Esterlen 4499 Share Posted December 2, 2013 A hooded monk amidst the crowd keeps his head bowed as the news of the Divine Imperator's death is announced to the public. Running his fingers along the great cross that hangs from his neck, the pilgrim leans, stooped onto his crosier. Raising his arm in a great salute to those long since passed, as well as the newly deceased, he gives a gruff but brief shout to the men around him. His choked voice was a rasping deluge. "Hail to the Eternal Emperor!" 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
_pok_ 1768 Share Posted December 2, 2013 farewell babalouche the glorious wizard 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hanrahan 2983 Share Posted December 2, 2013 ..Carry on, Carrion. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Haribo 385 Share Posted December 2, 2013 A hooded monk amidst the crowd keeps his head bowed as the news of the Divine Imperator's death is announced to the public. Running his fingers along the great cross that hangs from his neck, the pilgrim leans, stooped onto his crosier. Raising his arm in a great salute to those long since passed, as well as the newly deceased, he gives a gruff but brief shout to the men around him. His choked voice was a rasping deluge. "Hail to the Eternal Emperor!" ((oh god)) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shadowjax 140 Share Posted December 2, 2013 A hooded monk amidst the crowd keeps his head bowed as the news of the Divine Imperator's death is announced to the public. Running his fingers along the great cross that hangs from his neck, the pilgrim leans, stooped onto his crosier. Raising his arm in a great salute to those long since passed, as well as the newly deceased, he gives a gruff but brief shout to the men around him. His choked voice was a rasping deluge. "Hail to the Eternal Emperor!" ((you stole my idea i was gonna make him a god. wow thanks)) ((no seriously it's time for the cult of imperial divinity.)) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aetosion 2062 Share Posted December 2, 2013 ((I'll miss you mate, you could have taken the empire to good places.)) The King of Herendul is saddened, but begins to make political arrangements to handle Herendul's affairs. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aislin 4354 Share Posted December 2, 2013 The void that is my lack of characters cries. I banned you. haha. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ski_king3 0 Share Posted December 2, 2013 Rose finds it odd that she is crying when she heard the news... Probably because she's not a fan of the Carrion regime, but she cries nonetheless. ((Well Cracker, I'll admit that the past few months, I've let some of the slander and criticism of you and New Oren get to me, and I thought sorta poorly of you. But as of late, and especially following this post, I realize what you've tried to do, and realize you're a pretty cool guy who wanted the best for the server. I really enjoyed the few times we RP'ed together back in old Oren, and was pretty pleased when I figured out the proper way to communicate with Siegmund (hope I got the name right). Anyways, have fun in college dude, it's a pretty fun time as far as I can tell. Best of luck in your pursuits)) 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gathius di Silvari 73 Share Posted December 2, 2013 Gathius di Silvari frowns as news reaches his ears. The fire had died an hour earlier, but he continues to sit and stare at the letter the cold creeping into the room. He was numb but not from the cold. He never thought much of death. A man dies and they go to another place and they leave behind a legacy, hopefully a good one. His tired eyes moved to his hands and wrinkles donning them. He blinked, seeing the wrinkles for the first time. How long have they been there? The letter slid from his hands, gliding to the ground below. Another dead. How many had there been? He felt his throat close making it harder to swallow and even breath. Only once before did he cry over the dead. . . his good friend Harold Winter. As the shadows of the early night were cast over his face, his green eyes blinked and a tear begin to run down his face that was battered with age. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Samson Option 9652 Share Posted December 2, 2013 ((Real nyuguh shyte, you making the right choice and I hope you make them power moves in the future.)) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Imam Faiz Kharadeen 3167 Share Posted December 2, 2013 As the streets of Abresi are filled with people, talk is spread with the news of the fate of Siegmund Carrion. The words soon fill the ears of Faiz. Citizens saddened by the fate of Siegmund and others who are grateful and mock him in his death bed. Faiz sighs, anger building up to those who disrespect the dead. It does not matter what they have done when they were alive, once they are dead, you should give proper respect. He thinks off to himself, feeling remorse for having the feelings of hate towards Siegmund when really he knows that the man has tried his best to bring Oren back to its former glory. He continues out of Abresi, heading West for who knows where, trying to think of a way to bring peace within all nations. "Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji'oon." (To god we belong and to him we will return.) Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
3andD 1722 Share Posted December 2, 2013 you're welcome for everything Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Senda 472 Share Posted December 2, 2013 In his office, Joseph sits in silence. Paperwork relating to the city of Abresi, as well as plans for a new network of roads and various other projects clutter the desk. In Joseph's right hand in clutched a small note, recently brought in by a messenger bird. A saddened look lines Joseph's face, as he reads the note once more.. somehow hoping against hope.. that the message might change. Putting the note down on his desk, then leaning back in his chair, Joseph thinks back on how his career in Oren started. He smiles, as he remembers the simple mason that he was, following the death of his own father. The trek back to Oren, to find out for himself if all the tales his father told him were true. The first meeting with Siegmund, purely by chance, being at the right spot at the right time.. and being offered a job. How Siegmund continued to monitor and talk to him.. ever vigilant, ever watchful. How the trust and leadership of the Carrion family inspired him to work hard.. and take on increasingly complex projects. If it were not for Siegmund, truly, Joseph would not be where he was today. Nor would Oren, for that matter. The incredible reunification effort. The consolidation of land back into a single Kingdom.. And now, in his will.. the final act to conclude his affairs: Siegmund abolished the rank of Emperor.. and made the new ruler a King. In silence, Joseph contemplates what the future holds and how he may best serve this new ruler. The same person he has spent the past years with, organising affairs in Abresi and beyond. With a mixed look of sadness and contentment, Joseph falls asleep in his chair. The last candle in the room having died out hours before. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Knox213 10 Share Posted December 2, 2013 Heinrik Van Roy receives news from cousin-Fyodor. Shedding a few tears he says... "Siegmund was much-like father to me, hopefully I can lead by example." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Great Mongol Khan 1110 Share Posted December 2, 2013 "And the world sheds a muffled tear. For today the world lost the last of the Great Lords of the Golden Era." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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