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  3. Second Session of the Imperial Senate, 1738-1740 With the recent elections for the Imperial Senate in all four provinces of the Empire, the second session of the perpetual lower chamber of the Imperial Diet is due to commence. In the Varoche Hall, the Vice Chancellor, John de Balain the Baron of Selm, addresses those gathered in the chamber as both legislators and observers. Clearing his throat, the Vice Chancellor begins to speak, his left hand in a state of tremors from a prolonged period of sobriety. His right grips the presiding officer’s customary gavel. “I call to order the second session of the Imperial Senate for the period of 1738 to 1740. Here we shall propose and discuss legislation and good government for the benefit of our collective nation, oh holy Orenia, who we are here in this eminent chamber to advance. Our previous session has seen the addition, and departure of a number of senators. With the recent elections, I shall now read your names before I swear you in. I would like you all to note that because of the difficulties with the election in the province of Curon, under the terms of the Edict of Election of 1736 the seat has been declared vacant and therefore has been filled by an appointment from His Majesty the King of Curon.” A clerk shuffles around to retrieve the registry for the legislative session, placing it in front of the Vice Chancellor, atop his desk. He struggles to read it, squinting somewhat before raising his voice so as to project it across the chamber. “The junior senator from Helena, Mr. Albert Myre, whose term expires in the year 1742, @lev The senior senator from Helena, Mr. Desmond Sola, whose term expires in the year 1740, @hotboss The senior senator from Haense, Mr. Siegmund Corbish, whose term expires in the year 1742, @Nathan_Barnett36 The junior senator from Haense, Mr. Terrence May, whose term expires in the year 1740, @Piov The senior senator from Kaedrin, Mr. Frederick Armas, whose term expires in the year 1742, @Esterlen The junior senator from Kaedrin, Mr. Otho Helvets, whose term expires in the year 1740, @Stevie The junior senator from Curon, Mr. Jakob Flameforge, whose term expires in the year 1742, @Arundlt The senior senator from Curon, Mr. Matthias Rutledge, whose term expires in the year 1740.” @Language John de Balain shoves aside the registration document, his hand still tremoring. He takes up a small, printed copy of the Holy Scrolls of the Canon. “I now call upon the first of the recently elected Imperial senators, the right honorable gentleman from Kaedrin, Mr. Frederick Armas, who is also president pro tempore of the Imperial Senate, to be sworn in on the Holy Scrolls.” Frederick Armas, the bewigged Harrenite solicitor who represented the Commonwealth of Kaedrin in the Senate, approaches the dias. He places a hand on John’s copy of the Canonist scripture, a task that is further complicated by the Vice Chancellor’s shakiness. Awkwardly moving his arm with the Baron of Selm’s as he trembles, Armas swears before the chamber a modified version of the archaic Nauzican oath, adapted for incoming Imperial senators. “I swear to be true to the Emperor and the realm and not to maintain silence about any evil that I may know which is being contemplated against them. I swear to work tirelessly to the betterment of the Empire and the Orenian people that comprise it. I swear also not to eat or drink with traitors and not to have anything in common with them, and always to defend the honor of the gentlemen I serve. This I swear by the Holy Scrolls.” With the conclusion of the oath, the Vice Chancellor undertakes the customary exchanging of the gavel of the presiding officer to the president pro tempore, with Armas seating himself where the Vice Chancellor was but a moment ago. The Senator from Kaedrin surveys those seated in the chamber, speaking from memory. “As the duly-elected presiding officer of the Imperial Senate, I shall set the business and agenda of the chamber, managing the floor, debate and other particulars until such time as I resign, fail to be elected as a senator or lose the confidence of the chamber. Before we may commence, and while the Vice Chancellor remains here in the chamber, we must swear in those who have been re-elected to full terms in alphabetical order. As I have just taken my oath, I would call upon the honorable gentleman from Haense, Senator Siegmund Corbish, to take the senator’s oath that I have just demonstrated.” The president pro tempore ushers up Corbish to the section of the dias where the Vice Chancellor stands, Holy Scrolls gripped firmly in his wavering hand as he prepares to swear him in. @Nathan_Barnett36
