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  2. OOC : PURPOSE - Read First TO THE BLOOD OF FRANKTIR A MISSIVE TO THE TRIBES - AGE OF THE SEA-PEOPLES XLIII [!] Depiction of Katutigernos, First High Chieftain of The Franks [!] Two versions of the missive's contents are laid out upon the parchment - One in Frankish Runes/Language, and one in the Common Script/Tongue. The letter was posted in both the Franklands of Aaun and the whole Principality of Reinmar. I am Mogurix vo Uxelosii, Warrior of the Hawk and Veteran of the War of the Sea-Peoples, you may know of me, you may not, I was born but a humble fletcher. However this does not matter, as I have a message to give you, those born of the ancestors, my kin. Our people have been sundered, lost and angry since the arrival of the Sea-Peoples. Entire generations have been raised since their arrival, and even more of our elders lost in those battles, this story, this tale of despair and loss must end, but not how you may think, not by sword or axe, nor by arrow and deceit. This tragedy must be solved with acknowledgement and words, words of peace, words of understanding. I have found the Reinmaren Tribe to be welcoming and kind to me, they have given me many privileges that I thought they would deny me, they have given me a home, they have given us a home, and a place to settle in the near future. Do not disparage me for writing these letters of endearment toward our former foes, know that times change, and we must change with them, I implore those under the Hawkโ€™s leadership to move to my future encampment under Reinmar to live, farm the land, and be content - I offer and wish the same to those who must surely hate us, those of our kin who stay in our homelands, bitter and filled with disdain knowing that even with the Reinmaren gone, they will never be free of the Kingdom that claims the ancestorsโ€™ soil, I hope that perhaps, you may know peace in this new, different age, in a new part of this continent. Thank you for reading, May the Ancestors guide you, just as Dewos bids from the skies above. - MOGURIX VO UXELOSII Claimer of Blight-Iron, Son of Garomaros the Fletcher
  3. Adalfriede polished off her earrings and donned her tribesman's cloak, securing it with a gold brooch chased with silver.
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  6. Ricardo Steven II, more commonly known as the 'Woodland Stranger' cringed as he saw the several lies on the letter, grabbing quill and paper to write a very angry letter towards Lady Ioanna D'Arkent! In it read: "Dear Ioanna D'Arkent I hope this letter finds you well, I wanted to correct some mistakes done in your missive, I have surely attracted children towards the forest, it wasnt that hard, you know? I wanted to make it the most peaceful, but alas, it got more complex as a third party came into the picture, I attracted her by telling her of my dog, that went by the name of 'Arthur', which I am quite proud of, making such an elaborate lie on the run-! There was no mention of sweets, nor was there mention of my kin or anything else, apart from my pet, anyway, that girl was quite easily, and surely, lured into the forest-! On other note, as much as I am sorry for making such trouble, I will not stop my actions, as the thrill of this is enough for me to continue, also I would advice you and the BSK to check the houses on top of the tavern, as I have stolen a few items (Now im possession of that little girl) from one of the rooms! I hope this information finds you well, and wish you a good future, hope you know that I will try not to harm the children unless they defend themselves, so I give the recommendation of screaming for help, but not fighting against it! Signed: - The Woodland Stranger
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  11. Clan Val'taelu's current Tyuth'szyr'mo holds her title with pride, sea-green gaze cast out over a vast expanse of sea. Ashen hands set something into dampened sand, watching as her offering to their Ancestors is taken by the tide.
