Vorn my ugly fedora, wearing monstrosity find me Jeffrey9792” Vorn sluggishly searched the camp until finally he found Jeffrey9792 practicing his infantry.
“Memes”
“Clockwise needs to see me?”
“Memes”
“Well, alright” Jeffrey9792 put away his sword and met up with Clockwise.
“Ah Jeffrey9792 walk with me” They kept walking to a very romantic part of the field. The sky was turning pink and the light of day was fading.
“What is it you want Sentinel?”
“The Tower of Faith must know of the Turtle Knights Treachery; go speak to Darin and tell him what has happened!” Clockwise handed Jeffrey9792 a scroll that was worn and ancient. “You must do this with haste! For King Tito might be trying to tell the Faith that we are in the wrong. Sjaeles will accompany you"
“Aye Sentinel, I shall leave immediately”
Jeffrey9792 mounted his horse and galloped away.
        “Follow him and if he betrays us, kill him” Clockwise handed the shrouded man a great sword and he began to follow Jeffrey9792.

GK:
Name: Golden Kingdom
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Leader: The Five
Faction: Swadia/Rhodok​
“My people! Please! Settle down!” Lord Delion had a headache in solution to all the commotion stirring in the council room.
“I say we bring this to the Tower of Faith let Darin decide!” Sparhawk stood up to hear the cries of his supporters.
“We don’t have time we need to strategize our next defense!” Landalore stood up and pointed viciously at Sparhawk, “Where is DoF now? Where is Captain Bubz’ army? They were supposed to be here to help us!”
“There has been civil war in the northern lands. You know this; The Midnight Watchmen went to war with the Turtle Knights. And the Rastaferi Horde is taking advantage of this and pillaging any village they can come across! They have already “Banned” Red Castle, how do you suppose DoF can help us when they can’t defend their own lands!?” Lion stood up as well and starting pointing fingers in the argument.
“Why don’t we call for the Wappaw tribes? They can help us!” Johnny stood up and entered in.
The argument continued for some time. It resulted in holding the castle from the next invasion and to hope they can hold longer than a week left.
Lord Delion was walking back to his estate. He stopped to watch a beheading of a pub player.
“xXxXTheZemnXxXx, you have committed tKs against The Golden Kingdom and her people what say you in her defense?”
“I didn’t know you couldn’t open the gate as defender I’m sorry!” The executioner readied his great axe high into the air.
As soon as the axe made contact Delion was caught up by Sir Ebdanian Admiral, and Captain Marquis.
“My lord!” Ebdanian called out with his irish-something accent.
“Ah Sir Ebdanian! And Captain? What are you both doing here?”
“My lord, we don’t believe we can hold any longer against the invasion”
“No Captain, no one believe we can but the council has decided, there is nothing we can do”
“Perhaps there is?”
“I’m sorry?”
“Let’s keep walking; Ebdanian and I have made a proposal with your help of course my lord”
“I’m listening?”
“If you can help us exit the east wing of the castle, Ebdanian can ride to the Tower of Faith and see if we can help the north. If so we can rally the north to help us repel this invasion. While he does this, I shall ride to rally the Wappaw tribes”
“This is too dangerous. The council will do anything to rid of me of senator. You don’t know what you’re dealing with here”
“My lord, please. This is the last chance we have. If the north keeps this up and we manage, somehow to survive than we will be attacked from the north as well! Now Ebdanian will ride with his trusty knights to the Tower of Faith, and I will rally the Wappaw tribes to Golden Citadel. This is our only chance my Lord”
Delion sighed at their dire situation. Okay, meet me at my estate at dusk. Soon enough, they began their plan to exit the Citadel. Many of the guards and soldiers were at the west wing looking at the vast armies that surround that sector. Lord Delion ordered the guards of the gatehouse to open the gate. All of their troops got out when suddenly, a crossbow bolt went straight into Delion’s stomach. Lord Delion’s Honor guard drew arms and engaged the assassins.
“You all suck and will die!” Honor guard Odo de Barri held his board shield high and his arming sword, “Go you fools! We’ll hold em!”
Captain Marquis and Sir Ebdanian rode far until they reached the crossroads. Marquis nodded at Ebdanian, “Well that went extremely well” Ebdanian sighed.
“We need to focus on the task at hand. Good luck to you Ebdanian, let’s move men!”
Chapter One: When Things Semi Work Out
DoF:
Name: Defenders of Faith
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Leader: Chaplain Darin
Faction: Swadia/Vaegir
Darin scratched the top of his balding head, in disbelief at the outcome of the events of the realm. Captain Bubz kept trying to calm the commotion in the council room; for the Turtle Knights were very close to drawing upon the Watchman. The knights of the GK stood in the back and whispered amongst themselves.
After some time, Darin stood up and everyone slowly came to a halt.
“My friends please, have a seat” Darin’s words are law in the realms of Calradia and everyone sat down. “My good friends of the Watch, dearest Turtle Knights, and Golden Kingdom, we must come to terms in this room. The Rastaferi Horde must be dealt with, their betrayal of the realm cannot be ignored. Rumors are spreading that King Tito has marched upon Emperor Rob at River Village. But we must unite together if what GK says is true about the south. Sir Ebdanian, please come forth and tell us what you told me”
“Well friends I’m going to tell you what I told our beloved Chaplain. They are back…”
“Uh who is back exactly?” Count Guacc sat there with a blank face.
“The Legion of the Black Shields has returned, they lay siege upon the Golden Citadel as we speak. We need to settle our differences in the north so we may march south and stop Rhade Letalis, Commander and Lord General of the Shields of the Black”
“If what you say is true, how has the Golden Citadel not fallen yet? If what the legends say are true” Sir Nero sat there with a blank face.
“We have been barely holding them off. Right now they hold the southern district of the Citadel. We have been trying to rally the Wappaw tribes but the medium wind has not favored us. I have had my emissary’s report that Captain Marquis has had little luck consulting with Chieftain Pizza42. But we need all of the north to rally!”
“Perhaps we should also look to the west…” Darin kept scratching his balding head.
“The west left us a long time ago. What makes you think they’ll return for us…?” Guacc spat dirt upon the table.
“We have a scroll that is worn an ancient” Sjaeles handed Darin the scroll.
“We do as well Chaplain” Guacc handed Darin his scroll that is worn an ancient.
Darin opened the scrolls and examined them for some time. “False accusations upon each other I see. Your differences must be dealt with immediately if we are to rally the north! I don’t want your excuses! We will reconvene tomorrow and discuss our next move. For now we must pray that King Tito can prevail against The Rastaferi Horde.