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  5. “Durin ‘the Stalwart’ La’Vassieur, that certainly has a ring to it! How proud our forefathers would be, to see a La’Vassieur side-by-side with the most powerful Dwarve in all the land, truly a sight indeed. Three cheers to our brother Durin!”
  6. Tlaloc the kharajyr pens his in a messy, but unhurried hand. He finds the steward and hands it, and a fiction book ‘Of Mice and Kha,” to them directly.
  7. Frederick Armas waits for the Senator from Curon to conclude his speech before calling the chamber to order as he had done so often over the legislative term. “Order in the chamber,” he commands, reclining casually in the high-backed chair. His powdered wig has by this point in the term regained its structure, firmly arrayed atop his balding head, curls on the side contrived and unnatural in their starched whiteness. “The chair will now call the matter of the Secretary-designate of the Interior’s confirmation to the Cabinet to a vote,” offers the president pro tempore. A chorus of ayes resound in the chamber, including his own, with not a single senator voting no that he can hear - six for, with two abstentions from the vacant seat in Helena and Senator Charles Bowers of Curon. “In the opinion of the chair the ayes have it resoundingly, so we will leave the tally on that one. The motion passes.” “To conclude this legislative term,” he begins, “We shall vote on my honorable friend the Senator from Curon’s Medical Validation Bill.” The president pro tempore calls the Imperial Senate to its final vote for the term of 1736 to 1738. He hears a distinct majority of ayes, and a single dissenting ‘no’. “For the sake of the record, will the clerk please undertake a tally on this?” A beleaguered lesser administrator works through the room, recording ayes from Rutledge and Bowers - the author and the cosponsor, respectively - May, Corbish, Sola and Armas, as well as a single no from Senator Otho Helvets of Kaedrin. “The motion passes and shall proceed to the Crown for the process of imperial assent. The chair would like to bid farewell to Senator Charles Bowers, my honorable friend from Curon, who shall most regrettably not be joining us in the next session of the Imperial Senate.” And with that, Frederick banged his gavel a final time, and the session was concluded. LEGISLATIVE GAZETTE OF THE IMPERIAL SENATE For the term of 1736 to 1738 Senate Committees Act of 1737 Imperial assent granted. AYE - 5 NO - 0 ABSTAIN - 3 --- Writ of Confirmation for the appointment of Mr. Veikko Harjalainen to the Council of State For the office of Solicitor-General. AYE - 6 NO - 2 ABSTAIN - 0 --- Motion for the election of Mr. Frederick Armas, Senator from Kaedrin, as president pro tempore of the Imperial Senate AYE - 7 NO - 0 ABSTAIN - 1 --- Writ of Confirmation for the appointment of Mr. John Paul de Leumont to the Council of State For the office of Secretary of the Treasury. AYE - 5 NO - 2 ABSTAIN - 1 --- Writ of Confirmation for the appointment of Mr. Tybis de Ruyter to the Council of State For the office of Secretary of the Interior. AYE - 6 NO - 0 ABSTAIN - 2 --- Medical Validation Act of 1738 Imperial assent pending, as of adjournment. AYE - 6 NO - 1 ABSTAIN - 1
  8. [!] The Silver Dragon would be bustling with business Those within the tavern would be enjoying their drinks, draughts of ale and mulled wine making their way throughout the establishment. The friendly barmaid can be found entertaining a slew of drunks by the bar and a few of the local Ivae’fenn practice in the fighting pits. As the evening progressed, one of the local barmaids stumbled upon a table in the corner. An Ivae’fenn officer held his helmet on his knee while he conversed with a dwarf. The two seemed rather caught up with their conversation. “....T’eh fool h’s been stumblin’ about deh square, mumblin’ and the loike. Almost tripped on deh ol’ statue of t’eh Gran’ Prince…” “It is indeed suspicious. And you said this man was clothed in a shroud of some sort? Odd, especially after the case of that missing person from the Market District” The barmaid passed their table, taking the empty tankards and skimming an empty table with a rag. She continued to listen in on their talk. “T’is madman better be dealt wit’, all these missin’s and the loike. Sometin’ is aloof…” Deciding it would be best to shake such dark thoughts from her mind, the tavernworker returns to her station.
  9. Aplex