  12. MAAN I VE KOENG FUNERAL OF ALEKSANDR II โ€œWE COME AS CROWSโ€ Issued by the CROWN OF HANSETI-RUSKA On the 11th day of Wzuvar ag Byvca of 523 E.S VA BIRODEO HERZENAV AG ELDERVIK, THE KING IS DEAD, LONG LIVE THE KING. Holy Godan has seen fit to reunite their Royal Majesties in the highest heavens. King Aleksandr II has succumbed to wounds sustained whilst undertaking an Oath Hunt alongside the Brotherhood of Saint Karl. He and his late Queen served the realm dutifully for forty years, the longest reign of any monarchs in the history of this Kingdom. We weep for them, as do all the peoples of the land. Thus does the Crown declare 523 E.S. to be a year of official mourning. In three months time, on Gronna ag Droba, the bells of the Everardian Basilica shall toll. The Cardinal Westerwald shall lead the Haeseni in mass, and a funeral service. All the subjects and allies of the Crown shall be welcomed within the walls of Valdev that they might pay their final farewells to the fallen King. GODANI JEST WIELKI, HIS ROYAL MAJESTY, Ivan VIII, by the Grace of Godan, King of Hanseti and Ruska, Grand Hetman of the Army, Hochmeister of the Order of the Crow, Prince of Bihar, Dules, Lahy, Muldav, Slesvik, Solvesborg, and Ulgaard, Duke of Carnatia, and Vanaheim, Margrave of Korstadt, Rothswald, and Vasiland, Count of Alban, Alimar, Baranya, Graiswald, Karikhov, Karovia, Kaunas, Kavat, Kovachgrad, Markev, Nenzing, Siegrad, Torun, Toruv, Valdev, and Werdenburg, Viscount of Varna, Baron of Astfield, Buck, Esenstadt, Krakenโ€™s Watch, Kralta, Krepost, Lorentz, and Rytsburg, Lord of the Westfolk, Protector and Lord of the Highlanders, etcetera. HER ROYAL MAJESTY, Nataliya Leopoldina, Queen-Consort of Hanseti and Ruska, Princess-Consort of Bihar, Dules, Lahy, Muldav, Solvesborg, Slesvik and Ulgaard, Duchess-Consort of Carnatia and Vanaheim, Margravine-Consort of Korstadt, Rothswald, and Vasiland, Countess-Consort of Alban, Alimar, Baranya, Graiswald, Karikhov, Karovia, Kaunas, Kavat, Kovachgrad, Kvasz, Markev, Nenzing, Torun, Toruv, Valdev, and Werdenburg, Viscountess-Consort of Varna, Baroness-Consort of Esenstadt, Krakenโ€™s Watch, Kralta, Krepost, Lorentz, Rytsburg, and Astfield, Lady of the Westfolk, et cetera.
  13. Saki Gaki Zaibatsu The Sakuragakure Corporation - Private Security, Weapons, Alchemy, and Tech Manufacturing Chief Executive Officer: Shugo Kato Oijin @GundamEngineer The Sakuragakure Corporation is a state-owned business conglomerate based out of the Koyo-Kuni Shugonate and operated by the various clans and families of Sakuragakure with a primary focus on the manufacturing and distribution of alchemy, artillery, technological and mundane weapons with diverse interests in other sectors of business such as but not limited to entertainment and food service venues. It is the Zaibatsuโ€™s belief in spreading Oyashiman technology to improve the quality of life of Braevosians world wide as well as teaching and arming the next generation of Oyashimans to continue the advancement of our diaspora. The Zaibatsu also offers private corporate security and hitmen services within the boundaries of operation. Makkusu Tactu (Private Security) Agents, Mercenaries, Ashigaru and Ronin make up the ranks of Makkusu Tactu, the private security offered by the Saki Gaki Zaibatsu. Besides safeguarding the Zaibatsuโ€™s interests, each agent is allowed to pursue outside work via clients ranging from supplementing guard forces, yokai purging, offering security at major events or performing hit jobs. The Zaibatsu reserves the right to decline work on matters of conflict of interest but are held to a confidentiality clause nonetheless with all proposals of work brought before the Zaibatsu or its agents. For the most decorated of Makkusu Tactu, greater gear to perform oneโ€™s duties may be rewarded as well as participation in our Secure Your Soul program (SYS) to protect yourself from life threatening accidents while on the job. To join the Makkusu Tactu you must meet the following requirements; - One must be in