Demand of Fealty

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Demand for Fealty

 

Henceforth, the Kingdom of Vandoria does declare itself sovereign ruler in its de jure lands, and does compel all the de jure vassals of either the previous Caliphate or Vandoria to comply thus. They shall receive all the rights, privileges and obligations customs demand for feudal vassals.

 

Let us go forth together, under a rule enlightened by the foolishness of needless war. None of you shall be press-ganged into battle against the Urguanites, lest it be in defense of Vandoria itself.

 

We do thus demand fealty of the following groups, lordships, or settlements.

 

The Sultanate of Khalestine

The Enclave of Karakatua

Clan Orvar and the Village of Tyravik

The Shallah Tribe

The Lordship of Ariamis

The Society of Skyfall of the Blue Mountains
 

Dunamis is not to be offered vassalship. Instead they are offered only banishment. Remaining in Vandoria will be permitted to those only who are approved.

 

 

“I, (insert name), humble subject of the Lord Protector, the Kingdom of Vandoria, and to the future king should one fitting be found, hereby swear the following oaths.

I swear to uphold the Lord Protector’s law and word.

I swear to defend the Lord Protector against his enemies.

I swear to protect all lawful citizens of Vandoria.

I swear that my family and those under me will serve the Lord Protector as well as I.

I swear to speak truth and nothing but truth to the Lord Protector, and shall not tell lies.

I swear to honor and uphold the Vander Code.

By these words I and those under me swear loyalty to the Lord Protector until the end of days or until relieved of my vows by the Lord Protector. May GOD judge my soul truthfully and punish me for my faults.
Signed,
(insert name)"

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A letter would be written swiftly in elegant handwriting as it was handed off by courier. A handful of riders in red jackets padded in northern plate Armour rode to the gates of Ard Ghorrock.

 

 

The men in Red Coat's would be led by a Mali'Ker who would kneel before the Lord Protector, offering the elegant parchment stamped with Wax Parchment. The Letter would be addressed to the Lord Protector from the Scholar's Society of Skyfall, a once independent realm in the mountains, a place of scholars and peace. The Parchment would read the following hand written by Sarrion in his elegant Mali'Aheral script, the ink laced with perfect jet black ink on a silver toned parchment.

 

“I, Sarrion Zytiaear, humble subject of the Lord Protector, the Kingdom of Vandoria, and to the future king should one fitting be found, hereby swear the following oaths.

I swear to uphold the Lord Protector’s law and word.

I swear to defend the Lord Protector against his enemies.

I swear to protect all lawful citizens of Vandoria.

I swear that my family and those under me will serve the Lord Protector as well as I.

I swear to speak truth and nothing but truth to the Lord Protector, and shall not tell lies.

I swear to honor and uphold the Vander Code.

By these words I and those under me swear loyalty to the Lord Protector until the end of days or until relieved of my vows by the Lord Protector. May GOD judge my soul truthfully and punish me for my faults.
Signed,
Sarrion Zytiaear, Head of the Scholar's of Skyfall"

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“Me, Tla'Lunaw, humble subject of the Lord Protector, the Kingdom of Vandoria, and to the future king should one fitting be found, hereby swear the following oaths.

Lunaw swear to uphold the Lord Protector’s law and word.

Lunaw swear to defend the Lord Protector against his enemies.

Lunaw swear to protect all lawful citizens of Vandoria.

Lunaw swear that my family and those under me will serve the Lord Protector as well as I.

Lunaw swear to speak truth and nothing but truth to the Lord Protector, and shall not tell lies.

Lunaw swear to honor and uphold the Vander Code.

By these words Lunaw and those under me swear loyalty to the Lord Protector until the end of days or until relieved of my vows by the Lord Protector. May GOD judge my soul truthfully and punish me for my faults.


Signed,
Tla'Lunaw, Empress of Karakatua
 

Lunaw lathers her paw in the ink of a dark hue, compressing its shape next to her name as her lips curl to what seems to be a grin and later her canine teeth brandishing. "Meh Metztli judge upawn yaw, meh de Kharajyr return, meh dis treateh be right. One deh we will be dis respected, one deh." 
From there, the others within the Aelkos meeting would venture off with the document while Tla'Lunaw enters into the barracks with her paws moving fluidly, her claws exposing as if to make use of the hay targets before her.

 

 

 

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Bearing the sigil of the Sintel family, documentation of the oath would arrive at Ard Ghorrock from  Relgard himself.

 

“I, Relgard Sintel, humble subject of the Lord Protector, the Kingdom of Vandoria, and to the future king should one fitting be found, hereby swear the following oaths.

I swear to uphold the Lord Protector’s law and word.

I swear to defend the Lord Protector against his enemies.

I swear to protect all lawful citizens of Vandoria.

I swear that my family and those under me will serve the Lord Protector as well as I.

I swear to speak truth and nothing but truth to the Lord Protector, and shall not tell lies.

I swear to honor and uphold the Vander Code.

By these words I and those under me swear loyalty to the Lord Protector until the end of days or until relieved of my vows by the Lord Protector. May GOD judge my soul truthfully and punish me for my faults.

