DON’T LOSE YOUR HEAD

Dedicated to Ser Cirilla ‘the Fangbreaker’.

Issued on the 5th of Veronica’s Strength of the year of 147 D.R.

This is dedicated to Ser Cirilla ‘the Fangbreaker’.

May her sacrifice not be forgotten.

Ever since I was a boy my own father vowed

I must find the way to power through a honor war

I raided once just cause, then my senses came

I must war for the stature of my name

Onto raid number two

I knew what I had to do

And my poor Rex fell dead in a year or two

Solved problem number one, now to problem number two

The doe-eyed Rex with a gentle point of view

Would I keep the peace?

No! I told her if she stayed that she’d have

To fight in a war and so we went to fight

They were lazy!

They were crazy!

They were talking to their allies

Hyspia was hopelessly naive, so they had to pay the price

I called them to the summit

I could have thrown them out but I’m benevolent and kind

Grommash, your head's too big for you

I knew what I had to do

After all, difficult nations will take advantage of your good nature

So you war them

There’s one in every desert

Ungrateful

Hateful

Vile too, the things they’ve put me through!

Break their spirit so they obey

Now they’ll do anything you say

Maybe you’d call it cruel but others would call it honor

Tough honor

I ask you, is it a crime to strive for honor in all things?

Oh no, they’re so weak when they’re little but

Then they grow up and just ruin everything

I never wanted neighbors, life was better on our own

All the screaming, bleeding fixed none

But then one day I started the war

The Church made me promises, so I kept it all to me

But someone figured it out, now someone new held the power

So I raided her city and hid in her square

Hours went by, oh, the sacrifice

And against my better judgement, I threatened them once or twice

Unarmored teenagers beat me, I know, wild

But that was messy

Manipulation’s easily more fun

A little guilt, a lot of force, of course you have to lie

Remind them that without you, that they would die

They only have themselves to blame

If you’d been there, you’d of done the same

So war them hard till they fall in line

There is only one way and it’s mine

They are lazy!

Spoiled too

But we know what to do

War them with spears of stone

Kill them, so they’re all done for

Maybe you’d call it cruel but

Others would call it honor, tough honor

SIGNED,

LA SEÑORITA, Pricilla Fontesar, Squire to Ser Leomonte

THE YOUNGEST FONTESAR'S DEBUT

“Fang and Scale Shall Outlast All.”

Issued on the 4th of Javier's Justice of the year of 146 D.R.

In this time of strife and war, we call for some festivity to retain the spirit and soul of our beautiful nation. To, for a moment, relax and enjoy the company of friends and family as we celebrate our young citizens, our siblings, and our children. Such a time has come in the form of Pascuala Lucía Mariana Fontesar's Quinceñera, surely an event to remember. Nestled well within the city's bounds, to enjoy the safety and the sun, we will be hosting this quince; rather than the Fontesar House atop El Monte de Serrano, our Viscounty's glorious mountain. Please, if you wish to attend our celebration of Pascuala, bring a gift and bring high spirits, let us show our beloved Paz a great time! There will be dancing in the square, drinks served from the tavern, wine for the adults who attend, and various special plates of food from our kitchens for those looking for authentic Hyspian cuisine!

Musicians from the city are invited to display their skills to win the favor of our own Pascuala, so come prepared and ready to win! Each musician will be given 2 minutes (2-4 emotes) to perform their song, trying their best (rolling out of 20) to impress both the crowd and our birthday girl. The winner of said competition will be paid generously and be commissioned to make a song for the Fontesar House, to serve as a reminder of this wonderful day!

(Tuesday, March 18th, AT 6:30 EST)
We cannot wait to see you all there, to celebrate our dear Pascuala!

FORMAL INVITATIONS

Su Majestad Real, Amarantha Crisanta, Queen of Hyspia and their Household

La Mas Honorable, Motalina Salazar, Countess of Solara and her Household

La Honorable, Vania del Maravilla, Viscountess of Laredo and her Household

Su Señor, Ser Leomonte, Baron of Kusicancha and his Household

Señor Maximiano Raimundo and his Household

Señor Antonio de Alencar and his Household

PERSONAL INVITATIONS

Su Alteza Real, Antonio Olivar, Prince of Hyspia

Su Alteza Real, Cataleya Valentina, Princess-Royal of Hyspia

Su Alteza Real, Isidoro Lucero, Prince of Hyspia

Su Alteza Real, Valencia Belen, Princess of Hyspia

El Señorito, Santiago Salazar

El Señorito, Mauris del Maravilla

La Señorita, Estrella del Maravilla

La Señorita, Francisca del Maravilla

La Señorita, Anacleta Leomonte

El Señorito, Alacran Leomonte

Señorita Mariana

Señor Charles Reye

SIGNED,

HIS LORDSHIP, Dante Fontesar, Grand Chancellor of Hyspia, Viscount of Serrano, Baron of Farallón,

Justiciero of Hyspia, The First Alcalde of La Dorada, Witness to the Wolf

LA SEÑORITA, Pascuala Fontesar

THE FONTESAR TWINS DEBUT

“Fang and Scale Shall Outlast All.”