the good graces of the Shugo and the Koyo-Kuni Shugonate to be considered for employment. - One must be at least 18 years of age. - One must be willing to receive automaton implants. - Cannot be a doโ€™badder or yokai touched (bad vibes). - Must be willing to participate in ultra-violence. - Must be willing to agree to a confidentiality clause in work with clients. - Must find and meet with the Chief Executive Officer in person for employment. - In times of emergency, all members of Makkusu Tactu not already a part of the Ashigaru will act as an auxiliary and supplementary force to the Hidden Cherry Blossomโ€™s Citizenโ€™s Militia. Saki Gaki Sounds Coupled with technology is culture and the Saki Gaki Zaibatsu is on the forefront of progression in culture not only amongst the Oyashimans but Braevos wide with new sights and sounds. Saki Gaki Sounds is the recording and distribution division of the Zaibatsu dedicated to discovering and promoting musical talents from the Land of Cherry Blossoms. Current Acts: Oro-Oro @CashDinero Zaibatsu Shops These are the currently available shops and properties operated and protected by the Saki Gaki Zaibatsu and their listed owners/operators. For private queries to specific businesses and orders please direct letters to the appropriate operator. The Grub Bucket - Sakuragakure Operators: Ugokoyama Takemura and Ugokoyama Bata Rated SS Ranked Food Stall and the Best Eating Space in the west by the Nor-Velyth Chief Food Inspector, the Grub Bucket is an Oni owned franchise founded in Sakuragakure selling greasy yet homely grub to all patrons. Do not insult the chefโ€™s cooking.* @wowj @dargrind Sakuragakure Imports - City-State of Kaeโ€™thul Operators: Ugokoyama Takemura and Shugo Kato Oijin Offering Oyashiman Imports, Alchemy, Books and Automatons @GundamEngineer @Wowj The Kato Clan Workshop - Sakuragakure Operators: Shugo Kato Oijin Offering alchemical brews, swords and weapons, and engineering goods from automatons and automail to smogger constructions. @GundamEngineer The Watanabe Tea House - Sakuragakure Operators: Watanabe Mei, Watanabe Akemi, Watanabe Ayako, Oro Oro Offering home-cooked Oyashiman food with local and imported teas. Live music and home venue of local musician Oro-Oro. @CelestialMochi @Moon_Is_Innocent @Lockages @CashDinero Genki Apothecary - Sakuragakure Operators: Watanabe Akemi Offering Oyashiman home remedies, medicine and charms for warding off yokai. @Moon_Is_Innocent Ugokoyama Clan Stall - Sakuragakure Operators: Ugokoyama Danzen Offering Alchemical weapons and vouchers for limb replacements. @Islamadon Kato Clan Stall - Sakuragakure Operators: Shugo Kato Oijin, Kato Eren Offering Alchemical Brews, Oyashi Imports and Art by Kato Eren. @GundamEngineer @JoanofArc Genki Apothecary and Watanabe Tea House - Celiaโ€™nor Operators: Watanabe Akemi, Watanabe Ayako The Celiaโ€™nor location of the Genki Apothecary and Watanabe Tea House, offering both medicine and home cooked Oyashiman food alongside tea. @Moon_Is_Innocent @Lockages Ratata-oii Tasty Sushi - Sakuragakure Operator: Kikurage The local sushi and sashimi spot in Hidden Cherry Blossom Village owned and operated by Kikurage and the Kato Clan. @Crunchiest_Leaf The Zaibatsu Waterfront - Norowareta Mori (Outside of Sakuragakure) Operators: Shugo Kato Oijin Major Construction Site and Cannon Foundry - rent out for your grand engineering projects by speaking to Shugo Kato Oijin or buy cannons, trebuchet and other artillery armaments @GundamEngineer Grub Bucket Tournament Chain - Tournament of Power Sumo Dohyo (Above Nichi-Jin Temple) Operators: Ugokoyama Takemura, Ugokoyama Bata The event location of the Grub Bucket for catering at Nichi-Jin Sumo Dohyo. @wowj @Dargrind
  14. Shared this with me today +1 Very nice song
  15. If you were free to create a realm what would it be?
  16. Kristoff var Ruthern smiled as he read his sons missive, "He takes after me it seems, well done my boy."
  17. last name omicon :O woah.......... hai!!!!!! hi!!!! hello :3!!!! hi there!!!! yippee!!!!!!!!!!
