The Election Of A Magnate

[Monomakhos 1849]

 

Within the confines of Castle Wett begun the election of a new Magnate. The passing of the late Cantonus Chivay struck deep within the hearts of Kaedrin’s sons and daughters, yet in such a time of tumultuous conflict and upheaval time was not a resource to be squandered, and so the Lords and Sers of Kaedrin rode out from the holdfasts to convene within Wett’s walls. Gathered round an emblazoned hearth, a herald took forth to address the lordlings before the debates commenced.

"Harken; Harken, Sons of Kaedrin! We come together on this eve to discuss a matter most detrimental to the future of our Commonwealth; the future of Kaedrin! There mustn’t be a wedge driven between us, lest we fall to the Adrian dogs - so vote, and elect the chief amongst us to the position of Magnate. Godspeed, and may Owyn and his Holy Fire see us ushered into a prosperous future."

 

 

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[Zhulik 3559]

"As oi grow greater with responsibility fer' construction n' planning, I exclude myself fer' any nomination. I vote fer Hadrian Chivay n' hopes that' he pushes Kaedrin to its full potential against tha' Adrian Dog." Darius states, scratching his chin as construction on Senntisten continues.

 

[Monomakhos 1849]

Baron Arstan of Rhosden puts his vote towards Hadrian Chivay.

[Fishy 2710]

His ride from Fledern had been a long, dark, and cold trek down frosted roads, few of which had even been cleared for the winter. In the marsh lands of Hengfors he saw the tracks of Vodnik, the drowned dead, in muddled snow, it seemed they had managed to catch a rabbit and a duck or two. Blight or omen, he'd have to attend the infestation eventually, Foltest thought as he spurred his horse onward. But to him, this one could wait until the spring. At the end of his journey, he disembarked and convened within the walls of Wett.

 

"The vote of Fledern goes to Hadrian Chivay, a man true to his origin." The Ser spoke before those gathered, the blaze of fire giving warmth in the darkness of winter.

[Monomakhos 1849]

The Herald takes to the floor anew, a scroll held tightly within his calloused grasp.

 

"My Lords, harken! The votes have been tallied, and so it is that with unanimous decision, his Grace - Hadrian Chivay - has been elected to appropriate the seat of Magnate as the true and only liege of the Commonwealth of Kaedrin and her respective vassals. Ave Chivay; and may the Sparrow rule for generations to come!"

 

He quickly recedes into the far reaches of the Keep, leaving the lords to their revelry.

[Mingpow321 285]

Hadrian Chivay would rise from his seat, leaning forward upon the surface of the table and nodding to his countrymen. He would remain silent for an extended moment as he contemplated the weight which had been passed on to him.

 

"Countrymen, today oi take up the mantle o' Kaedrin and recognize tha' the same as ye've advanced my prestige by becoming my vassals, it is now my job as yer liegelord to advance yer own standings within the realm. Together we will build a Kaedrin worthy o' its glorious heritage! Ave, true to Kaedrin."

[Publius 4098]

Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.