Issued on the 8th of Javier's Justice of the year of 144 D.R.

FOREWORD

The Barony of Farallon presents the coming-of-age of Pepe and Pricilla Fontesar, much like the twin animals of which represent our household, each representing the Serpent and the Wolf we have come to know.

As introduced in Pablo Fontesars party, the duo will undergo a trial of character - to push them into becoming a better version of themselves. The passing of this trial will decide upon the inheritance of the two Fontesars. 

Keeping to coming-of-age traditions, the colors forbidden to be worn at the party save for those debuting - are the Fontesar colors of red and purple.

The Wolf in Sheep's Clothing

Much like the Wolf of which stalks its prey, disguised amongst them all, the Fontesar household invites those to come in masquerade wear. A mask donned, as the night is danced away.

The Serpent's Tongue

Upon the conclusion of dancing, those in attendance shall be invited to read a piece of poetry written by their own hand. The winner of which will be rewarded twenty-five minas.

[Sunday the 9th, 7pm EST, Barony of Farallon, Hyspia]

FORMAL INVITATIONS

Su Alteza Serene, Xiomara I and Ser Julian, Sovereigns of Hyspia and their Household

La Honorable, Motalina Salazar, Viscountess of Florencia and her Household

Su Señora, Vania del Maravilla, Baroness of Soles Gemelos and her Household

Su Señor, Dante Fontesar, Baron of Farallón and his Household

El Caballero, Ser Leomonte and his Household

Señorito Antonio de Alencar and his Household

PERSONAL INVITATIONS

Su Alteza Real, Amarantha Crisanta, Crown-Princess of Hyspia

Su Alteza Real, Antonio Olivar, Prince of Hyspia

Su Alteza Real, Cataleya Valentina, Princess of Hyspia

Su Alteza Real, Isidoro Lucero, Prince of Hyspia

Su Alteza Real, Valencia Belen, Princess-Royal of Hyspia

Ser Leomonte

Ser Kieran Callaghan

La Honorable, Motalina Salazar, Viscountess of Florencia

El Señorito, Gunnleifr Konansson

El Señorito, Matthias Keen

El Señorito, Santiago Salazar

El Señorito, Mauris del Maravilla

La Señorita, Estrella del Maravilla

La Señorita, Francisca del Maravilla

Señorita Anacleta Leomonte

Señorito Alacran Leomonte

Señorita Mariana

Señorito Antonio de Alencar

Señor Maximiano Raimundo

Señor Charles Reye

SIGNED,

SU SEÑOR, Dante Fontesar, Grand Chancellor of Hyspia,

 Witness to the Wolf, First Alcalde of La Dorada

LA SEÑORITA, Pricilla Fontesar, Page to Ser Leomonte

EL SEÑORITO, Pepe Fontesar

The Serpent-Knight’s Demise.

UPON THE DAY the weather held cool as a rally gathered near the ruins of a fallen Veletz. 

How odd that church bells rang as the woman stood flanking Julian, the first person she'd met in Hyspia. Julian had taught her how to fight, how to be the Knight her people needed. She had left her home for a better chance away from the desolate past and into a great golden age. Meeting Julian, had been like meeting a donkey too stubborn to know what was best. 

She became the Knight sworn to protect Princesa Valencia, Her very first friend, a girl in which Cirilla envied, adored and looked up to. She flanked her side regularly and intended to continue that. 

Cirilla, a title-less girl, had met Dante Fontesar not long after meeting Julian. He had been quiet and all had been simple back then.

It wasn't until they were much older that Dante and Cirilla became married, at their wedding the Sovereigns Julian and Xiomara would name Cirilla “The Serpent Knight” A title in which Cirilla used to define herself. Her five children pythons just the same she would hope. Raising them was the greatest privilege she could've asked for although she spent most of the time at work while Dante remained at home. She cherished them each just the same

The Serpent-Knight moved, pulling the Sovereign Julian behind her, as a bomb launched into the fields of a peace talk. Pain erupted on the woman's figure. 