River Village
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Rastaferi Horde
Leader: Emperor Rob
Faction: Sarranid
The Turtle Knights held the inner sector of the village. King Tito is outmatched two to one but the strategical position of the Turtle Knights is an impossible feat to conquer. King Tito sent Sir Prime on a risky mission to find Princess Heat and rally his cavalry to River Village. The hope of the Turtle Knights rests with Tito’s command.
The Horde swarmed all four sides of the village. The durability of the Sarranid horses are weak and falter quickly, but the vast amount of them started to overwhelm tK.
“Fall back across the bridge!” King Tito commanded as the horde consumed the Windmill side of the river. Count Tyler made a daring charge with a few brave soldiers across the east bridge to flank the Rastaferi archers.
“Swordlord Manry I need you to pressure the middle bridge!” Manry rushed to the bridge with his swordlord brothers and started hacking soldiers down. Co-captain Thunderbeu flanked west and engaged a regiment of cavalry along the slopes.
The vast numbers of The Horde were too much for tK and started to get overwhelmed. When all hope was beginning to fade, upon the horizon stood Sir Prime and Princess Heat upon their steeds. The extra regiment was enough to boost the morale of tK. Soon enough, The Horde was scattered and Emperor Rob captured. Rob sat on his knees, where he belongs.
“Finish it! Do me like I did your pathetic Prince of Akaria!”
“No, death is a release not a punishment. Lock him in river cage”
“NO, KILL ME! THE LISTS SHOULD END KILL MEEEEE”
“My King I’m sorry for my absence, there were some rp things I had to…”
“No Princess Heat, because of you Danate is dead and Aporta is captured. Lock him up”
“King Tito, we need to move to the Red castle and rescue Aporta”
“Oh”
“Or possibly go south to see if the rumors are true in Golden Citadel”
“Oh” Prime shook his head and walked away.