    AplexOfWynn

    Aplex was born a bastard, his father was a solider in The Holy Orenian Empire and his mother was a farmer’s daughter. For the early part of his childhood he lived with his mother in a small hamlet on the coast of Arcas. There he learned many import skills such as how to fish, how to hunt and most importantly how to fight. He never was good with a sword so he preferred two small iron daggers he stole from the local blacksmith. One fateful night when he was 17 his hamlet was sacked and burned by raiders. He was able to kill one and run away with his life. The rest of his hamlet was not so lucky. With his home and mother gone Aplex ventured off into the rest of the continent. He spent two years traveling around, he never stayed to long in one place. For these two years he had no job and no purpose. He survived off of theft and luck. Eventually he was caught stealing from baker in Curon and he was the hastily locked up in the city jail. Now his true story and purpose begins.
  10. Information for Aspiring Club/Event Hosts 12th of Sun’s Smile, 1738 [!] A missive was attached to a sleek birch box, and it was held together using steel and reinforced metallic bands. It had a stack of forms, and a rather delicate quill for those to use. Inscribed upon the creamy parchment was an official briefing on some new forms that were being distributed to the public. This birch box, seeming like a mailbox really, was posted right in front of the White Stag Tavern. "Karin'ayla, Ker'ayla lliran. As the Okarir'tayna, it has come to my attention that besides some local exclusive sites of work and progress, that the state is incredibly lacking when involving the citizenry in various easily accessible activities. Joining the Sillumiran, becoming a researcher, a physician, or even a tavern worker are all wonderful career paths to enjoy, but I wish for more public and calmer hobbies to become prevalent within the walls. The Uhieran are a wonderful example of what I envision to occur more often in the state. Citizens are now being given a chance to take the initiative, under my guidance and aid. If you wish to create and/or lead any clubs/associations, please fill out the following applications that are listed below. Refer to the next section for some quick aid on the matter as well. Short notes for aspiring event holders and club creators I: Notify the Okarir'tayna of your intent before acting, if you wish to annually host events on a regular basis you must fill out the application. If this is a one time event, please just chat with the Okarir'tayna so they may give you helpful feedback or help to make your event run smoothly. They can offer materials and items for the duration of your event. If you are simply hosting a celebration after your own wedding, you are not required to fill out an event host application! II: If you are hoping to create a club, you are absolutely required to fill out the application. If you wish for a one on one chat about the situation beforehand, please send a letter to the Okarir'tayna. If you are uncertain of what exactly you want, please organize a meeting and bring along some others that are interested in your idea. Maehr’sae