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*A Battered piece of paper reachers his office, as he pondered on projects and idea's for the future, his eyes glancing to the paper. before snapping out of his growning innoyance with a particilure problem. taking a sip of his tea he start to read his brows furrowing ever more as the text continued.* "There she is, there is lady time. now hohkmat show me that cyicle of history can be broken. her lashings are troubling and have taken many guilds." *Folding the note he took a large tome the cover made up of wood had taken the beating of time a dragons head faided yet prominent. the parchment was placed deep with in its collection of notes and memorys as he closes the book* "Wishfull thinking on my part.... perhaps?" *Looking to the little ferret snoozing on his desk he pet her letting out a sigh.* "One last beast of time remains slumbering may that beast remain so for eternity" *With renewed vigor he returned to his projects.*

DRAGASZ VE KOENGZ DUMA Proposed Crownlands Ordinance of 529 ES Also known as the Haeseni Heroes Act Introduced to the Duma A proposed civil ordinance for the city of New Valdev that would establish a memorial grounds for all notable persons who have contributed meaningfully to the cultural, civil, or martial sectors of His Majesty’s kingdom. INTRODUCTION With the recent reconstruction of Valdev into a bigger and better city, the people of Haense have persisted against all odds to forge a new city full of eager optimism of a brighter future. However, we must also not forget the sacrifices made by our good comrades that have come before us and as good Canonists we should feel obligated to honor our triumphant dead. This bill proposes that the Grand Maer of New Valdev is to designate a sacred ground within His Majesty’s Crownlands for the construction of a memorial and grave site for Haeseni men and women who contribute significantly to the kingdom or die honorably in service of it. I. Location i. This bill’s only stipulation as to where said memorial would be located is that it be a place of non-strategic military importance as to ensure its protection from demolition by necessity. II. Decorum and Establishment i. Once a location has been determined and the foundations laid, the Grand Maer will then ask the Church with permission of the Crown to perform a rite of consecration of the grounds which will for all intents and purposes make them a sacred place that shall be protected from removal for all time. The grounds may never be shrunk or demolished but expansion, maintenance, and general grounds keeping shall be permitted whenever the need arises. III. Invitation of Burial and Memorial i. The Crown, His Majesty’s Aulic Council, and the Grand Maer shall exclusively hold the right to invite extraordinary citizens of the kingdom to be buried within these grounds of Haeseni heroes. These invitations are intended to be a gesture of gratitude and deep respect from the various branches of His Majesty’s government to acknowledge someone’s contribution to the kingdom of which they have so diligently worked to maintain and improve, and so they are intended to be given whilst the recipient is alive and at the eclipse of their career so that they may be able to look back at their accomplishments with pride. ii. Should the recipient unfortunately pass away before receiving their invitation or be given a posthumous invitation to be buried or memorialized in the grounds, then their next of kin or head of house shall be informed of such. Families may keep their loved one’s ashes and still have a memorial raised in place of a burial. iii. Any citizen who is at least of the rank of Footman or a member of the Knightly Orders of Haense that dies in battle or in defense of the nation shall be given an automatic invitation to be buried or memorialized within these grounds. iv. Any persons who were honored in the previous Mori War monument before its demolition shall be likewise honored in these grounds. SIGNED, His Lordship, Siegmund Robert Weiss of Novkursain

Sulieronn folded his arms over his chest in a form of disappointment. He'd won. He'd gained back his title. Yet, the mage was still upset.

FROM THE OFFICE OF THE LEGATE: AN OPEN LETTER OF APPOINTMENT Iussed By the, On this 1st of The Deep Cold A NOTICE OF APPOINTMENT, It is with great honor and humility that I the emplyment of the one known as Solebron into the offices of Balian foreign affairs. Having completed a successful interview on the matter of the duties which are beholden to this office, the newly appointed Ambassador Solebron gratefully accepted the duties and responsibility, pledging to serve the kingdom with unwavering dedication and integrity. Thus it is with grace that the appointed Ambassador shall henceforth deal with matters pertaining to the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska in place and with oversight of the Royal Legate, performing all matters of foreign affairs with a close ally. SIGNED, Don August Benedit Temesch, Royal-Legate of Balian, Militant of the Regiment of Saint Lothar and Watcher of the Order of Saint Lothar

FIRE

but why nerf plate armour when you can just buff everything else? :)

A private letter was delivered to Haense' Cathedral, wherein Villoriks office wask suspected: "TO BISHOP VILLROK, Within Celia'nor, he, the merchant, had claimed that he is a 'peaceful Ibleesian'. It did not change his fate, he was slain another time. - Iheiuh of Celia'nor"

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A smaller figure held up their hands towards the missive, golden glazed eyes reading it - if they had proper expressions, they'd be smiling right now. @NotAPan

Galahad remembered wishing his words hurt where his mother loved him most. He spoke like the sun, but not the way its light shafts through canopies or warms a glimmering pond in midsummer, but the way it blisters the skin and stabs the eyes. The way it burns with all-consuming passion, self-destructive fervor, and how it taunts him the way firedancers taunt hubris from their woven tethers. Galahad remembered being grateful his brother and sister did not share this burden. He wondered if they would be as thankful of him as he were of them.

Really good post, I'd do it again if I had the chance.

Thas my goat right there You're from the bay now Danny...