Cirilla was transferred to be the Sovereigns Knight after she made a mistake. She had accidentally threatened a royal without proper information. The woman was never known for being anything but brazen. 

It wasn't for another ten years before Cirilla and Dante would be named Baron and Baroness of Farallon. 

The fiery pain spread as an Orc, Azhug’Gorkil picked her and Julian up. His attempt to save the two had been met with some success. “Tell Dante I love him, Tell the children I love them” The woman whispered out towards Julian.

Julian and Tomas had been her close friends for a while. The two drove her crazy and yet they all cared just the same. Often they adventured and sat through religious stories and lectures together. Tomas had died engulfed in the flames of her beautiful home. They just finished rebuilding her barony on a cliff-side not far. Dante understood her better than anyone else. He would change his entire being for it to align with her. They balanced each other out until the bitter end. It wasn't until she became a council member on the Sovereigns royal decree to aid her dear friend Valencia that she realized how the Sovereignty worked. It was something she held to her heart and wanted nothing more than to see the prosper of her nation.

Cirilla lay there after a horse rode to Numendil, The woman looked around, her eyes met Julians, then towards Valencia.. Slowly her gaze to Xiomara as well “Tell them I didn't mean any harm- I love them all- Gracias for taking me in” 

Julian seemed to sputter something about how she wouldn't die, she would go home. The resounding noises from Xiomara and the rest of the party followed. She had wished it were true.

Cirilla fell over, the life drained as the shrapnel on her face and skin burned and burned and then finally stopped. The woman grew cold as the peace talks regrouped. 

Death claimed the Baroness, The Serpent-knight, and the Lady Cirilla for at least the talks of peace may continue in her stead. 

THE FONTESARS

Culture & Character

The Wolf and The Serpent 

Issued on the 8th of Veronica's Strength of the year of 143 D.R.

Attitude & Outlook

The Values of the Fontesar family can be traced back to its founding, branching from the Noble Couple who began it all - Dante and Cirilla Fontesar. Their personal struggles with poverty, ambition, and family served as lessons to their children, who in turn would pass down the messages and wisdoms of their parents.
 

First and foremost, the Fontesars are creatures of ambition, adaptation, and determination. The troubled upbringing of both Dante and Cirilla, raised in abject poverty, caused the two future founders to develop thick skin, and created in them a set drive of survival that they continued to employ in most facets of life. Neither has shied away from bending norms to survive, and as such they have taught their children to be resourceful and clever; Though both have separate ideas of what methodology to employ, with Dante taking a more passive approach and Cirilla taking a more pragmatic approach. Dante often tells the story of his encounter with the werewolf as a lesson to always keep fighting, and to do what it takes to survive (ei. Losing his arm). While the children might get sick of hearing it, they might take away value in never giving up - and perhaps an understanding that situations aren’t always win or lose.

Secondly but just as critically, the Fontesars are emotional beings, both socially and personally. Their childhoods and subsequent adulthoods involved being constantly enveloped in the dramatics and theater of the nobility - having been close friends with many of the titled Hyspians of La Dorada - as such, they have seemingly grown adversely to the cold and practical nature of the nobility. Dante and Cirilla, perhaps as a compensation of this, grew to be quite emotionally conscious and social beings. 

This attitude passed to the next generation of Fontesars who were discouraged from falling into the stereotypes of Nobility, and instead encouraged to be sociable, warm, and emotional figures in their community. (Sometimes overly so.) Yet again, the specific lessons regarding sociability and emotion differed according to who taught them - as Cirilla called for her children to be proud and set an example of passion and boisterousness, while Dante called for his children to be warm and inviting, pillars of connection and understanding in their community.

Lastly, the Fontesars carried within them a proclivity for family and connection. As neither Dante, nor Cirilla grew up with anything resembling a family unit, the formation of their own family was monumental to the two founders. Though they would later develop their own familial disagreements, Dante and Cirilla Fontesar made clear throughout their lives that their children and their legacy were sacred. Even in moments of conflict within the family, between them as parents, or between them with their children, they made certain to keep the family together. 

As such, the Fontesars were unendingly united, remaining close and communicative even in moments of strife - a dynamic that would continue within the future generations of the family.

