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A Bird-en-ous NighT “A beautiful piece of two rather angry looking parrots…” La Dorada is host to many striking creatures, but the city has recently come to play host to a brand new shop. Flora and Fauna supplies the most beautiful birds of varying origins for sale. Each come from varying places within Aevos and each have their own story to share. And so, La Dorada will be host to an official Grand Opening of the shop in hopes that guests will adopt these wonderful creatures into loving homes. Guests are invited to bring treats for their bird of choice, some of which can be found on the earlier missive shared. But in general, birds seem to like: Fruits, Seeds, Insects and some even like small fish. There will be plenty more on offer than just animals however, if a new companion is not something you are able to dedicate to. Gifts, and Plushies, even an auction will be hosted for some one-of-a-kind birds that are unlike most others. We invite you to dress for your best, wearing all colors you can muster, the brighter the better. The best dressed in the most colors and bird-like theme will win a mina prize. Finding a forever home, in a classy fashion. We will also be welcoming one Senor Kennedy Everett, Who has been kind enough to bring his traveling bird collections and will be hosting this event. [OOC] Wednesday, 6:30pm EST. BYOM (Bring your own Mina)

The announcement came with a mixture of disbelief, shock, regret and anger. Elianos had taken to withdrawing to the Palace for much of his free time nowadays. He had become reclusive, despite his recent marriage, his sisters marriage, Ari and Xanders children being born- there was just no happiness left, he felt. He had been angry when he had last spoken to his mother properly. She had met with Ophelia and himself as they had argued- some family squabbles relating to life choices. You know, that sort of thing. He had dismissed Sybille and refused to explain. At least now she does not have to worry about it, he thought. Elianos took the missive in hand. He had already been delivered this inheritance her farewell letter had spoke of. A banner he would truly treasure forever, for the memories it held. The letter she had left struck an unspoken cord in his heart- and some fury rose before it dispelled quickly. Now just wasn't the time. But what time was it? What did he do now? Did he seek out his siblings, his wife, or set off to explore and be free? Be free, he thought, was something he had fought for as a child. To sail the seas and to adventure. They had wanted to be pirates, after all.

THE ALLOCATION OF THE MANTLE Issued on the 24th of Sun’s Smile, 122 B.A BY THE VISCOUNTY OF SAN ADRIANO I was blessed some years ago, with the title of heir to our then County of Petra, now Viscounty of Balian. Due to my elder brother's misfortune, my father- GOD rest his soul in the skies- entrusted me with such a task, a girl whose only desire had been to amass a collection of books and to enjoy her time peacefully. I was willing to take such a task, however, and proud to do so. However, with the return of my brother, August Benedict Temesch, and with his recent marriage to the Princess Ophelia, I have come to believe that he would be better suited for the role of Viscount. August has shown true dedication to his work for Balian and Portoregne, and I am confident that he will put in an equal amount of care and love into raising the house as our father had done so, in his tenure. May GOD guide him true and honorable. S I G N E D, The Most Honorable, August Benedict Temesch Viscount of San Adriano, Ryal-Legate and Vice-Amiratus of Valian Lady Cosima Victoria Temesch Former Viscountess of San Adriano

The Birds oF -🕊- ParadisE “Sketches of some of the stores more… unique creatures.” A grand new stall located within the city of La Dorada features a plethora of new avian friends, who practically exude social anxiety and require much rehabilitation. Each of our feathered friends has their own story to tell- see below to be introduced to some of them- and visit La Dorada to claim one for yourself. Remember: These creatures require plenty of love and care and attention! A youthful flamingo, who appears to be the ugly duckling of the nest. She was never cared for by her mother, her colour seems to have taken more of a purple hue- which was perhaps the cause of her rejection. Equally, she never found it quite possible to stand upon one leg. Truly, she was a unique flamingo. A pirate bird, so to speak. Kept within an ugly bone cage, this creature saw much of its life surrounded by the seas and the conflict which followed with it. When its former owners were slain, this creature was able to make its way free, though was left with residual trauma. Once resident to a wealthy duchy, this poor creature soon found itself without any of its kin remaining, thanks to raiders. It was forced to seek shelter within caves until it fought its way free, to which it then began its travels across Aevos. Unfortunatly, past experiences has left the creature with a lingering angst towards others. “This striking new shop can be found within the square of La Dorada.”

