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THE IMPERIAL SOCIETY OF THE EXALTED HOREN “Thus mankind was united in virtue, in the highlands and the heartlands, and in the farthest homes of the sons of Horen.” Gospel 6:33 PREAMBLE Since the enactment of the Edict of Separation (1786) and the dissolution of the Eighth Empire upon the conclusion of the Brothers’ War (1868), humanity has entered a dark age of division, decadence and mutual distrust. Over the years, we have lost interest in the betterment of humanity as a whole and, instead, we are now merely focused on the betterment of our own human realms. The treaties that have been signed on paper in reality mean nothing for us, as we actively look to our human neighbors with mistrust and envy, waiting in secret for the adequate moment to strike them down to expand our national boundaries or to defend them from our own kin. This disunity amongst the realms of man has heavily weakened our race, leading to instability in our human realms. We have fought each other for petty blood and tribal rivalries have appeared once again. Our quality of life has degraded and so has our way of life. We are meaner, crueler, our living conditions smaller and more destitute. We are bitter, torn up between grudges and provincial rivalries, having lost sight of our common goal. While the recent formation of the Covenant of Man has been a light of hope for our people, we believe that our Covenant needs to be empowered and expanded towards the formation of a new Canonist Empire, for it is only with the creation of common and shared institutions, such as the Congress of Man, that we will prevail. Besides the Lord Protector of the Covenant of Man, we no longer have a central authority that keeps the peace, sets the standards that our people are expected to follow, and offers guidance to all the Realms of Man for secular matters, ensuring their safety and prosperity, as our Emperor once did. With the death of our last Emperor more than a century ago, so did our common leader perish. Since then, our people have had no real common leadership, and have often felt fearful, lost and misguided. And yet, even a century later, we still eagerly await the arrival of our rightful Emperor to assume the Crown of the Exalted Godfrey and the role of Defender of the Faith and lead our people towards a new golden age of peace and prosperity amongst the realms of man. With the formation of this religious Society in honor of our Prophet Horen, symbol of the Brotherhood of Man, we seek to bring our Canonist Princes together, to mend the bridges between the current human realms and to work tirelessly to achieve political human unity in the realms of man. In that sense, our Society advocates for the formation of a new Canonist Empire, a country not simply of the highlanders or of the heartlanders but a country for all humanity; for we believe that we are stronger together than divided and that, as outlined in the Scroll of Gospel, a United Humanity is the path towards Virtue in the Realms of Man, in the Highlands and the Heartlands, and in the farthest homes of the sons of Horen. TABLE OF CONTENTS I - On the Imperial Society of the Exalted Horen II - On the Headmaster of the Imperial Society III - On the Vice-Headmaster of the Imperial Society IV - On the Imperial Chapter Houses V. On the Imperial Committee VI - On the Nauzican Oath VII - On Rallies, Conferences and Debates I - On the Imperial Society of the Exalted Horen THE IMPERIAL SOCIETY OF THE EXALTED HOREN, also known as the IMPERIAL SOCIETY, is a religious society open to all Canonist individuals who seek to achieve political human unity in the realms of man, be they laity or clergy. In that sense, the Imperial Society advocates for the formation of a new Canonist Empire, as exemplified in our original proposal titled THE THRONE OF MAN. In order to achieve such purpose, the Imperial Society shall beseech our Canonist Princes to freely agree on the formation of a new Canonist Empire and, lastly, shall humbly request to the High Pontiff to crown a new Emperor at his own discretion, who shall assume the mantle of Holy Orenian Emperor and Defender of the Faith. In addition, the Imperial Society advocates for the reformation of