Tradition & Trades

The Fontesar family, known visually for its flashed colors and bright fabrics, also has a developed set of traditional events:

The King of the Hill: An event used time-and-time again. The King of the Hill is a Fontesar tradition rooted in the constant struggles of rising above your abilities. For this unique event, a mountain, or hill is chosen, usually but not necessarily as high as possible. All ongoers of the event are given many drinks, and spend their time progressively growing more induced, before then everyone is lined up and sent to fight their way up the hill. The first to reach the top of the hill and hold their position is named the King or Queen respectively and given a unique pendant created by the Fontesar’s. 

Coming of Age: For a Fontesar child coming into adult-hood, they are faced with a special edition of this event, sent off with a group of their own peers to race the hill and hold their own. Though it seems that being King is the ultimate goal, the underlying goal for each event is to get further up than you did last time. Teaching the struggles to hold power, and the fight to rise above your station. As such, a Fontesar will not be denied their coming of age if they do not win the overall event, rather they will be rewarded for their determination and strength.

A Not-So-Secret Revelry: To be invited to a specially hosted ball of the Fontesars, is an honor not everyone is given. Though public balls are hosted, a party of the Fontesar’s true colors is kept rather under wraps. Special invitations are shared within the elite and requirements to attend are strictly upheld. These Relverous nights are known to be infamous and go into the wee hours of morning.

The Investiture of a Heir: At the Quinceanera of the eldest Fontesar, the child is presented before his or her parents, and given two notable heirlooms, The broken Sword of Pedro, and the Cloak of Snakes. With these two presented gifts the heir of the family is formally sworn to protect the Sovereign, and uphold the family's standards. 

Bastards & Traitors

In the odd case that a child be born of illegitimate birth - either conceived out of wedlock or through adultery on the part of the Fontesar parent, they would notably not bear the name Fontesar, but instead would assume the name of Dunas. Once a bastard is confirmed and named they should be nonetheless housed and fed, properly maintained even at their common ranks. Though their status as a bastard negates them from many of the privileges of legitimate children, they do have a path to becoming recognized and legitimate members of the noble family. Legitimization can be given at any point in time, in which case the parent of the bastard would, if they deem it necessary, come forth to permit the child to pursue legitimization. After being provided permission, the child will be asked by the current head of the Fontesar house to complete trials or take on proving duties in order to become a legitimate Fontesar.

Legitimate children and inheritors of The Fontesar family can and will be delegitimized, disowned, and disinherited in special cases. In most situations, these decisions are left to the head of the Fontesar family to make, unless of course the head of the family themselves are being called into question, in which case the decision is left to the Royal family or Royal court.

The de-legitimization of a Fontesar must begin with a petition from within the family to the respective authority (either the head of the Fontesars, crown, or royal court). Though there are no specific or automatic requirements for delegitimization - as it is very much a case by case basis - there are certain actions that can guarantee delegitimization or disinheriting, including:

• Treason against Hyspia
• Violation of Hyspian Law
• Conspiracy against the Fontesar family

As mentioned, a Fontesar accused of these crimes or any other misdemeanors that are deemed by the head of the Fontesar family to be unacceptable can be either disinherited (A lighter sentence) or fully delegitimized and disowned. Those Fontesars who are disinherited are able to keep their last name, seek help or aid to any crown or noble lord using the Fontesar name, but are barred from inheriting any relic, land, or title.

To be disowned or delegitimized cuts a deep wedge between family and pride. Once disowned, one is cut off from their family and inheritance. They are no longer allowed to seek help or aid with their families name to the crown nor any good noble lord. In extreme cases, a disowned Fontesar may even be made to bear the Bastard name Dunas in replacement of their Fontesar name, and as such may seek re-legitimization by the same process as bastards if and only if the current head of the Fontesar House allows it.

Values & Rank

In accordance with the lives of Cirilla and Dante, future generations of the Fontesars have been imbued with 3 specific values regarding Hyspia:

First and foremost, the Fontesars are fiercely loyal to the Crown of Hyspia. Both Dante and Cirilla were close friends and allies with both of their Sovereigns, and as such formed an intense and lasting bond to the crown and royal family - having provided aid and even saved the lives of some of the royalty in moments of danger. As such, future Fontesars must do their best to retain good standing with the crown, always being respectful of the royal family and upholding their requests.
 

Secondly, the Fontesars are deeply connected to the Social life of Hyspia, a habit that also originates from the nature of the family’s founders, who were constantly involved in the fickle and ever-changing social scene of the nation. Unlike some Noble Houses, the Fontesars are strictly social, and are encouraged with each generation to mingle with both noble and common circles. This, however, does not excuse Fontesars who are rambunctious, disturbing, or rude. A Fontesar is social and connected, not brash and bothersome.
 