"ME MENTIONED?!" Arthur yelled in happiness. Though, upon looking. . "Oh, a boring misconception. Unbelievable."

A paranoid High Elf's eyes began to twitch wildly "Oh no, oh no! The half-naked wood elves... they are back! They are evil! Something has to be done..." Raziel befan to calm down.

A silence came across the man as he read the words, before white embers came through his respirator in a rage. 'Care for the good'. How horseshit; How non-sensical; How utterly ignorant. It was Druids, Templars, and Oyashimen that spent their blood for the sake of the Paladin Order. For the sake of their objectives and their mission as either volunteers or paid mercenaries. He stewed over the document and the arrogance of the Amathine Crown, speaking on matters they had no understanding of: They had not been allowed to plan, which costed the Covenant at every moment because of Xannite arrogance - called out by their own Aengul. This cost so many damned lives, over three-quarters of the Vale force by their own failures of compounding planning errors & failures. They had decidedly believed the Druidic force as useless, resulting in them neglectfully choosing to not inform their own allies. This cost so many damned lives in that the Druidic force had not been allowed to organise their own equipment. It cost them in that they could not properly prepare because of failed communications from the so-called 'military order'. Then, Xan had purposefully friendly-fired on his own comrades. Aengul perhaps, but treasonous all around. Everywhere the man looked, he looked to see if this was about the 'Good'. Malchediael's vision of a world where the strong would protect the weak. And everywhere he looked in the Order of the Golden Lion, he saw incompetence and compounding failures. He saw treasonous thoughts in the Covenant & disunity altogether. There was nothing 'good' left in the Paladins - and no will to protect the weak, as they refused to even consider the thought of salvation for Azdromoth. They instead considered genocide on the Azdrazi. The man was no Azdrazi supporter, but even he had to admit the hypocrisy intrinsic in this document. The man's dream finally came manifested into his mind's eye: a New World was in order to replace the Old World so that Malchediael's reformation may come. So that the Descendants may be protected. So the World, in all its good and majesty, may be brought to enlightenment by a new generation unbegotten by the follies of the past - but instead the dreams of the future. Perhaps this would be the enlightening of the world to one of 'Good', instead of the traitorous & backstabbing virtues it had inherited from a bygone era.

Andria smiles at the treaty ticking off the board in the palace. “The best name.” _ A. |. W. x III. |. III

Haven't made a musin but very tempted to, a niffty fun enjoyable community. Turbo is honestly such a great musin player, him and Zanael understand how whimsical and fun musin should be and have quality emotes while also being goofy fun adorable and just downright fantastic. Fun having my halfling with her musin friends, genuinely good quality rp. I find musin far more fun than elves and humans because of how fantasy like it feels, what a whimsical race! I hope it expands further and the community grows, one way to do that is continue to fight the needs of a CA, I agree with comments above its a bit annoying, and maybe remove the "Lesser Soul" wording as well, I feel like the whole soul thing itself shouldn't be known irp and feels weird.

Port-County of Dúnkeld On the 12 of The Amber Cold, 775 S.R Proposed by: Port-Sovereign Ellie Ambrose Kagura-Maelstorm-Aurelius-Pinemaw To ensure that all Acalonn that are citizens of the Port-County of Dúnkeld are to have equal and free rights, to not be discriminated against. And to promise to offer safe haven and protection to any Acalonn that can prove to not be affiliated with the Dark, as any other being would be offered. Leoni Chevalier, MP 🜹 Yes Wisteria Adeline Pinemaw, MP 🜹 Yes Moss Mawce Kervallen, MP 🜹 Yes Signed by, Sovereign of the Port-County of Dúnkeld, Unlanded Countess of Old Pinemaw, The Silver Quill, Laird in the Kingswood, Defender of the Rozanian Realm, Ellie Ambrose Kagura-Maelstorm-Aurelius-Pinemaw Inspector of the Port-County of Dúnkeld, The Favorite Sorvian of Lurin, Bestfriend of Ellie Pinemaw, Most Spoiled Construct in Aevos, Kleptomaniac, Holder of Deranged Ideas, First Ever Sorvian Mage, Claimer of Free Land, Best Lawyer in the Business, Moss Mawce Kervallen

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After having a brief conversation with his daughter and grand daughter, the Duke would take some essential belongings and take his leave across the monasteries of the realm.

ISSUED BY: THE FAIR CABINET ON: 10th of Harren’s Folly, 179 S.A CHAGELOG Titles: The Scroll of law has been updated to reflect the change in rank and status of the Duchy. With Marquis of Lotusgrad being changed to Duke of Brabant

This night, you do not dream as usual. Wearing a nun’s face, you stand by a door, listening to the sounds of a banquet - a mere few paces away. And you think of the needs of the flesh, of all the needs that you are immune to, of the detached lack that grants you your subtlety. The air is suffused with the scent of their vast meal, the heady perfumes, the smacking of lips - the sound of their laughter. It is not an unpleasant sound. Too devoid of hunger, perhaps. The sound of the gluttonous hungers of animals. But you know something of their appetite, and you know of their hunger for zealotry. Perhaps you know far more. Appetite and conviction was direction, and you know more than most of direction - such exquisite purpose! Solomon was a fool to only see the half of it. There is ecstasy in a face. Brilliance in deceit. Fulfillment in the completion… And certainty in the dark. Your vision ends.