Random Plains
Wappaw Tribes
Leader: Chieftain Pizza42
Faction: Rhodok/Swadia (Tribes)
It has been several days and Captain Marquis has finally convinced the Wappaw Tribes to rally forth to Golden Citadel.
Kel stared at Volpel in their tent hours before they march forth.
“Please be safe my love” Volpel folded some of Kel’s armour.
“Don’t worry about me love, no black shield legionnaire will take me from this world away from you”
Pizza42 walked in the tent, “Kel you are summoned”
There was one Wappaw that many have heard of. The Tribesman keep to themselves but one in particular is quite famous. All I have to say is, “Flag Mod?”
Mar was riding his horse along a river side in the random plain when a group of mercenaries ambushed him. Mar dashed far and long to a village to call for help. Unfortuntely, Mar ran his horse into a wall and flew off of his steed called dumbo. The leader of the mercenaries was called Mad Dawg. A ferocious, ruthless, nice guy. They captured Mar for fear of him telling his tribe; and covered his mouth because good lord.
When it was time for Wappaw to move out with Captain Marquis, Balion’s Mercenaries dashed out and ambushed their camp. Before they could engage, many of Pizza42’s men were cut down. An unfortunately had to surrender their arms.
“Well that was quite easy…” Mad Dawg slowly cut Nails down with his curved sword.
“Mad Dawg!? I thought you were…”
“Dead? No old friend, reborn is more like it. Rejuvenated, and hired by the right people once again”
“You won’t get away with this! Chaplain Darin will…”
“No old friend. Haven’t you heard, Rhade is back and Golden Citadel is almost fallen; a new empire shall rise! Bind them all, we will take them to the Naval Outpost”
A shrouded figure handed a large pouch of gold to Mad Dawg, “I hope that is enough for now. Once they are all into slavery we can aim to invade the North with more authority”
“It shall do for now”
“Very well let’s move”

Chapter Two: Long awaited arrivals...
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KoA
Name: Kingdom of Avalon
Leader: Jaco
Faction: Swadia

The Empire is falling into shambles, Emperor Roberta has been enslaved for two years,
The Soldiers of Avalon prepare for an assault on Red Castle to free their treacherous friend Aporta from more certain torture.
Jaco looked upon the walls of Red Castle, restless for they sell the best Mexican food in all the land orders his Captains,  Sir Troubadour and Nvno to begin the assault.
Sir Troubadour mounts his brave Brave and rides out with his heavily armoured knights. Nvno sallies forth with conscripts of the villages lusting for blood.
Gorlock, captain of Red Castle screams from the bottom of his black heart
“Kill the scum!” As he drew his sword, a dagger plunged into his stomach and he fell to his knees.
“Traitors!”
Above him were all of the Rasteferi Horde’s ‘Yuros’, laughing and gawking at the failed Captain.
Nvno’s forces pushed through the front gate dying mercilessly at the Captains hand. They were butchered with ease as Nvno is….uh, well Nvno as he is shot down by many arrows.
Sir Troubadour manages to beat back the Horde and they all surrender.
“Well done my lovely knight Sir Troubadour you will have infinite Tacos when this is done!”
Jaco stands on top of Gorlock
“The Horde is no more swear fealty to me and you shall live”
Gorlock spits on Jaco’s boots
“You don’t even have a clue what’s going on do you!?”
Jaco was puzzled;
“Yuro’s will reign down from the sky and all of Calradia will fall!”
Troubadour had enough and plunged his sword Beansnacks into Gorlock ending that degenerate meme.
“It seems we have more trouble at hand than just BkS and scurvy Rats.”

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Name: Black Shields
Leader: Mothrfkin Rhade
Faction: Swag

They Come

The city was in tatters, The Legionnaires decimated any Soldier that opposed them, any man, woman, or child that stood in their way was abolished from existence.
The remnants of GK were Delion and his honor guard; holding up in the Spire of Hope.
“We are Golden Knights of the Golden Kingdom! Whatever happens through those gates we will stand our ground and fight till the last man! For Honor and for the Golden Citadel!”
The gates smashed through and the BkS legionnaires mopped the floor with them unfortunately, because BkS Swag y’kno?
Mad dawg arrived with his army of mercenaries and prisoners. 
Commander Vannidar looked away from the city and all of its fallen Golden Knights.
“Ah new arrivals?”
“Yes and a Golden Captain as well!”
Captain Marquis was shoved to his knees
Mad dawg conversed, “What do you wish to do with him Commander?”
“Execute him in the streets for all I care”
Mad dawg drew his nicely curved sword and put it to Marquis’ neck
“Any last works fool?”
Marquis replied “Just get it over with”
Mad dawg cut his head clean off and proceeded to loot his body
“OH MARQUIS”  Ebdanian watching from the hills in distraught at the sight if the Golden Citadel and his brothers in arms
Commander Vannidar roamed the city until he came across the Lord of Black Shields, Rhade.
“What do you wish of the Citadel my Lord?”
“...Burn this mother %^$#$# to the ground.”

Two Weeks....
 
Okay why is aporta speaking? I can't take this seriously at all.
 
So dante is this a perma death story or are u coming back as mr *spoilers
 
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