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Now, *I* helped Coria negotiate a favorable peace treaty with Eston. But, Coria surrendered, we did not "pull out of the war.
Coria pulled out of the war with Eston. Sure CE wasn't happy, but we endured.
The City of Barad Gardor
The morning after elections in The City of Barad Gardor Many awoke to noise an commotion in the street as protesters marched down towards the palace.
As they reached the palace they were meet by armed palace guards, now fully dressed in their new uniforms bearing Coria's new emblems and colors. It took little time for the protesters to turn into an unruly mob after a local stable was turned aflame by unknown arsonists. The alarm was raised and more armed troops rushed to the palace guards aid and seeing the fire off in the distance they mobilized in an attempt to extinguish the fire. To the guards folly they tried to push there way through the peasants to reach the fire. As they made there way through the crowd, one of the guards was attacked by a protester and the ordeal quickly spireled of of control with the guards now trying to forcefully quell the unruly populous.
Hours passed as the violence soon spread to other parts of the city and many of the government building were set aflame, in the distance the city could be seen with a glow of amber and smoke.
At the gates of the city a militia of farmers 200 men strong could be seen marching into the city waving the banner of the White Rabbit.
Saeculo remained in the dark, slowly watching the embers of the once great fire burn down to a sullen red. The summer months had once brought fresh breezes into the keep, however, now that winter had set in, there was a chill in the air and Saeculo sat wrapped in fur.
Ordinarily, there would have been little unusual with this scene for Saeculo was often fond of sitting in front of the fire, his favourite hound laying beneath his heels, yet tonight, the dull embers of the fire picked out a silver sheen beneath the furs. The armour of the past General and Consul of Coria.
Having inititally celebrate the re-election of his old friend after so many years out of politics, Saeculo was astounded to hear that Duke Merlin, one of his closest friends was making a wild bid for power.
At first he had been dumbstruck, there had been reports of rioting and that Duke Merlin had destroyed the emblems and colours of Coria within Shanandoah. Then summoning his courage he had ordered the foundation of a new army, addressed the realm and had protested the actions of his old friend.
Relaxing in his chair, he had thought about the days events. What was the old fool thinking. Saeculo had expressly explained to Merlin that he would never support the foundation of a Monarchy within Coria. He loved the realm too much, a realm he had bled for, a realm he had fought for numberous times throughout the years. Then he remembered the occasion in which Merlin had last led a rebellion against the realm. This was not the first time he had attempted to take control of Coria.
With a furrow of the brow he glanced back at the ambers. He would have to stock more firewood in the future he thought.
The excuse was that you were sending an army south to "visit relatives". That is verbatim the language used (though of course you didn't call it an army).
As for Hammarsett, your shenanigans factored into the decision, even if I didn't cite it as the reason we declared war. In the end I didn't much care about our casus belli - honestly I don't even remember exactly what reason I gave. I had my reasons for going to war that were good enough for me, and that's all that mattered. My allies were behind me, so I didn't really feel that I had to justify myself to everyone else.
There IS a reason he eventually lost his position and was replaced.
Unless I'm mistaken, this is the treaty that Sordnaz's entire advisory council was against signing because of that crap.