hiylun’ehya. Sincerely, Okarir’tayna, Uppori Visaj” [!] The missive ended quickly with the seal of the Visaj Family stamped right onto the paper. =OOC= Event Suggestion application https://forms.gle/kAxjt1zydhaDns1m6 Event Host, Club host, and potential Medi’ir application https://forms.gle/D29rYtQDrekTPy9c6 OOC: Please shoot me a message if you need help! I’ll be more than happy to assist you. I want to help others host their own events and start clubs, so please let me know if you’re interested.
  11. The Conspiracy against Konstanz, 1738 [!] The Barclay Estate would gift Otto Barrow this newly drawn artpiece as a reminder for the good cause he's fighting!
  12. BARCLAY V THE CROWN (1738) The Estate of Konstanz Barclay As represented by Otto Barrow, Archbishop of Jorenus DESIRES TO SUMMON THE FOLLOWING PARTY TO COURT; The Holy Orenian Empire ON THE BASIS OF THE FOLLOWING PRINCIPLE(S), DOCTRINE(S), EDICT(S) OR ARTICLES OF LAW: The Estate of Konstanz Barclay claims the wrongful death of Konstanz Barclay by the hands of the Holy Orenian Empire on the date of 10 Sun’s Smile 1738. The claims are as follows, The Trial of the Crown v Barclay held on the date of 10 Sun’s Smile 1738 was performed with carelessness, bias against the afflicted party, and performed illegal procedures in the prosecution of Konstanz Barclay. The definition of sedition has been too broadly defined, with the presented evidence proving no intent of “inciting disorderly conduct against Imperial functionaries or the Empire (Lex Crim. II.10)”, but rather expressed traditional rights of speech and political discourse. Konstanz Barclay was a notable candidate of the Imperial Senate (1738) and participated with good intent in all Imperial institutions subjected to or freely gone to during his life. The Estate of Kostanz Barclay claims the following damages from the Holy Orenian Empire, A one-hundred twenty-seven (127) mina settlement for the total value of life, A five-hundred six (506) mina settlement for damages and distress to the afflicted family, A two-hundred mina (200) settlement for securing proper boarding, education, and goods of life for the children of Konstanz, And a one-hundred mina (100) settlement for legal fees paid for by the Estate of Konstanz Barclay in the pursuing of trial. The total amount claimed in damages is nine-hundred thirty-three (933) mina against the Holy Orenian Empire. ON THE DESIRED DATE OF: Closest possible convenience. YOURS, Father Otto Barrow, Archbishop of Jorenus, M.Div. The Basilica of the Fifty Martyrs, Archbishopric of Jorenus, Haense, Holy Orenian Empire. [[yoppl the tarchar#5195]]]
  13. Being the wife of a peasant in a village.
  14. “Hot!” says the energetic dwarven brewer, known as Lijia grabbing some paper fanning herself down
  15. Accepted, please report to the barracks.
  16. Nice backstory actually. Got throw a plus 1 to ya. No clue if this is and actual area or just something to use as why your character is here but nice
  17. RP post doc found here!!! You know the drill New character in the event Arcane Puppetry is accepted!
  18. Can anyone give me a list of all the ingredients that the alchemy plugins gives/details on them?