  18. Short Stories by Leuven The Sheep Sisters "Sheep Sistersโ€ by Yves Lysander de Falstaff Written by Eudoxia Leontina van Leuven The 21th day of Joma & Umund of 522 E.S. On a day like any other, where the sun shined brightly above the lively highlands and where the pastures were eternally green. Where sheep and all sorts of cattle roamed these prosperous lands where the sun seemed to never set, where the snow never fell, and all who wandered slept peacefully. The animals of the highlands would gather around a bustling creek, resting their heads and bodies under the loving warmth of the smiling sun, her joy endless and eternal like the life around them. However, on this particular day, all that was familiar would become foreign and new as the sun would begin to set. As the loving sun fled for the highest peak of the mountains, the cattle and wildlife began to panic. Whilst in the middle of panic, two sheep would approach the animals of the highlands. The sheep named Sel and Ese would calm down the crowd with soothing words filled with warmth like the sun which left them only minutes ago. Sel and Ese then promised all who were gathered near the creek and to the highlands itself that they would return the sun. The sheep sisters would then begin to prepare for their long and treacherous journey under the embrace of darkness and sorrow, the highlands plagued by all the terrors of the night. As the sisters finally finished and made way for the mountains and its highest peak, they looked back upon the now-empty lands. Despite this sadness and darkness, their hearts remained golden and their minds sharp as a blade. Finally, the sisters Sel and Ese would turn on their hoofs and begin their journey to return to the sun. As the sisters began their journey to the highest peak of the mountains to save their sun, they encountered a lonely bull named Erk. This bull was large, yet shy and skittish. Its fur was black as the night which plagued their homeland and its eyes were soft and gentle as the wool on the sheep sisterโ€™s back. Sel and Ese asked this lonely bull if it wished to join them on their journey to return the sun. Erk the bull questioned the sheep sisters on why it was good to return the sun when the sun revealed his small horns. Revealing his biggest embarrassment to all who gathered among the creek. The sheep sisters would then begin to comfort the bull before being interrupted by a pack of villainous monsters birthed by the shadows. Whilst the sheep sisters were corned, high above the pair would be a hive of wasps on a branch held by a thin thread. The bull with quick thinking and wit would grab a stick and throw it directly towards the thin thread which held up the hive. It was only seconds before the pair of sheep would meet their unfortunate end that they would be saved by the wits of this timid bull, the hive falling onto the grotesque monsters. As the hive landed onto the crowd of these villainous monsters, the irritated wasps would rise from the destroyed home, chasing these shadowy creatures off a cliff before they chased after, flying down the cliff. The bull took a sigh of relief while the sheep sisters rushed towards the bull, giving him a tight embrace of warmth. Explaining to this skittish and timid bull that it is not his physical strength that gives him power, but his wit and intelligence that save them in the end. With that, the sheep sisters with their new friend, Erk, would travel onward to save the sun. In the middle of their path, a mighty stag gently laid near a wilting rose, his eyes filled with tears while lowering his head. Despite his tears, the stag appeared to be powerful and intimidating with its high and sharp antlers, yet so beautiful and kind with its soft brown coat of fur. As the group approached this mournful stag and introduced themselves, the stag would remain silent in its mourning, only telling his name, Leu. The mournful stag would explain that the cause of his sorrow would be the death of his companion, his lover. This wilting rose was the only reminder of his deceased lover and as it wilted, his heart shattered piece by piece. Once again, as before, monsters approached the group. Fading into existence through the shadows. As the sheep sisters and the bull were cornered, the mighty stag would only turn its head away. Awaiting for their impending deaths before a memory would be played out in Leuโ€™s mind. His lover, his beloved, reminds him of their dreams. Their dreams of peace and warmth, and so, the stag had risen where he laid and fended off the shadowy monsters, though, in return, the rose had finally fully wilted away. At this loss the stag would turn towards the group, explaining his newfound purpose with teary eyes as he looked down at the fully wilted rose. Promising his life and fullest devotion to helping these sisters bring the sun back to the highlands. Yet, the sisters only approached the stag, giving him a tight and warm embrace. Comforting the mournful stag with bright smiles like the ever-so-foreign sun. The pair of sisters alongside Erk and Leu would continue their journey to the highest peak. The high peaks of the mountains seem closer and closer than before. Yet, no sign of the fleeting sun. As the group made their final steps to the