the House of Horen. In that sense, the Imperial Society shall encourage the formation of marital unions and agreements between the different lines of the House of Horen to achieve a new Horen Restoration. II - On the Headmaster of the Imperial Society THE IMPERIAL SOCIETY OF THE EXALTED HOREN is a Society of equals, with an individual elected amongst its members serving as its HEADMASTER and, as such, as its effective leader as first amongst equals for organizational purposes. - The current Headmaster of the IMPERIAL SOCIETY is His Imperial Excellency, Marc Galbraith (@sergisala). III - On the Vice-Headmaster of the Imperial Society The VICE-HEADMASTER is the primary assistant of the HEADMASTER and is delegated all tasks that the Headmaster deems necessary for the administration of the Society. In the event of death, resignation or incapacitation of the sitting Headmaster, the Vice-Headmaster shall assume interim headship of the Society and call a Convention of the Imperial Society open to all Society fellows, who shall elect a new Headmaster of the Imperial Society. - The current Vice-Headmaster of the IMPERIAL SOCIETY is His Imperial Excellency, Tiber of New Paradisus (@seannie). IV - On the Imperial Chapter Houses The members of the IMPERIAL SOCIETY shall act in all the Realms of our Canondom, and shall open Chapter Houses in every Canonist Realm, which shall represent the Imperial Society and serve both as a hub and meeting place for Society fellows and associates. Each Imperial Chapter House Leader shall be required to regularly report on the state of their chapters to the Headmaster of the Society, and where the Society currently lacks presence, Imperial Liaisons are dispatched, which are as follows: - THE CHAPTER HOUSE OF THE HEARTLANDS (PROVINCE OF AAUN) to be led by His Imperial Excellency, Tiber of New Paradisus (@seannie). - THE CHAPTER HOUSE OF THE HEARTLANDS (PROVINCE OF THE PETRA) to be led by Her Excellency, Edith Hope (@CasualNuker). - THE CHAPTER HOUSE OF BALIAN to be led by His Excellency, Ivan var Ruthern (@Wavey). - THE LIAISON TO RAVENMIRE to be led by His Excellency, Godefroy d’Amaury (@Urban). - THE LIAISON TO NÚMENDIL to be led by His Excellency, Edward Napier (@Hanrahan). - THE LIAISON TO HYSPIA to be led by His Excellency, Viktor Gotwa (@DarkWrath94). - THE LIAISON TO REINMAR to be led by His Excellency, Dame Viktoriya DeNurem KL (@TreeSmoothie). - THE LIAISON TO HAENSE to be led by His Excellency, Solebron Dekach (@Chronics). V. On the Imperial Committee The IMPERIAL COMMITTEE shall be the advisory council of the Headmaster of the Imperial Society that shall be formed of the Vice-Headmaster and of all the Imperial Chapter House Leaders. The Headmaster may also invite other Society fellows to its meetings at his own discretion. The Headmaster of the Imperial Society shall preside over the meetings of the Imperial Committee, as its foremost member and director, and as the Empire’s most loyal servant. VI - On the Nauzican Oath The members of the IMPERIAL SOCIETY shall adhere to the RIGHTS OF MAN consecrated by Emperor Joseph I in the NENZING PROCLAMATION and to the GRADIC RIGHTS that were given to the Imperial City of Felsen by Emperor John II. At the same time, the members of the IMPERIAL SOCIETY shall recite the following oath, also known as the NAUZICAN OATH, upon their induction in the Society: "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 associate with traitors nor enemies of the state, and to always defend the honor of those I serve. This I swear upon my life by the Holy Scrolls." VII - On Rallies, Conferences and Debates The members of the IMPERIAL SOCIETY OF THE EXALTED HOREN shall actively hold rallies, and organize conferences and debates open to the public in all the Realms of Man of our Canondom in favor of Human Unity and in favor of a Panhuman Imperial State. And last, but not the least, we wish to remind everyone that in order to be admitted into the Imperial Society it is required to send a letter or approach our Headmaster Marc Galbraith (@sergisala) or any Imperial Chapter House Leader. This we submit for the furtherance of Humanity, Marc Galbraith, Headmaster of the Imperial Society of the Exalted Horen. ONE GOD, ONE EMPIRE, ONE EMPEROR.

