Eternity RPC Board
08-01-2019, 04:00 PM
New Arvendel, New Alden
18 Tolven, 1289
Perrot had difficulty sneaking a man into such a small village. The settlers all knew each other from Saint Sage and would've immediately noticed an unfamiliar face. While there were alternative ways to get a man inside, he doubted the Lanlanians wouldn't be suspicious of it and limit the man's mobility. To make matters worse, New Arvendel was oddly alert. Their palisade had gone up quite quickly, despite the lack of predators or hostile natives. The indigenous people had always been friendly to the Vallish or, at worst, indifferent.
The palisade was little more than an uneven barricade of logs driven into the soil surrounding the few building. There were a couple short towers at opposite ends of the village and they were consistently manned through Perrot's week of reconnaissance. The men hunted daily and were well equipped. Though that wasn't anything out of the ordinary on the frontier.
Nonetheless, those were insignificant setbacks. Legrand had given him a small troop of men and a sloop-of-war with which to take the village. While the settlers were certainly armed and had basic defenses, they simply weren't a match for the professional Vallish marines.
As Governor, Legrand exerted some influence over the Vallish military forces in the region. It wasn't difficult for him to loan Perrot a small ship and some spare soldiers.
And as the Western Territories were still largely dependent on Valland for its defense, Perrot trusted the sloop, it's marines, and the troop of infantrymen they transported were well-disciplined.
"Second lieutenant," Perrot said, running his eyes from his spy to the commander of the troops, "I believe we've gathered what we could. Perhaps tomorrow you'll disembark and march on the settlement? We'll follow you along the shore and come upon the Lanlanians, say, tomorrow noon?"
The sloop was positioned in a small cove a few kilometers south from New Arvendel. It shouldn't take more than an two or three hours to march on the village.
"Aye," the officer replied, looking over the map. "The sooner the better. I'd like to get back to civilization."
18 Tolven, 1289
Perrot had difficulty sneaking a man into such a small village. The settlers all knew each other from Saint Sage and would've immediately noticed an unfamiliar face. While there were alternative ways to get a man inside, he doubted the Lanlanians wouldn't be suspicious of it and limit the man's mobility. To make matters worse, New Arvendel was oddly alert. Their palisade had gone up quite quickly, despite the lack of predators or hostile natives. The indigenous people had always been friendly to the Vallish or, at worst, indifferent.
The palisade was little more than an uneven barricade of logs driven into the soil surrounding the few building. There were a couple short towers at opposite ends of the village and they were consistently manned through Perrot's week of reconnaissance. The men hunted daily and were well equipped. Though that wasn't anything out of the ordinary on the frontier.
Nonetheless, those were insignificant setbacks. Legrand had given him a small troop of men and a sloop-of-war with which to take the village. While the settlers were certainly armed and had basic defenses, they simply weren't a match for the professional Vallish marines.
As Governor, Legrand exerted some influence over the Vallish military forces in the region. It wasn't difficult for him to loan Perrot a small ship and some spare soldiers.
And as the Western Territories were still largely dependent on Valland for its defense, Perrot trusted the sloop, it's marines, and the troop of infantrymen they transported were well-disciplined.
"Second lieutenant," Perrot said, running his eyes from his spy to the commander of the troops, "I believe we've gathered what we could. Perhaps tomorrow you'll disembark and march on the settlement? We'll follow you along the shore and come upon the Lanlanians, say, tomorrow noon?"
The sloop was positioned in a small cove a few kilometers south from New Arvendel. It shouldn't take more than an two or three hours to march on the village.
"Aye," the officer replied, looking over the map. "The sooner the better. I'd like to get back to civilization."
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 | Holy Lanlanian Empire Holy Emperor: Feryn I Prime Minister: Klaus Lofgren | The Holy Lanlanian Empire is a multi-ethnic state based in western Brigidna with territories all across the globe. It is a relic of an older age, an absolute monarchy hidden under a functioning democracy. The empire has historically been the world's leading power, though has long been in decline and was recently overtaken by the Republic of Nyland. Nonetheless, the empire is not an opponent to take lightly. |
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