high peaks of the mountains, they would have a sudden realization that there was no sun in sight. Only darkness and sorrow, a vast emptiness which couldnโ€™t be filled. At this discovery, the sheep sisters would fall upon their knees, their hope fleeting like the sun minutes ago. The stag and bull went onwards to comfort the sisters before noticing a bright light of warmth and comfort emitting from a cave only a few steps away. Cries of sadness would be heard coming from this damp and murky cave, as the sisters stood themselves up from the cold stone and approached the cave with their new friends. They would notice a singular raven, standing in front of a lonely flame. This flame was as small as the nearest pebble, barely staying alive with it only being fed twigs. The group then asked this stranger if she knew where the sun had fled to, where is the sun if not up atop this mountain. The raven with its dark feathers which only consumed the light emitted from the flames would reveal she was the sun, the sun which fled. Only a few seconds later, not even allowing the group to comprehend this discovery, a horde of these shadowy monsters would surround the cave. However, instead of attacking, these monsters would begin to insult the lonely raven. It was then that it was realized that these shadows were the embodiment of the insecurities of the sun. All her sorrows and pains. Alone while resting up above all who flourished under her light. The shadows would then begin to insult and control the minds of the group, telling the bull that it was weak, the stag that it was useless, and then the sheep sisters that they had failed. While the group would succumb to these trances, the raven would only turn its head away while the flames of the fire would begin to flicker away. Erk the bull would return to reality, remembering the words spoken by Sel and Ese. Reminding the sisters while they were deep in their trances that without the both of them, he would never be able to realize his worth through intelligence. Leu the stag would then follow along in the steps of Erk and return to reality. Shouting to the possessed sisters that without them, he would never remember the dreams of his lover, a dream of peace. Finally, the sisters would escape the trance placed on them by these shadowy creatures, comforting the raven. Sel and Ese then explained that without the support of the sun, there would be no light and warmth. Despite the few complaints and injuries to oneโ€™s confidence, there are many more who care and value the sun. With this, the raven would turn its head, looking towards the group before hopping down to lift the flames with its talons and fly up to the sky. Passing by both the group and shadows. Yet, the shadows chased after the raven while it flew up into the empty skies, the flame held onto its talons growing brighter and brighter before filling the sky up with warmth and light once again. The shadows would then fade from existence as the sun returned to the sky. The group then left the darkness of the cave, their eyes focused on the bright sun as it shined once again. Her comfort and warmth embraced all who rested below her. The group of animals would eventually return down from the mountain and back to the creek, and the highlands were saved. Not from a classically strong and violent hero, but by the golden hearts of a pair of good sisters. It was not violence but compassion and harmony which triumphed in the end.
  19. "Boat jousting. . .?" Monika asked, tilting her head as she looked at the page. "Sounds fun, right Richard?" She turned to nothing beside her. Perhaps another hallucination. . .
  20. Crest designed by @_RoyalCrafter_ Our History "Bring unto the realm halfling ire." These are the words of the crowned fox of the Collingwoods, a steadfast call to arms that echoed throughout the Kingdom of Haense when I, Cyris Collingwood, the first of his name- broke an oath to King Karl III in order to abandon the Shire of Honeyhill with the hope of granting my people, the Weefolk, a freedom they had not tasted since the evermore distant days of Dunshire. The lineage of the Collingwood family stretches back to the ancient days of Atlas, though then we took a different name. In those distant times, my great grandfather, Glenn Collingvine, a valiant Knight of Knox, found himself wounded and maimed, seeking refuge in the Dominion of Malin to escape the ruthless hordes of September. It was there, amidst the care of the elves who tended to his injuries, that he encountered and ultimately married a young Ame woman, my great-grandmother, Arleigh Ainawood. Their daughter, my grandmother Arlen Collingwood, remains a mysterious figure, her presence fading from historical records after her youth. It can be assumed that at some point in her life, she crossed paths with my grandfather, and together they cultivated my mother, from a patch of Pumpkins no less. It is said my mother was the spitting image of Knox himself, which raises several questions regarding her bone structure and general health- however, those are for another familial document; Through reasons that to this day evade me, she left when I was but a babe, leaving me in the care of my father, a distant, cold man- though protective of his own when it