War of False Freedom
The Conflict
Prelude
The town of Chirin-on-Dimar has long been a troublesome neighbour for the kingdom. Maintaining an illusion of equality and democracy, this quarrelsome town has a wide streak of corruption. Power and influence are for sale, and those with wealth have less checks on their actions than the nobles of the kingdom. Overtures made to Chirin have oft times been met with hostility and when an honest officer in the Chirin Guard warned one of our envoys about an attempted poisoning the officer was dismissed from his post. In recent years the rhetoric against the kingdom has been used by the leaders if the town and bards in their employ to stir up the populace. Every new ally gained by the kingdom was depicted as having been conqueree or coerced. With Caresnas being constantly villified and blamed for every problwm afflicting Chirin it was no surprise that Chirin Council had little difficulty recruiting for their army, with promises of retribution and bringing freedom to the oppressed people of Caresnas. At the time it was thought this was mostly a political stunt, and that a single town like Chirin wouldn't be foolish enough to attack a country the size of Caresnas. Unfortunately the one moderate voice on Chirin's council was overruled and in the summer of 223 they launched their war of liberation.
Deployment
The Engagement
Around the Lake
We were meant to gather victories and volunteers as we went, with every village freed adding to the wave that would wash away the stain of tyranny
The Temples Burn
It was never clear why, but at the time we were convinced that it was somehow King Caspian's fault that the villagers didn't have a healer after we had executed their Seyrian Guide
The town of Lorin
Freedom has a cost. That was the refrain. Why should we risk our lives for their freedom if they can't even be bothered to feed us. We never stopped to ask if they needed to be freed
Falls to treachery
We were told we would be welcomed as saviours, but the only ones glad to see us were traders who chafed under rules that limited their profits.
From the mouth of a bard
We all knew Fennan was singing about the truth, so it never seemed strange how he could bring people around
To the mouth of the river
The loss in Pelimouth shook all of us. You could see in the expressions of the soldiers that returned - that hadn't been a fight against those who were ordered to fight. They'd come up against people fighting for their freedom.
Winter and hunger halt the advance
We called him a coward for not facing us directly. A coward who took on several hundred of us with only ten of his own
Before the Walls of Wordin
We found one village where the people hadn't left. Their fields were doing well so the officers said to leave them alone till harvest
A Bard Plays
John's visit lifted everyone's spirits, and the prospect of the siege ending with no more bloodshed just made it all the better. But it all went downhill after that.
And Wordin Falls
We were angry, some more so than others, and they were royalists. They needed to be punished, but not all of us good stomach what was being done
They fall apart
We still believed. That was the hard thing. We believed in the cause but we couldn't tolerate what they would do in it's name.
And the kingdom strikes
It was over. But it wasn't over. We could try again we told ourselves. But the enthusiasm faded as reality sank in. There would be no next time, as no-one cared.
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