Lastly, The Fontesars value military or knightly involvement, as both Dante and Cirilla were sworn in to fight under the Hyspian banner; Dante as a soldier, and Cirilla as a Knight. Though it is not required, it is certainly seen as a norm that members of the Fontesar family be involved in some way with the military and/or knightly order; either by direct involvement or by aid and association.

Faults & Fallacies 

As a result of the striking differences between Cirilla and Dante Fontesar’s teachings, and the inevitable gaps in their lessons, particular characteristics have developed with the family that have persisted throughout generations. These vices can be split up into two distinct schools of thought, and can be directly tied back to the natures of the founders.

The Cirillan Fontesar:

The Cirillan model is one that focuses primarily on enjoyment and revelry. Fontesars who follow this school of thought too intensely may be seen as rambunctious, prideful, and lazy by those outside the family. These characteristics can be traced back to Cirilla Fontesar, who upon acquiring nobility, seemingly began to flaunt and enjoy her newfound wealth and status. This aspect of the matriarch developed as a result of her impoverished upbringing, leading her to overvalue the pleasures and opportunities that she had once been barred from.

The Dantian Fontesar:

The Dantian model, on the other hand, focuses on status and poise. Fontesars who follow this school of thought too intensely may be seen as uptight, ambitious, and rigid by those outside the family. These characteristics can be traced back to Dante Fontesar, who upon acquiring nobility, seemingly became obsessed with ensuring the family’s survival and status. He grew anxious that if his children and especially his heir Pablo relaxed and disappeared from involvement in their duties and their community, their status as nobles might be taken from them. This aspect of the patriarch developed as a result of his impoverished upbringing, leading him to overvalue progress and maintenance, fearing for him and his family the return to struggle that he was forced to endure.

As such, Cirillan Fontesars party, flaunt, and lean into the privileges of nobility, while Dantian Fontesars stress and overwork themselves, while excessively adhering to etiquette and duty.
The so-called “Perfect” Fontesar must therefore exhibit a combination of both these models, acting with “Dantian” poise and maintaining the status and respect of house Fontesar, while also allowing themselves rest, exhibiting “Cirillan” joviality and appreciation for their privileges as nobility.

SIGNED,

His Lordship, SEÑOR Dante Fontesar, Gran Chancellor of Hyspia,

 Witness to the Wolf, First Alcalde of La Dorada

Her Ladyship, SER Cirilla Fontesar, Gran Chamberlain La Corte Sol Dorada

“The Fang breaker”, Lady-Protector of The Sovereigns,

FONTESAR FASHION

The Wears of Warriors

Cirilla's Styles

Issued on the 8th of Veronica's Strength of the year of 143 D.R.

The Colors of a Lady

The Fontesars, especially as they’ve acquired profit and most notably upon their noble appointment, have taken to a certain fashion style as they appear in the public eye. Their style is a distinct and unique blend of fabric and hue that stands out from the typical noble wear.

Of the Fontesar fashion’s most identifiable characteristics are the colors, vibrant shades first introduced by Cirilla Fontesar - who had begun designing in this bright and loud style back when she first opened her boutique “Wears and Tares”.

Another common characteristic of The Fontesar style includes the use of animal hides, feathers, and furs - expensive imports from around Aevos that Cirilla herself was able to acquire through her boutique.

Surely Chartreuse 

Purple of the Sky

The Blue which Sings

A Cactus Flower

The Threads of Orange

Hats & Hair Pieces

Outside of the rather bold and flashy fabrics and styles typically seen. Veils and hats have been made increasingly popular. Notably so vibrant purples and deep blues, sheer whites and gold as bright as the sun are fashioned into any outfit.

Commonly seen with embroidered patterns and intricate borders, these headpieces are created to keep ones hair in place and cover one's head from being burned by the bright sun.

The Fontesar-Consort most notably donning big hats of bright shades and scarves to keep warm in the nights.

The higher ones rank the deeper their pockets. With such excessive coin, it's not unusual to see a Royal member with heavy detailed fabrics compared to the bland ones wrapped within a commoner's dusty home.