Luis strode a few paces behind Santana. He had not met the man, but he had heard some of his now wife's worries and complaints. He had promised support, after all. "May he rest peace," he muttered to the skies as he guided Santana to sit besides him, and allowed her to mull over, and vent her frustrations in comfort.

A PRINCE FOR A PHOENIX 24th of Godfrey's Triumph, 122 B.A “A portrait of Elianos and Selyne stood within the Palace of Portoregne” It brings great pleasure to the House of Novellen and the House of Amador to announce the union between their kin. In a private event between said houses, His Highness Elianos Hadrian Novellen and her Ladyship Selyne Sosina Amador exchanged their vows and bound themselves in matrimony with the guidance of Father Jan, a childhood friend of the Prince. The couple express their thanks to their surrounding net of friends and family during this momentous occasion and ask that in place of gifts, donations be made to the less fortunate instead. Signed, His Highness, Elianos Hadrian Novellen, Prince of Balian. Her Ladyship, Selyne Sosina Amador.

Cosima took to her fathers crypt once more. He had brought life back to the family whilst within Petra and, she supposed, they were branches of the same house. There was some respect there, for the reigning family. She had even purchased a doll of the dubbed War-Queen, in her youth. Catherine had, arguably, been a woman that Cosima had respected. "I'll have a statue added besides the former... former queen of Petra," she explained to her eternally sleeping father, "I am sure you would have wished for her to be remembered."

Cosima sat within the newly constructed tomb beneath the San Adriano keep. At her deceased fathers side, she sat and read the missive to him. It would have given him some semblence of entertainment, she assumed. "We left at the right time," she concluded after reading the missive aloud, "it started to fall apart so quickly. If only we could gossip about it together."

peasants dont exist nobility are peasants royals are nobility leaders are royals basically if u play a noble, ur as good as a peasant. ur an average joe.

Luis drew his brother aside, after delivering the invitation personally. "We could use a sit down and chat."

THE DILIGENCE OF MATRIMONY “Viva Hyspia” 10th of Laurelie’s Piety, 104 D.R “A piece depicting the Princess Santana and her bridesmaids teasing Señor Murietta for his wedding attire.” With this new generation quickly reaching adulthood, then begins the course of marriages and partnerships. Whether brought on by matters of the heart or of requirement, each union promises to be honorable and beneficial in the eyes of the houses and nations brought together. This day, the first of two unions to take place within La Dorada, Her Royal Highness, Santana Leya de Pelear is to wed Señor Luis Murietta. Two of equal diligence and duty, the pair hope to see their union blossom for the benefit of Hyspia. Event Itinerary The Wedding and Reception At the couple’s request, the wedding and following celebrations are to be kept small, to ensure ample time for the day's remaining festivities. The awaited wedding will then take place within the church of Blessed Francisco, joining the two in matrimony. Upon the end, a reception will be held within el Palacio de Girasol following the accompanying union of Her Royal Highness Renata and His Excellency Carlos. [Friday 31st, 2pm EST] Formal Invitations are Sent to: Her Highness, Ramona I, Sovereign of Hyspia and the citizens of Hyspia The House of Murietta The Viscomital House of Denodado The Baronial House of Halcourt The Baronial House of Salazar His Holiness Caius I, and the Church of Canon His Royal Majesty, Ivan VIII, and his Citizenry. His Apostolic Majesty, John I, and his Citizenry. Her Royal Majesty, Catherine I, and her Citizenry. Her Royal Majesty, Sybille I, and her Citizenry. Her Royal Majesty, Tar-Caraneth Aryantë, and her Citizenry. Their Highnesses, Alfred I and Leon II, Princes in Reinmar and the citizens of Reinmar Personal Invitations are Sent to: Her Royal Highness, Renata Alba His Highness, Rafael Arsenico His Highness, Inigo Andres Her Highness, Solana Aracely The Most Honorable, Cosima Temesch Her Ladyship, Esfir Artemisia Amador Señor Nicolas Murietta Señora Gabriela Salazar Señor Alejandro Flores Señorita Ornella Roa Signed, HER ROYAL HIGHNESS, Santana Leya de Pelear Crown Princess of Hyspia, Duchess of Paraiso Señor Luis Murietta