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  22. @mittowanna accept my discord friend request?its been almost a week now lmao.  1-month ban for spectating a raid sure is fun!

    1. Luv

      Luv

      he just got added to the team and he’s a very busy boy why don’t you contact a higher up?

    2. rukio

      rukio

      Ye, a raid you were fighting in prior and came back to spectate twice, Malg... 

  23. ‘God can save the sinners we are, but not the Saints we pretend to be.’-Father Humbert, O.S.J. (Pictured: Saint Kristoff hears Confessions.) Friends. Are you tired of noblemen who care more about flaunting their vanity than saving their souls? Are you tired of Bishops who care more about political gain than Charity for the faithful? Do you think that the salvation of a single precious soul is more important than all the elections and senatorial debates in the world? Then you may be the kind of man at home at the Oratory. The Oratory, based in Helena, is a house of priests and novices, living in a monastic manner but under no monastic vows, bound together by pure, voluntary love, and existing solely for the servitude of ordinary people. Through preaching, prayer and penance, the threefold outpourings of Divine Love, we hope to reform morals, en-kindle pure love and bring hope to the masses. We are at war; every man, woman and child is a combatant. And it’s not any Wood Elf who is our enemy in this particular war. It is Iblees. Therefore, let us go forth, like knights of old, armed with prayer and humility, and together purge iniquity from within ourselves! Rule of the Oratory ‘For truly, the world was corrupted. But lo, God is merciful.’ -Gospel 5:10-11. (Pictured: Saint Jude in meditation.) The Oratory has no formalised rule, since there are no vows beyond those of a religious priest. However, these principles exist: I.The first duty and call of the Oratorian is the salvation of souls. II.The Oratorian shall wear the simple cassock. Between them, there shall be an equality of dress, and he shall prefer this plain and glorious vestment, to any earthly gown or crown. III.The Oratorian is called to refuse any office beyond that of priest. Only on the special and continued insistence of the High Pontiff himself, can the Oratorian become a Cardinal, much less a Bishop. IV.The bond of the Oratory is Charity. There is no vow of obedience to the Provost, but love alone holds the fathers and brothers together. If you do not see God in the beggar, you will not see Him at the Altar. V.The Oratory is bound to his location. The Oratory are not a religious Order with different branches in different cities, but live in their place, and are independent, being THE Oratory. Oratorians can and are even encouraged to venture out in need, but always remain based in the house. VI.Oratorians are encouraged to live out a modest lifestyle, and live frugally, although there is no Vow of Poverty. There will be no opulence except for Charity to God and man. VII.Oratorians are apolitical. They do not accept political office or vote in elections. If they appear in public meetings, they are there only to offer prayer. Only if the civil authorities oppress the truth Faith can there be direct political action, or if the Pontiff should order such action of the Oratorians. VIII.The Oratorian will not shrink, under pain of death, from uttering his firm conviction that the Canonist Faith is the true Faith: the same Faith as of Horen, Owyn, Siegmund and Godfrey. All other religions are either honestly searching for truth but partially in error, or totally false and disordered. He is therefore prepared for martyrdom. IX.Finally, the Oratorian shall have no trouble calling himself the Slave of God, and belonging entirely to Him through ordination, out of love. Structure ’The Fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom.’ -Proverbs 1:2 (Pictured: High Priest Clement blesses new priests.) Provost: The leader of the Oratory, elected every five years by the Fathers. There is no Vow of Obedience to him, but he has the power of expelling unsuitable members from the community. He is a first among equals, not a dictator, relying on love and prayer to advance his ministry and unity. Father: An ordained member, or priest, of the Oratory. He is called to offer the Sacraments regularly, to preach and to pray the Breviary, and to help the Provost train Novices. Novice: A brother who wears the cassock and is undergoing formation for the priesthood. Deacon: A ‘permanent’ brother who wears the cassock and is given licence to preach, but is not ordained. He can be unmarried and live with the Brothers, or be married and live apart, albeit usually nearby. Spirituality and Saints ‘My wealth is the true wealth.’ – Virtue 2:5. (Pictured: Saint Catherine with Alms) Most of our spirituality follows the Judite tradition, holding great reverence for Jude’s writings, as well as those of Father Humbert, O.S.J. That Humbert is known to us simply as ‘our Cardinal’, since his ideal of divine slavery, and his model of monastic life and priesthood, is an example that we hope will bear fruit in us. We celebrate according to the Judite Rite. Others Saints and holy people we revere include: Saint Julia, our parish patron, whom we call Queen of our Hearts and Mother of Mankind. We seek to imitate her ten principal virtues. Saint Kristoff, priest and martyr, in his courage and pastoral care. High Pontiff Blessed Jude I, for his wisdom and scholarly disposition. Venerable Julia of Haense, O.S.C., a fiery nun who spread charity throughout the land. Adela Pieta, O.S.J., the lately dead Abbess, who renounced the wealth of the Empire to become a daughter of God, and was martyred. Apply ((please contact TotusTuus #3901 on discord. -Father Philip, Provost, Cong. Orat.-
  24. “Okay Imperial bootlicker, hope he sees this brüder.” Konstanz would note, hiding in plain sight at the empty Helena square.
  25. Luv