SIGNED,

Her Ladyship, SER Cirilla Fontesar, Gran Chamberlain La Corte Sol Dorada

“The Fang breaker”, Lady-Protector of The Sovereigns, 

Secretary to The Sovereigns

BLAZING FAITH 

[A JOURNEY’S END]

[!] The Fontesar Gentry House Ablaze

The day had started like any other. Tomas has said goodbye to his wife and their children, leaving home and trekking back to his family in Hyspia. Being blind had been a new issue, this had led to new solutions. Tomas usually acquired help with the youngsters. They were after all eager to show him what he could not see and far more patient than his brother the Sovereign. It however was dangerous to travel the roads while being blind. Getting to Hyspia was not very difficult today. Tomas sat in the square and listened as his younger brother Julian the Sovereign argued with Leomonte. The two were speaking before Cirilla asked if he wished to speak. So they sat on the roofs as though they were children again. Life had been much simpler those days. They discussed their lives before departing. It wasn't long until he could hear Cirilla and Julian arguing on the walls. They did that alot when they were younger. They would also beat eachother blue, which today was no exception. Tomas, who was blind, scaled the walls and loomed towards the two “CEASE” He yelled and the two grumbled but it was over. It had been a normal day and there was something quite peaceful about this sort of life. 

 It was around midday that Cirilla had come to gather a group of people at the gates for what she called a “Family dinner.” There was no such thing with Cirilla. Dinner was at a small table within the bright yellow Fontesar home. There were ten people seated. Two Hyspian royals, Three Hyspian children, an Orc, A Numendil Knight, the Lady Cirilla, and a Knight of Hyspia. Dante had been asleep downstairs, he was rather lucky it seemed. Cirilla brought out a soup, which Tomas could not see, however, it was said to be frog and squirrel stew. It tasted awful. No one however wished to hurt the Baroness’ feelings. “It is delicious.” Tomas said with a smile. The yellow home had been warm, a reminder of his darker days when the Fontesars brought light to it. 

There came a cry from the Fontesar gentry-home as wretched ensembles filled the desert valley. Singing of an eerie yet truly beautiful song, in a neverending chorus. Without the skip of a single beat, the blind Salazar began to stumble into the innards of the home, crying aloud as he sought to rouse the sleeping Fontesar Baron, urging him to take up arms and fight. Tomas took the time to dip his head and cry out to GOD above, recognizing his uselessness in the fight which brewed in the house above. His prayer was one most sincere and heart-filled, beseeching the creator above for mercy and grace in the ill-fated day and grim hour. Tomas sought forgiveness for his failings, and penance for his lack of action. For thought the man, what true use could a blind man be? Would he not be but a burden for those who fought? Tomas’ guilty conscience soon began to fade as a burning scent met his nostrils and smoke began to consume the room in which he knelt. Had it truly been this long? Had he been so enraptured in his prayers that he lost track of time? Only the Creator up above knew. The basement’s entrance quickly began to flicker with flames and the smoke only grew thicker.

While the smoke plagued him, he was left only with his thoughts, blind to the environment which surrounded him. There he thought of his children and their precious moments. There he recalled the love of his family, friends and his life-long duties toward them. Was he failing in his purpose? Was he falling short of his own creed? This he pondered while the wretched chorus from above filled his ears once more.

 The smoke grew unbearable for Tomas, choking him slowly but most certainly. His fingers clawed at his throat, seeking after but even a second of respite, of mercy. Yet, that which he sought never came and downward did he crumble with an echoing thud, smoke ever filling the volume of his lungs. But even then, perhaps there was a light within the shrouding darkness in the form of a calling, no, pleading, voice. “Please be alive.” Did Cirilla plea. However no response came from the corpse of the Salazar. Hands then lay hold of his arms, and drug was he against the warm floorboards. Yet Tomas’ savior could manage him no more, and he was left in the blazing doorway. In a cruel twist of fate, the fiery roof above collapsed mere moments after the armor-clad man was left in the doorway, littering the now lifeless corpse in its ruble.

The Fire That Took Everything

“I name you the Serpent Knight” The Sovereign had spoken. 

Since that day Cirilla and Dante had become Gentry, destined to move out of the city and away from their poverty ridden child-hoods. The Lord and Lady Fontesar. They had built a house, it was beautiful. An awful shade of yellow that clashed with their neighbors the Salazars. It was perfect. 

The house had been built by the hands of everyone Cirilla loved. Her family started within the yellow house. Her children had grown up within its warm walls. The sounds of laughter and the kindness her family had been. 

It was all gone

Fire wrapped around the beams of the shuddering home. The platform where her children had bunk beds collapsed and with it, Julian tumbled to the flaming house's pits. The undead creature falling with it.. In its open ribs a cat lay in utter terror.

