Arnor
Error: No contents found at URL https://battlemaster.org/data/realm/8/58.
Blood for the Blood Raven! Skulls for the Raven throne! | |
| Overview | |
| Nobles | |
| Council | |
| Regions | |
| UnknownSome use of "" in your query was not closed by a matching "". | |
[[Category:]][[Category:]]
== Realm Description ==
"People of Arnor! Subjects of the Raven Throne! ... our Kingdom of Arnor is heir to the traditions of the ancient civilisations of North Dwilight. The Raven Throne stands as the bulwark of humanity against the monsters, undead, the Powers of Chaos and the coming of the Fimbul-Winter. We strive against the powers of Darkness under our grim Northern skies. Freedom is what we reap from this way of life. We protect all faiths, and favour none over the others. Now swear your oaths!"
Our Flag is the Blood Raven. We feed it the Blood of our enemies.
We take the Skulls of honoured enemies and use them to adorn the Raven Throne.
Our Battle Cry is: " Blood for the Blood Raven! Skulls for the Raven Throne! "
A warrior of Arnor fears only two things:
- The coming of the Fimbulwinter, when the ice shall advance and swallow the land. And he doesn't fear that much.
- To be thought a Nithling, a man without Courage or Honour.
== Armies ==
- The Raven Host (The earliest founded army of Arnor, now disbanded)
- The Blood Raven
- The Skull Takers
== The Founding of Arnor ==
Duke Helm Altenahr seceded from the Holy Morek Empire and was crowned King of the Raven Throne [OOC: 08-06-2015] in high summer. This action simultaneously brought into being the realm of Arnor in Northern Dwilight.
The ceremony was conducted in The Golden Citadel, the largest Palace in the city of Nifelheim, rather than in St Belianzi’s Cathedral. Helm himself had decreed this, in order to symbolize his break with the Theocracy of Morek, and emphasize that the new realm did not favour one religion over another.
He sat on the Raven Throne, and the crown of Arnor was brought to him, made of the finest steel, but richly chased with gold, and bearing gilded ravens wings at the sides. Finally the senior priest in the city was allowed to bless him and place the crown on his head. The fifty one year old ex-General rose to his feet and the Kingdom of Arnor was Founded.
Helm went to the high balcony of the Citadel and was greeted by a roar of appreciation from the crowd there. He had long held the city and he was vastly popular there, moreover the city remembered its days as the Capital of Summerdale and it relished the chance to become a Capital city again.
“Helm! Helm! Helm!” they chanted. “Helm and the Raven Throne! Helm for Nifelheim! Helm for Arnor!”
Helm held up his hand for quiet and gradually the crowd fell silent. He began his speech.
“People of Arnor! Subjects of the Raven Throne! Hear these words and know what has been done this day! Today we have created the realm of Arnor. But what is Arnor? What does it stand for? Know this, that our Kingdom of Arnor is heir to the traditions of the ancient civilisations of North Dwilight. The Raven Throne stands as the bulwark of humanity against the monsters, undead, the Powers of Chaos and the coming of the Fimbul-Winter. We strive against the powers of Darkness under our grim Northern skies. Freedom is what we reap from this way of life. We protect all faiths, and favour none over the others. Now swear your oaths!”
And the people swore the ancient oaths that has been sworn in the north since the coming of mankind.