Ser Audo "The Colander" - in one of his pausings from fishing and hunting with his family, in Sierra - took a moment to take in the loss of a familiar old friend from the mortal realm. Although, in his death, he had learnt secrets he cared not for in his living counterparts, he still held a deep respect for the doctor-turned-wizard. There were many souls he still watched, and even those he never met of his own blood that he would watch for many eyars to come. And, of course, too, the long-lived friends he made along the way. Taking a breath, and stretching up a hand to run through his raven-hair, he huffed out a sigh before a somber smirk crossed him. He owed the doctor the life he got to live. "A noble soul," He paused on that thought, "Ea hope we fight tgether auwn day - side by side - whatever realm it may be..."

We Remember By sacrifice, we live. By idleness, we die. It is the common grief of many to lose a loved one to the honor of the battlefield, and, too, the grief of many to lose their honoring-place to the inferno of progress: a damnable abomination that spits in the face of our lost. In the moment, we honor our protectors. We praise and thank those who keep us safe. Let us honor them in death, too. Shall I stake my life on future kinsmen, As those men filled with bravery must do, When time lets safe communities forget, As they rot in shallow graves, two by two, Or do I turn to being woeful meek, So I'm to gain the shelter access which, By truthful measure, belongs not to me, But owed to those who perished in loyalty? Though we alive can fill our dreams all full, They cost a gallant price of blood and iron, And loss of paradise for those good boys, Who proudly raise our banner high and fall, And candid we do say: we remember, Yet 'we' is not of me and you, But paper - thin responsibility - So we can rest in peaceful equity. And suffocating below dirt and grime, They toss and writhe in holes all freshly filled, Then march towards their holy place of rest, Come men and women with new arming blades, Whose arms raise above and pierce down, Smashing headstones Upon the ground, And then we say: "we remember", As scattered rubble seats silent phantoms. Court Poet, Lady Felyska Amélya Weiss

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“Indeed it does.. we still should worry over the red lich’s growing power though.” The Silver Lubba patted Gundanat before setting the missive aside and going on about her day.

Gundanat slowly read through the missive himself, chuckling as he muttered to himself "They never ask any other nations, always those involved. Saves us the issue of intervening now doesn't it?"

William read the missive "Someone has to put things into motion" he murmured before continuing his painting of the undead knight that has been haunting his memories, a dark painting featuring a darker figure. A phantom pain lingering on his wrist stops him from finishing the painting. "One day..." he said as he stood up, looking at the figure in the painting.

"Look at that, they have just found us." The Gravelord sat upon the ledge of that cavernous ravine, his empty sockets, staring down at the rifts below. It had been far too long since fresh blood had graced his ivory digits. The sign of a commander, stuck within his castle for far to long. After a moment, his palm would loft upwards, gilded smog starting to trace around his digits. That maw, spewing with abyssal smog, as he spoke that command to his general. "Sted al'numenro. A'gulhj narn vorrul" Ready the dead. We prepare for War

"Heard this John Augustus Galbraith fella is an undead spy that does necromancy," spoke Malik the Freak, spreading rumours in a busy tavern .

Iduna peerd over to what her new found uncle had written, she paused for a moment "dramatic but well written" she clearly didn't understand the context of the missive of this given moment.. later she found out what the missive was truly about "oh... oh..." she finally understand with a blink ".. want a drink?" she asked her uncle from with in hohkmats tavern

The greatest wizard to ever live, Sarah Artenin, watched as a single extra word appeared on the paper... 'Allegedly'. "Damn it." She sighed. The paper shifts again. The allegedly has been removed! "Hurray!"

TO SERVE AND PROTECT – – WE MUST FIGHT – – TWO YEARS AGO, MY FAMILY WERE STOLEN. SLAIN. AND ROBBED OF THEIR PLACE IN THE SEVEN SKIES. TWO YEARS AGO, DIPLOMACY WAS ATTEMPTED. I have sat RESTLESS as these beasts pursued me – hunting me to wit’s end. I have borne my blade with pride: I have waited for you foul folk to, at last, kill me in battle. But there has been NOTHING. Sat idle in a place you thought unfindable, snickering behind the gate and wall. BUT WE HAVE FOUND YOU. To the Commander of the Pontifical Guard, Patriarch Villorik – to the Queen of Balian, Sybille I – to mi sobrino, Prince Xander – to mi sobrina, Princess Santana – to my friends, the brother Coyote & Dyonne – to my mentor and the greatest wizard to live, Sarah – and ALL OTHERS who seek GLORY, BATTLE, and WHAT-HAVE YOU: We must end the undead menace, once and for all. A united front: no more dis-jointed raids and threats backed only by quill and parchment. Before the beasts grow ever-stronger, we must strike. If not for the kin they have taken from us now, all the ones they have taken and will take in the future. Your mother. Your son, your daughter. Your husband, or wife. Hells, your dog. Let us not have a second Cloudbreaker – or a second Worm. Let us learn from our past mistakes. Ruthlessness is Mercy Upon Ourselves. Your humble servant, Justice-seeker, John Augustus Galbraith