Toil and till, Soil and stone These were the things that Luis had come to favor as a daily routine. Each morning he woke before dawn had broken, to begin his duties to the land just like any other farmer- of which there were plenty amongst the village. It had been this way for years, he recalled one particular sunny morning, as he pulled his shirt over his head. He was not afraid of hard work, especially not after so many years. His calloused hands explained as much. In their mid twenties, these hands had seen- “How long has it been?” Luis could not recall the exact amount of years his life had been the same. His early waking, his working all day, through any weather. It had certainly been -a time-. What scattered memories he had, he recalled Orcs firstly- time after time being huddled together with his mother within their home, keeping quiet to ensure they were not found-. Then came the relocation. It was just him- no one else came with him. For safety, his parents sent him to their hometown, to help on their mothers family farm- which is where he still stood now. “But that was years ago.” The man found himself within the middle of a field. Somehow, throughout this recollection, he had autonomously begun to work his routine. He smiled at that, somewhat proud of the fact. “Perhaps too long is what it is.” He had come and gone of course. In weeks of bad weather, when crops was low and farmland flooded, Luis had taken the chance to return to his parents, once the conflict had calmed and the roads were clear. He had always found La Dorada to be quite beautiful on his sporadic visits to the midlands. The surrounding sands were odd, but the heat was certainly not new. He had considered from time to time, the pros and cons of if he were to rejoin his siblings. His parents had passed now. He had been fortunate enough to return prior, just in time to see his mother before she passed to the seven skies. His father however- he lamented the loss terribly. “...” It had drawn to night, already? The soil was tilled, and crops harvested. Their family would eat well tonight. But the more he pondered, the more he longed. What if he did return to his siblings? He could still farm, surely. If not- well, he could find a new purpose.. Or simply return. He knew the roads off by heart, by now. The family was stable enough. They had a comfortable surplus of food, and his uncles still tended the farms- as did their children. “Children. A family.” Such a dream- perhaps it was about that time. Their family dinner drew to a close as it always had, with laughing and dancing around the table. There were many of them- but they all loved dearly. That would make things easier. A conversation was had between adults, with children who listened in from their shared bunk. A farewell, and a promise to visit from time to time, and a plea to write should they ever need a helping hand. Morning broke again, but this time the tools were not lifted. They remained propped against the door. What little belongings Luis did have- a cloak, a worn pair of boots- were worn on his person. His Uncle had packed him some food for his travels, and sent him off with a few coins in hand. “Be kind to each other.” “God bless.”

The news met Cosima with no surprise. She had already grieved for their father, that to her, they had lost years ago. Their move to Balian had been completed just in time- for it was near then that he had begun to slip from them. Occasional good days were mingled within the plethora of bad ones. He had been able to offer her some guidance in her youth and in her teen years- he had done his best of course. The truth was, there was little to feel sorrowful for. He had not been the affectionate type- nor a present figure in her life. Once upon a time they had sat together after he had been blinded. Cosima had- she was perhaps seven or eight years old- read to him the letter she had received from a young princeling from Aaun, how excited she had been to share that with Adrian. But that had been it, really. There had been no father and daughter outings. Not much in the way of family celebrations, even after the war had passed and Humanity fell into calm. Adrian had begun his political, ‘paper pushing’ work again, or so she called it, and that had been that. Cosima took to her desk within her library tower; her retreat from the world when she so truly needed it. A plethora of research papers and sewing equipment lay strewn about, accompanied by a box of cigarettes and a bottle of wine. She sat herself down at her papers, and simply set about at her work. “Just another day.”