mattered; I miss him dearly. When I came of age the very avatar of the Pumpkin Lord himself appeared before me, on one of my frequent walks through the ever twisting brambled woodlands of Elvenesse- though what events transpired as a result of that fateful encounter can be found in the library under the 'Bramblebury' section. I do not regret the discourse my actions fueled- while to this day the Peregrins hold their grudges- we are under the control of Arugula's puppet no longer and even they cannot deny Knoxscalibur's aurum blade scorched its tainted hide, but I digress. Since the days of Honeyhill our family has flourished beyond simply myself and those before me- we have grown into something greater; As the records now stand we are the largest family in the Shire. Knox's magic flows through our veins stronger than ever, as does the knightly courage and honour of our ancestors; With these gifts at our side, the Shire shall know peace for centuries to come- under our crown, whomever's heavy head it shall rest uponโ€ฆ Our Virtues & Traditions The Collingwood family upholds the value of integrity above all else. For us, once a promise is made, it becomes an unbreakable commitment that we honour by any means necessary. Our family name is synonymous with unbroken trust, a quality that strengthens our resolve to fulfil Knox's will and safeguard the Weefolk. In our possession, we have heirlooms passed down by the head of our family, symbols to remind our successors of our legacy and the values they are expected to uphold. Our sigil, a fox adorned with a golden crown, represents our noble and resilient nature. We embrace the cunning and resourcefulness of the fox, embodying its traits as we navigate challenges. Its crown signifies our noble lineage and the Knox-given authority we wield with honour and integrity. Bravery, honour, and trustworthiness are the cornerstones of our character. We constantly strive to embody these virtues, guiding our actions and interactions. Through upholding these principles, we seek to create an environment where the Weefolk can flourish under our protection. Our ultimate goal is to foster a Shire that reflects our values and enables the growth and prosperity of those we hold dear. Our Faith Foremost and above all, the Collingwood family remains unwavering in their loyalty to the Pumpkin Lord, Knox. Amidst recent whispers painting the fiend Arugula as some supposed harbinger of justice, we raise our voices in defiance, declaring such notions as blasphemy. Let it be known to all that the Pumpkin Lord is the one true patron of the Weefolk, and no heretical Arugulean Cultists shall divert our unwavering commitment to this eternal truth. Our allegiance rests solely with Knox and Knox alone. May his shadowy radiance forever guide our steps and illuminate our path. Our Blood Excluding the many that have been adopted into our noble family of course; The Collingwoods have through countless generations clung to a few distinctive, physical traits that set us apart from our fellow weefolk. Our children are most commonly born with hair as black as the night and as thick as the sheaves that scatter Knox's golden wheat fields. Collingwoods possess irises of varied colours, as is reflected in our heraldic crest of silver, blue and gold. Our lineage boasts a delicately defined bone structure, a testament to the fairness of our most distant ame ancestors. Notably, even among the halflings, our shorter stature stands as a beacon of distinction, an enduring mark of our most proper halfling blood. These defining characteristics, interwoven into our bloodline by the hands of time, are treasured reminders of the indomitable spirit that courses through our veins. As the Collingwoods journey forth, may these traits continue to unify and distinguish us as a resilient and noble family. Our Heirlooms While our family has persisted for shorter a time than most, we have acquired many treasures and trinkets throughout our time in this realm, some simple keepsakes- others powerful magical artifacts that should never fall into the wrong hands. I, Cyris, feel it necessary to catalogue them- to ensure that they are not lost to history, or to theft. Knoxscalibur - The Shovel of our Kin, granted to I, Cyris, by the Pumpkin Lord Knox. It's Aurum blade has scorched the false idol's retched hide, and has slewn many more creatures of the night. May it serve my descendants well, for the world is vast and full of monsters. The Collingwood Crown - A trinket, and all I have to remember my mother by. It's origins are hence unknown, though it serves a symbol of our divine obligation to protect those that would call us royal. Frogtopia's Favour - A golden medallion, gifted by one of the founding chieftains of Frogtopia in the days of Honeyhill, following the victory against the Spider Queen by myself and the honorable Breasal Nimblefoot. A reminder of our friendship with both him, and the many frogs he- as frogkempt- protects. The Time Scythe - A dangerous and powerful relic, pried from the scheming hands of Watermelon-Joe, I daren't imagine what destruction could be wrought should it's nature be discovered by any that hold ill-will, hence it shall be kept from this record. The King's Shield - A personal keepsake from the