    The Isle of Avir

    :clapping_hands_emoji: !!!
  26. The Isle of Avir Lands of the Acal’elor Geography The isle of Avir, located just south of the Alnorid Sultanate in the remote seas of Aeldin, is a relatively isolated landmass covered in dense forests and mountain ranges. So long did the isle go unsettled due to the tales of sailors and traders, whom spoke of many a ship breaking upon the rocks that seemed to line it’s surrounding waters. The corpses of these vessels can still be seen to this day, rotting away both above and below the saltwater waves. On the western side of the isle would sit the Myrrwood Bog, a region surrounded by the thickened forests that held nothing but marsh and leafless trees. The elves that reside on the isle dare not venture there, for fear of sinking within the quicksands or being eaten by the ravenous pygmy dragons that make the bog their home. This region of Avir is widely unrecorded and written of. On the eastern side of the isle would rest the vast mountains of Far’anthir, jagged and rocky masses that stood firmly over the rest of the island itself. A rather quiet and scenic region, it is here that much, if not all stone needed for resources upon the island are mined and distributed. Additional minerals and metals are amassed her as well. In the northern region of the isle rests the keep of Ceru’igne, home of the Acal’elor and their followers. A great fortress formed with the aid of voidal magic, it’s grey towers and walls prove to be both a defensible keep and a citadel for the mali’aheral who reside there. As lords of Avir, the Acal’elor hold the Ignus Seat, said to have been forged from obsidian and slate rock upon the arrival of Orsino Acal’elor. In the southern region of the isle sits the trading port town of Dion’diraar, otherwise known as ‘the long-standing sentinel’. Acting as the only monitored way onto the isle proper, Dion’diraar is somewhat bustling with trade and commerce, mainly consisting of sailors desiring to rest before continuing on to the vast cities of the Horosid Empire. The town is watched over by the lesser branch of Acal’elor, called Allimun or ‘sinful’, for their crimes of infecting their own blood with impurity, a trait highly prized and scrutinized by their purer kin. Rule of the Acal’elor Upon his exile from the Silver City of Haelun’or, Orsino Acal’elor found himself wayward and without friend. Drifting from one place to another with a young son in tow, the former Uthir sold off the last of his kingly belongings to pay for passage on a small trading cog, his destination set for an exile among Orenian allies in the lands of Marna. Only a day’s sail left before reaching the distant continent, Orsino and his son Slaine were eager to plant their feet upon solid ground once more. However, a great storm cake upon their vessel, blowing great gusts of wind and rain at them from every direction. The current, churning and rocking their ship about, began to veer off course and into another direction. It was not long before the jagged peaks of rocks came into view, the cog destined to founder. It was only due to the quick evacuation of Orsino and his son from the vessel that the pair survived, clinging to barrels that had been flung into the sea. Making their way to the nearby shore, the father and son grew wary of how they might survive their ordeal. Their situation was made slightly improved by the fact that much of the cargo from the wrecked ship had washed ashore with them. Using what resources they could, they formed a small camp along the northern beaches of the isle. It is then that Orsino was able to send a message in regards to his flight via seagull, hoping it might reach an eager friend or ally. With luck upon the gull’s wings, the note reached the matriarch of an allied bloodline: Oth’alia Vaedrar. A stern and stout elfess, Oth’alia had made a fortune for herself through her skills in administration and organization, having served several magistrates and smaller human lords as both a Chamberlain and Seneschal. Having heard tales of the isles herself, and eager to profit from whatever undiscovered riches rested there, the Vaedrar matriarch ordered a small grouping of ships to be sent to the aid of the Acal’elor, with herself accompanying the travelers. These ships were loaded with resources, for Oth’alia and Orsino had been close friends and companions as children. Their close kinship is what would save the Uthir and his son. Overtime, the lines of Acal’elor and Vaedrar would stabilize the northern part of what they would call ‘Avir’, constructing a sturdy keep to withstand sea breezes and torrential rainstorms. A small line of trade would begin to travel into their small island port, bringing in various items that they themselves could not obtain so easily. It was this further progress that willed Orsino into declaring the isle inhabited by his blood and his allies, naming himself as overlord of Avir. In thanks for their undying support, the Vaedrar were named as eternal seneschals of Avir, as close as any two lines could get to being of one singular blood. Recent History Upon the vanishment of both Orsino and his son, the lands of Avir fell steadily into the hands of Oth’alia and her kin, whom become stewards of the isle in the absence of the Acal’elor. This continued for some time, until 1730, when a daughter of Orsino arrived upon the northern shore. Amorette-Blondelle, daughter of the vanished ruler of Avir, came to the gates of Ceru’igne forlorn and lost. The Lady Oth’alia welcomed the youthful princess with open arms, thankful that the Acal’aelor still lived on. Making quick work of the finer details, Amorette was installed as the Lady of Avir by the Matriarch Vaedrar, with the latter being made the young mali’s guardian until her ninetieth year.
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