EINE WEINREICHE NACHT! A WINEFUL NIGHT! Issued by the Herrin Der Gastfreundschaft in the year of our Lord 1977 "Liebe Leserin, lieber Leser, To all who read this missive, thou art cordially invited to partake in a TAVERN NIGHT! This revel shall be hosted at Reinmar’s cherished Drunken Maiden Tavern. A Tavern night was dealt requested by a Barclay herself saints days ago and thust we shall deliver one to be done! As is our custom, the night shall bear a theme, and this occasion's theme is none other than WINE! Behold, the Drunken Maiden doth find itself blessed with an overabundance of wine from the far reaches of Aevos. Verily, it hath become quite the vexation to store such a plethora of bottles. Therefore, we declare this Tavern Night to be dedicated to Wine, Wine, and yet more Wine! All who attend shall be entreated to purchase and savor at least one varietal of wine. There shall be Red Wines, Pink Wines, Purple, White, Off-White, Dark Blue – a veritable rainbow of wines to delight thy senses! Moreover, there shall be a blind wine tasting competition of three rounds! He or she who doth guess the most wines correctly shall be bestowed with a mysterious prize! Though wine shall be the star of the evening, fear not, for all other libations shall be readily available for those who desire them. Come, let us make merry and toast to the bounty of the vine! Drinks in attendance include, but are not limited to: Beer, Ale, Cider, Wine, Whiskey, Mead, Vodka, Rum, Elixir, Cocktails, & Various Nonalcohol beverages” Gute Reise, HERRIN DER GASTFREUNDSCHAFT of The Princess's Noble Council, TAVERN OWNER of the Drunken Maiden, 'Ms. E'

An already successful young businessman ignores the plights of the needy and the failed, stroking his chin with all the smugness of a man of success.

Angelico Derfey spontaneously combusts beneath the weight of a thousand burning suns. His molten remains drift along the floor in an ashy magma pool.

A ginger haired elf named Lhoris reads the missive with a few nods. “Respect. Maria isn’t a gold digger.” They said aloud, pondering for a moment or two. “They are a GOAL digger!!” Lhoris respects a good hustle.

Amako was passed this particular journal, she eyed the pages with some shred of pity. "Oi, oi... Poor soul. Perhaps they should learn to play Go..."

Solveigh Sutharlainn tore the copy into shreds as she finished reading. "I knew it, you idiot fell for that woman with the face of an angel. You really couldn't keep away from her brother could you. Am I glad that I never fell for anyone." The woman glanced then towards to her sleeping twins. "I'm glad I don't remember their father either, less troublesome."

"I am going to tease her so much" The Hyspian royal would prepare some funny quips to levy at his cousin.

Lorcan Sutharlainn thought to himself that he could die from embaressment as his journal had been published for all to see, even if this was a part of his past that would apparently still haunt him until the Day he died

"Tia?" A certain Hyspian womans brows arched at the familiar names in this journal. She shuddered, gaze panning across to her brother. "Fae, look at this!" @_RoyalCrafter_

Frostiron Craste New type of Grapes In the year 1977, Imperial age, the Frostiron and the Crimson Guild found a new type of Grapes. The Crow variety were study in the last month by Jaromir and Vincent, and in the follow are the research they made: Apex: tending to globose, downy, whitish-green with slight pinkish-purple shading at margins. Apical leaflets (1st to 3rd): unfolded, downy, whitish-green with edges shaded pinkish-purple. Basal leaflets (4th onward): somewhat wavy, glabrous or with sparse hairs and yellowish-green above, downy and whitish on the underside; very jagged, pentalobed, with deep sinuses, upper ones closed; open the petiolar and lower two; teeth long, acute. Shoot axis: somewhat curved, green, pubescent. Sprout at flowering Apex: medium-shaped, downy, whitish, sometimes with slight pink tinge. Apical leaflets: unfolded, downy the 1st, less tomentose the other two; green with bronzy highlights on upper page, very indented; U-shaped petiolar sinus. Basal leaflets: unfolded, glabrous or arachnoid above, pubescent below, green with golden highlights; quinquelobed, sinuses deep and closed; teeth acute, large. Shoot axis: glabrous, green with dark hazel streaks. Bunch at maturity: medium, long, cylindrical-pyramidal, with an often long wing (and in this case it takes the name "double Crow" of which some documents speak of as a variety), rather compact; peduncle visible, woody at the attachment, medium thick, slightly pinkish; pedicels middles, thin, sometimes pinkish; cercine very evident, smooth with an intense wine-red color; large purplish brush. Berry: medium (mm 15), ellipsoidal; skin blue-violet, very pruinose, thick, very firm, somewhat astringent, with persistent umbilicus; flesh loose with simple, sweet flavor. Seeds: 2-3 in number per berry, medium-sized, elongated in shape. Woody shoot: long, stout, coarse, with rounded cross-section; internodes long (about 10 cm), striated, hazel-reddish; nodes not very evident, with purplish tinge; buds flattened, not very prominent. Trunk: robust. No further research was made, by the Crimson Guild, only two types of wine were made by the skilled hand of Jaromir. Nobody tasted It, currently. HIS LORDSHIP, VINCENT AUCLAIR , CRIMSON GUILD OWNER