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Re: The Fall of Falkirk Icenian Vengeance – Part 2 Concussive shockwaves rippled through the Arms of Argyle. Warriors dove to the ground or were thrown down. Fire and stone blossomed into the air above the wall. Ogres and deathmen were thrown from the explosions or were immolated instantly...

Re: The Fall of Falkirk Icenian Vengeance – Part 1 Malcolm Argyle prided himself on never losing a fight, but pride only takes you so far. His chainmail was falling apart in large clumps of twisted steel. His sword was dulled from the effort of cutting bone and ogre hide. His body was holding...

Hey John, My name is Collin and I'm the Head of Plot here in HQ. I just shot you an email about playing a dark elf. Thanks for looking into us!

Re: The Fall of Falkirk Yellow Fists, Blue Blood “I was expecting the RomWing Elite. Not the… what was your unit called?” asked Sir Timothy Black. “The Brittington Irregulars,” stated Squire Amaranthus Landcharmer. “I mean no offense to your unit, but I was hoping for a far more...

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Re: The Fall of Falkirk Pyres over Argyle Piles of coarse firewood, made wet by the morning dew, lay in twin rows alongside the Battlefield of Cairns. It seemed almost ironic to burns bodies in a place named for its burial stones, but Malcolm Argyle was too tired to care. Malcolm trudged...

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Re: The Fall of Falkirk The Warlords of Ross "Aye, now we have these bastards on the run!" Gavin Ross climbed up onto his horse, where the battlefield seemed a grotesque garden of carved corpses. The colors of Clan Tolmie were stained brown in the mud and the blood, with only the occasional...

Re: The Fall of Falkirk The Wake “Colin Hendry is dead.” The remaining Knights of Falkirk, covered in dirt and blood, grieved. “Sheila Hendry is dead.” The remaining Knights of Falkirk, covered in tears and bandages, drew their swords. Once, not so long ago, the death of the Duke and...

Excellent, I look forward to having you. Also, if you'd like, we have a new email address for storing character histories. Despite your characters being from other lands we wouldn't mind dipping into personal plot for long-distance travelers.

The Country to Which Thou Hast Sworn Fealty. Icenia is broken. Falkirk has dissolved and Brittington stands on its own. Nevin Kendrick is left holding the fractured, war-torn land that is Ashbury, while his homeland in the North is besieged by the Marwolaeth. Without a strong leader, Ashbury...

The Fall of Falkirk will be posted here as each chapter is finished. The chapters are as follows: Act 1, Clan Rule – The Wake The Warlords of Ross Pyres Over Argyle Yellow Fists, Blue Blood Act 2, Lightning Strikes – Icenian Vengeance Harsh Hospitality The Banner of Crescent Moons...

Both doesn't hurt, whatever you would like plot to focus on.

At the very least, have a mercy or two for the poor volunteer souls that must read them.

Also, think of what you send as a character resume. Keep it below two pages and focus on your character's skills, highlights, and important traits.

Deadline: Tonight, midnight.

I'll say that the deadline to tell me that you want your character in the narrative is January 5th. You can send me a quick blurb about what you'd like to see happen to your character and what not. The deadline for private submissions shall be February 1st. That sound reasonable?

If you have made your choice, you can inform me through private message here. If you wish to simply send your regular private actions they can go to allianceplot@gmail.com/

Previously on Alliance HQ… The death-touched High Ogres of the North, calling themselves the Marwolaeth, assault the Esate of Abbot in Brittington. Duchess Sonia Forthiatis receives word that the Duchy of Falkirk is crumbling quickly and that Duke Colin Hendry is already dead. Refugees flood...

Except for the undead, folks. Winter doesn't make them slower or weaker. So... don't slack up. Laguna Hallik