Ella Von Wëber

Intro Holy yap incoming… Ella had grown up to a minor noble family in Prussia, while minor it had a rich history involving military cavalry. Ella would listen to stories of past Prussian glory from her father with eagerness and watch the Hussars do drills in the fields surrounding her family’s Hall. She was hooked. In 1868 she joined a Prussian Hussar regiment, when she stood in front of her family wearing her uniform she heard her mother mutter a quiet prayer, she shrugged it off. In 1870, the church bells rang all across Prussia, war had raised it’s head at Prussia and France. And Ella? She grinned with excitement, so did everyone else but the veterans. In November 1870 she was promoted to an Officer to where she became friends with a fellow officer called Ida, they became inseparable through the war until that fateful dusk in April 1871. They were tasked with chasing down a French battalion retreating from the Prussian seemingly unstoppable advance, as the sun began to set the battalion was spotted and the charge was ordered. The Hussars drew swords and spurred their horses on, failing to notice the French artillery, a few minutes later less than half the hussars limped their way out of the field towards a nearby village. Ella lost her horse in the battle to the cannons but was unharmed otherwise and found Ida’s horse trotting next to the rest of the Hussars, no Ida, just a bloody saddle. She didn’t find the glory her father spoke of.