Beastie. The cat Cirilla most certainly did not wish for. Yet the damn creature continued to come back day after day. Each time the cat seemed to have more demands. Food, water, attention. . This, this was just like her children. The name had fit the feline quite well. Though the cat had grown fond of her husband, she couldn't quite blame it. She had always been somewhat difficult. 

The cat screamed, like a dying child within the smoking embers of the home. The skeletal being loomed to take over the cat and shove it within its rib cage protected. Then came the screams of Pricilla Fontesar, a girl nearing nine who was looking for her family cat. 

The flames grew hot, there was nothing left she had to save Tomas he was still down stairs. Cirilla raced to find him pushing through the rubble and asking softly “Please be alive” Cirilla grabbed the arms of a body, dragging it as best she could before the tears overwhelmed her eyes and the smoke plagued her face. 

She let go

Leaving the corpse behind and trying to run Cirilla pushed through the flame and rubble finding a way out a sob leaving her figure as she fell into the sandy dirt outside her beautiful home.

Cirilla looked upwards from the ground throwing her helm off of her head as tears breached her eyes and stained her face.

The beautiful yellow house was aflame and there was nothing she could do. Her family and her life was built under that roof that now killed her dear friend. 

Dante and Julian were taken Her mind whispered a gaze of her’s lofted as the creatures.. It was the Wick 

He had Dante

The woman watched as her husband was dragged away, the boney creature took the Sovereign as well. Within the same day her life had been full of joy, holding hands at a table and eating soup. It now filled with chaos ensued.

With the flames casting in the sky and the sun flourishing downwards. Cirilla recalled she had always had those three with her. 

Julian, Tomas, and Dante.

And now she was entirely alone.

THE RETURN OF A BROTHER

Reunion of Zafrios

Familial Farings.

Issued on the 17th of 138 of the year of  JAVIER'S JUSTICE, D.R.

A PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT

DIRECTLY FROM THE BARONESS OF FARALLON:

With the recent rise to Barony, the new Baron and Baroness have been hard at work establishing themselves and flaunting their new titles. The rather large family took the last name of Baron Dante.

The Baroness’s maiden family however is known to be a family that lived on the very outskirts of the badlands. The sugar cane farmers with a small ranch and a nearby church lived a quiet life until rogue bandits set the town aflame and all were assumed dead. There however has been a misconception in this. A man had been seen walking into Hyspia, his eyes a particular shade of green and brown that were a staple of the Zafrios family. After a very emotional reunion the Baroness and her eldest brother have been reunited. 

The Barony of Farallon writes in hopes to have the city welcome this new face and see to the hopes he might carry. We thank you and wish the newcomer Matis Zafrios to these great lands. 

DIOS BLESS THE BARONS

SIGNED,

HER LADYSHIP, Ser Cirilla Fontesar,  Baroness of Farallon, 

Gran Chamberlain of la Corte de Girasol, “The Fang breaker”,

 Lady-Protector of The Sovereigns, Secretary to The Sovereigns

The Two of Claw and Tooth

The Fontesar Family Grows

Issued on the 12th of Laurelie’s Piety of the year of 130 D.R.

Los Gemelos Loberos

On this, the Twelfth day of Laurelie's Piety, we the Fontesar family - once only a party of two - have grown to 5 strong with the birth of two infants. Their arrival signals the final joyful and glorious expansion of our small clan and makes certain the legacy of the Wolf.

These two have entered the world healthy and happy. One has arrived a boy like his brothers before, and the other, the first Fontesar daughter. The baby girl is wide-eyed, not more than a few noises escaping her since her birth - were one to look closely, they would see a striking resemblance to her father, with wavy dark brown hair and eyes. Her brother couldn’t be more opposite, resembling his mother - with light brown eyes and mousy auburn hair. The little pup followed in the tradition set by his older brothers by rupturing the eardrums of all nearby with his cries, though warmed all hearts not seconds later with his hearty coos and giggles.

With great hope for their futures, the twins shall be named:

Señor, Jose Juliano Matis Fontesar

AND
Señorita, Pricilla Antonia Valencia Fontesar

Gloria a DIOS en las Altísimas por el Don de Nuestros Amados Hijos

SIGNED,

Her Ladyship, SER Cirilla Fontesar, Gran Chamberlan of la Corte de Girasol,
“The Fang breaker”, Lady-Protector of The Sovereigns, Secretary to The Sovereign

His Lordship, SEÑOR Dante Fontesar, Witness to the Wolf, First Alcalde of La Dorada

THE SECOND SON

A Son of Snakes and Wolves

A Fontesar Legacy Continued 

Issued on the 15th  of Javier’s Justice of the year of 129 D.R.

