Talk:War Discussion/@comment-25013076-20140705212143

9:30 AM

A brief history:

''In the city of Crusadeer, the once and final stand for The Order has fallen. The inhabitants however, did not even bother to fight back. Instead, when the mamono came, they looked only to see it was a mixture of military base and regular town. The populace of humans that were in uniform continued to train, host military parades, march down the streets, or practice weaponry. ''

When the mamono integrated per say, they were absolutely ignored, whenever a mamono would interfere in a battalion march, they would be shoved out of the way and taken away from the city, only to find she would return.

''The humans however, knew they were defeated, no one to help them. So they decided to pretend nothing happened, instead of military parades and battalion marches here and there. It happened everyday, every second. Even at night, you could here the constant marching music playing. ''

''They knew deep down, they couldn't do anything, drive them back, it would be inevitable. So they try and try to carry on. ''

''This is the story (or roleplay) of a soldier by the name of Harlan Fitzpatrick, a Major in the Order Honor Guard. ''

HF: ''*Writing in diary* Dear diary, we've been defeated, The city however is still in our control. We had direct orders that we were to guard the city day and night.''

''MY mission is to order the lower ranks to guard churches, altars, flags, or most importantly, the Castle. ''

I must go, I hope to write in you more when the time comes.

Soldier: Corporal sir, you have a visitor.

HF: Who the hell wants me at this time.

Soldier: Merse Dascaros.

''That name widened my eyes, Merse was one of the Demon Lords generals. What does she want ME for?''

HF: What's the reason?

Soldier: Sir, it's about you ordering the guards to prevent mamono from accessing certain areas.

HF: Such as?

Soldier: Not sure, that's something you have to talk to her about.

Great...

HF: Send "her" in.

Soldier: *Turns away* He will see you now.

''I heard a slight thank you. As the soldier moved away, the door fully opened, revealing a tall echinda with white hair, red eyes, and relatively pale skin. I'll admit, her figure was scary, but I remained unfazed. ''

Merse: Hello, Mr. Fitzpatrick. Now, normally I would go ahead and formally introduce myself, but I'll just cout to the chase. I would like to talk about something concerning your guards that you order around, blocking off certain areas, such as the market area, or city square, and the battalion marches you constatly host. I am asking kindly you to lay off the military presence in the city.

HF: Are you my high commander? No, so leave. I so what I want to keep what's left of the human population safe from tyranny.

(Someone take her place)