Mori-Siege of Norland in Almaris, it held back many a blow as I lead the charge to take back the inner-chambers of the city's walls, preventing a flank from underneath what forces remained atop it's ramparts. A Closing Word of Advice Do not mistake our kin's gilded exterior as superiority, the Great Farmer made all of us as equal folk, the duty of our family is to protect such. Heavy is the head that dons the crown, as the rest of the world shall see it as it is seen amongst the realms of men, though we know better than to put ourselves above others, wield the influence it shall bring within the realms of men and elves to deter foreign mingling amongst our folk, there may come a time when Emperors, or Biggun Kings shall try and subjugate our folk once more, wield the crown of our kin as a tool to show that we do not need them. Knox has granted us our freedom and we shall protect it fiercely, lest our Shiredom crumbles and our people are driven to obscurity once more... "Bring Unto The Realm Halfling Ire" -House Collingwood-
  21. PROPERTY IN CERULIA Issued at Year 174 of the Second Age With the new town finally finished and operational, folks have been skeptical of moving in out of fear for future taxation levels. I hereby wish to put those concerns to rest as taxes are easily preventable within Cerulia. ACQUIRING A HOME To acquire a home is to first complete the simple citizenship test, which will be more in depth explained later on in this document. Once this simple yet effective test is completed with the proper results then one may start the process of searching for a home applicable to the amount of folks intended to be living in such. Once an appropriate property has been found then they have to pay their steward a downpayment of two times the yearly tax and the steward will then note down everything necessary into the registry. ACQUIRING A SHOP Acquiring a shop is much easier in comparison as the citizenship test is not applicable here. Only requiring the willingness to sell your goods with the weekly tax in mind. However, it should be noted that you will not gain tax cuts over your shop and will have to pay your tax in full with the standard 2 week downpayment. THE CITIZENSHIP TEST The citizenship test is a rather thorough one to ensure no darkspawn and agents of evil will slip past us. To start the citizenship test, a few standard questions will be asked: Why do you wish to live here? Are you aware of what our state religion is? Have you had previous incidents within Lurin? Are you willing to fight for your home when it comes to it? After these questions have been answered sufficiently, the next step is to test this future citizen for any darkspawn afflictions. The first step is to remove all jewelry from their being to prevent any enchantments from being active during this testing period. After this removal of jewelry, they are subject to a standard spook test where a golden dagger will be used to inflict a cut and then salt will be lightly strewn over the blood that comes out. After this undead and vampire test comes the test for frost witches where a flame will be held at a distance near their non-prosthetic limb of choice. Once all parts of the citizenship tests are completed then they will be informed of various jobs that need to be filled which will grant tax cuts and payment for this new citizen. TAXES Taxes in Cerulia work much like they do within Lurin, where a tax slab has to be bought and put into the correct barrel for the tax to be paid with the option for this tax to be paid with resources if wanted. However, one cannot forget about the tax cuts that various jobs within Cerulia and even Lurin as a whole will provide that could make oneโ€™s property tax free. PROPERTIES Small Home - 5 Mina Medium Home - 10 Mina Manor - 20 Mina SHOPS Stall - 5 Mina Shop - 20 Mina RESOURCE TAX Alternative way of paying for taxes without Mina with a list of resources equivalent to such. 64 Iron Ingots - 5 Mina tax 16 Netherite - 10 Mina Tax 32 copper - 10 Mina Tax 32 Leather - 10 Mina tax 128 Logs - 5 Mina tax 64 Coal - 5 Mina tax 64 Hay Bales - 5 Mina Tax TAX CUTS Lubbaโ€™s Favor - 20 Mina tax cut Minister - 20 Mina tax cut Active Bartender - 10 Mina tax cut Active Medic - 10 Mina tax cut Active Worker - 10 Mina tax cut Active Centurion - 10 Mna tax cut Active Men-At-Arms - 10 Mina tax cut Active Knight - 10 Mina tax cut Registered Levy - 5 Mina tax cut And With such, one who works will never have to pay tax within Cerulia. Freely available tax doc ETERNAL WE MARCH signed, The Former Silver Lubba, Mika โ€œThe Resourcefulโ€ Anarion, Serene Marq of The Most Serene March of Cerulia and Minister of Defense of Lurin, Protector of the Lurinite Floodplains, Lord of Lubbaโ€™s Keep, Lubba Knight of Lurin, Founder of Lurin, Founder of Cerulia, Brickmaster of Lurin
  22. A Nephilim patiently awaited the elf's return, keen to find out how his pilgrimage went.
  23. +1 An absolutely necessary change that I'd fight to the death over despite only having encountered it for the first time moments ago.
  24. While perusing the Thegn's desk, Beowulf stumbled upon the letter; the giant Norn was filled with trepidation at the thought of a great battle as he read.
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