El Legado Fontesar

Upon this day, The Fifteenth of Javier’s Justice, The word of a Second Fontesar boy had arrived through the streets of La Dorada. A child who had been conceived after being overdue for an entire three weeks. Her Ladyship Ser Cirilla had been under immense stress regarding the most recent abductions by a particularly tormented individual concerned for the safety of their friends and family. Once matters had resolved Her Ladyship, and the young Pablo Fontesar had been resting within the Clinic of Hyspia for three weeks. Anticipation of the new Fontesar’s arrival was sure to set the couple abuzz. 

The gentry house Fontesar is most pleased to announce with recent birth of Lord and Lady Fontesars second born son. A boy with resemblance of his father and screaming lungs just as loud as the Ser Cirilla’s

With great expectations of his soon glory, the boy shall be named:

Señor, Pylar Fernando Sebastian Fontesar

Gloria a DIOS en las Altísimas por el Don de Nuestro Amado Hijo

SIGNED,

Her Ladyship, SER Cirilla Fontesar, “The Fang breaker”, Lady-Protector of The Sovereigns, Secretary to The Sovereigns

His Lordship, SEÑOR Dante Fontesar, Witness to the Wolf, First Alcalde of La Dorada

THE BIRTH OF THE PUP

The Loberito of La Dorada

A Fontesar Legacy Continued 

Issued on the 3rd of Maria's Peace of the year of 128 D.R.

El Legado Fontesar

Upon this day, the third of Maria's Peace, within the Fontesar home upon the grand cliffs - a promise is made that cannot be unmade. A promise of legacy, of family, and an oath sworn twice to protect that which has just been delivered. In the name of privacy the gift was omitted from mention throughout La Dorada, yet today marks the end of that secrecy. 

The Gentry House Fontesar is most pleased to announce with recent surprise the birth of Lord and Lady Fontesar's first born son, who in his arrival has marked the beginning of what must be a great pillar of Hyspia moving forward. Within this child lies the hope that this, our family Fontesar, will grow and flourish into a great clan. A veritable house to stand equal beside its peers at the foot of the throne of Hyspia.

Our son, heir to the Fontesar name, hope of Dante and Cirilla, surely a Hyspian hero in the making, shall henceforth be named:

Señor, Pablo Alberto Beltran Fontesar

Gloria a DIOS en las Altísimas por el Don de Nuestro Amado Hijo

SIGNED,

Her Ladyship, SER Cirilla Fontesar, “The Fang breaker”, Lady-Protector of The Sovereigns, Secretary to The Sovereigns
His Lordship, SEÑOR Dante Fontesar, Witness to the Wolf, First Alcalde of La Dorada

THE BETROTHAL OF DANTE & CIRILLA

A Fontesar Wedding

A Union of Serpent and Wolf

Issued on the 24th of Sofia's Beauty of the year of 124 D.R.

The Union Greetings

The Fontesar family, one that has been seen time and time again within the city walls of Hyspia is grateful to announce the  Betrothal of one, Senor Dante Fontesar, and Senorita Cirilla Zafiros. 

The two are an unlikely pair to a blind person. Remarked however by close friends it was an obvious sight to see. 

Tested time and time again, the two faced many challenges leading to a public courtship, in which Dante asked the Sovereign Xiomara I for a blessing upon the match. With a short courtship the two plan a wedding in a saint's week time!

To be set at the Church of Blessed Francisco, the two will unite before the eyes of the Hyspian people and DIOS. 

INVITATIONS EXTEND TO 

Her Serene Highness, Xiomara I of Hyspia

Her Royal Highness, Valencia Belene of La Dorada

Her Highness, Julieta Mariposa of Capazón

His Excellency, Arvel

Señor, Diego Zafiros 

Señor, Leomonte

Her Ladyship, Leya Salazar of Florencia

His Lordship, Ser Julian Salazar 

His Lordship, Tomas Salazar 

His Lordship, Isaias Salazar

Her Ladyship, Revvekka of Ramonadora

His Lordship, Nickolas of Ramonadora

Her Ladyship, Maldita Murrieta

Her Ladyship, Vania del Maravilla

 (OOC: Time/date when/where)

SIGNED,

SEÑOR, Dante Fontesar

SEÑORITA, Cirilla Zafrios