Signed,

Relgard Sintel"

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A rolled up letter would come to Nafis with the written and signed document.

 

 

 
“I, Neero Sarr, humble subject of the Lord Protector, the Kingdom of Vandoria, and to the future king should one fitting be found, hereby swear the following oaths.
I swear to uphold the Lord Protector’s law and word.
I swear to defend the Lord Protector against his enemies.
I swear to protect all lawful citizens of Vandoria.
I swear that my family and those under me will serve the Lord Protector as well as I.
I swear to speak truth and nothing but truth to the Lord Protector, and shall not tell lies.
I swear to honor and uphold the Vander Code.
By these words I and those under me swear loyalty to the Lord Protector until the end of days or until relieved of my vows by the Lord Protector. May GOD judge my soul truthfully and punish me for my faults.

Signed,

Neero Sarr"

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Demand of Fealty

 

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From the quiet of the desert lands comes a distant trampling of hooves and shouts. The sand would have its rest disturbed and shaken to life as the bannermen known as the Alwahdat Alwaqi come stampeding through the realm of Vandoria, making their way towards the capital keep of Ard Ghorrock.  

 

 

Meeting with Nafis Yar, the Lord Protector, the Sultan of Khalestine, along with  his last remaining sibling, dismount their armored horses and make their way up the frozen cobbled steps towards the main entrance where they’d meet with the man who had bested Harold Winter in a duel to the death.

 

Arlen Kharadeen looks up to the man who he still had many questions and concerns with, though he’d dare not ask them here. He offers Nafis a salute, placing his fist over his heart and bowing his upper frame forward as he spoke.

 

“I, Arlen Kharadeen, humble subject of the Lord Protector, the Kingdom of Vandoria, and to the future king should one fitting be found, hereby swear the following oaths.

I swear to uphold the Lord Protector’s law and word.

I swear to defend the Lord Protector against his enemies.

I swear to protect all lawful citizens of Vandoria.

I swear that my family and those under me will serve the Lord Protector as well as I.

I swear to speak truth and nothing but truth to the Lord Protector, and shall not tell lies.

I swear to honor and uphold the Vander Code.

By these words I and those under me swear loyalty to the Lord Protector until the end of days or until relieved of my vows by the Lord Protector. May GOD judge my soul truthfully and punish me for my faults.”

As he lifted his head, Arlen would rise again and nod to the Protector before turning about and descending back down the steps, a faint smirk on his lips. He’d remount his horse and at the shout of a command, the bannermen begin their long trek back down the mountainside.

 

“Glad we had our talk about your brother, rafiqi.”

 

God is our Strength

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A group of tall, fur-clad northerners could be seen scaling the mountainside leading up to the fortress known as Ard'Ghorrock. Each one deftly climbed the stone and ice until they peaked, taking a small breather at the precipice of the cliff. Their forms were only distinguishable by the black and red lamellar visible underneath the massive furs draped over their broad shoulders.

After a brief moment, they set out, headed by Morvan, a massive man who was well into his mid fifties, his hair graying and face weathered with age and scars. It wasn't long before they arrived within the keep and descended down into the main hall, all but Morvan moving to the sides of the rooms, standing vigilant at the large structural pillars.

Morvan let out a subtle grunt and took a knee before the throne, his gaze falling on Nafis, whom sat comfortably in his throne. Without a flinch or a falter, Morvan spoke.

 

“I, Morvan of Orvar, humble subject of the Lord Protector, the Kingdom of Vandoria, and to the future king should one fitting be found, hereby swear the following oaths.

I swear to uphold the Lord Protector’s law and word.

I swear to defend the Lord Protector against his enemies.

I swear to protect all lawful citizens of Vandoria.

I swear that my family and those under me will serve the Lord Protector as well as I.

I swear to speak truth and nothing but truth to the Lord Protector, and shall not tell lies.

I swear to honor and uphold the Vander Code.

By these words I and those under me swear loyalty to the Lord Protector until the end of days or until relieved of my vows by the Lord Protector. May GOD judge my soul truthfully and punish me for my faults."

As the last word echoed in the throne room, Morvan returned to a stand, offering a final nod. He quickly spun on his heel and departed, his entourage at his flank.

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Jory Marbrand sits with his council in the tallest tower of Marford, his sea blue orbs scanning over the royal writ. He dabs the slender quill in the murky ink vial, beginning to sign.

 

I, Jory of House Marbrand, humble subject of the Lord Protector, the Kingdom of Vandoria, and to the future king should one fitting be found, hereby swear the following oaths.

I swear to uphold the Lord Protector’s law and word.

I swear to defend the Lord Protector against his enemies.

I swear to protect all lawful citizens of Vandoria.

I swear that my family and those under me will serve the Lord Protector as well as I.

I swear to speak truth and nothing but truth to the Lord Protector, and shall not tell lies.

I swear to honor and uphold the Vander Code.

By these words I and those under me swear loyalty to the Lord Protector until the end of days or until relieved of my vows by the Lord Protector. May GOD judge my soul truthfully and punish me for my faults.
Signed,
Jory Marbrand, Lord Steward of the Vandorian realm, and Lord of Marbrand."

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