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The Dissolution of Vandoria: A Sultanate Rises

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I, Mark Lander, lord of Setra and Southport, hereby swear my utter loyalties and devotion to the Sultanate of Sharaff.

 

I will uphold Sharaff's laws, and obey the Sultan's word always. Never will I question his authority.

 

I will protect the lands of Sharaff and not divulge myself in the corruption. I will remain true and loyal until my last breath. 

 

I swear to always serve faithfully under Sharaff and house Kaneen, along with all my people under me. May Allah bear witness to my oath.

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I, Katalia Sarr, lordess of Aethermoor, hereby swear my utter loyalties and devotion to the Sultanate of Sharaff.

I will uphold Sharaff's laws, and obey the Sultan's word always. Never will I question his authority.

I will protect the lands of Sharaff and not divulge myself in the corruption. I will remain true and loyal until my last breath. 

I swear to always serve faithfully under Sharaff and house Kaneen, along with all my people under me. May Allah and the Aspects bear witness to my oath.

 

The young lady of Aethermoor would exhale in sigh, inclining her waist against the balcony of her manor as she peered across the vast city, halting her gaze to the clock tower.

"Papa, I will not fail vy.."

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"Saddle the horses, ist time ve ride on... vhat vas it called? Athermo- no, Ariamis? I think zoh, ja ride on Ariamis. Ist time ve slaughter zah damned in their hold... that's if ve can even find a soul there to begin with..." Beckons the last true Waldenian. "Ist been ah vhile since mein blade has cut ahny throats auf Orenians in zah name auf Arn Rovin."

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1 hour ago, ScarletBlood said:

I, Katalia Sarr, lordess of Aethermoor, hereby swear my utter loyalties and devotion to the Sultanate of Sharaff.

I will uphold Sharaff's laws, and obey the Sultan's word always. Never will I question his authority.

I will protect the lands of Sharaff and not divulge myself in the corruption. I will remain true and loyal until my last breath. 

I swear to always serve faithfully under Sharaff and house Kaneen, along with all my people under me. May Allah and the Aspects bear witness to my oath.

 

The young lady of Aethermoor would exhale in sigh, inclining her waist against the balcony of her manor as she peered across the vast city, halting her gaze to the clock tower.

"Papa, I will not fail vy.."

Joor would watch her as she does so. "Joor steel eesn't daweeng eet... She ha want commanded Joor.." He says in a quiet tone.

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"Who the **** is Ashruf Kaneen?" a random Farfolk fellow inquires to nobody in particular, utterly bewildered.

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Maric var Ruthern would turn to Lady Lopkaea being fitted with wedding gowns for her union with his brother, lofting a brow. 

“Will you truly swear fealty to this usurper? The Marbrand lands are in the possession of the Orenian Emperor .. not him.” 

 

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John Leopold smirks as he hears of this.

 

"Ditholving a defunct kingdom they don't even own... typical."

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Kallor Wick, heir and inheritor of the title Lord, and all the holdings of the Wick Family within Vandoria , hereby refute your claims, and will actively work against you, pretender  to a land you do not own Kaneen.

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5 minutes ago, HurferDurfer1 said:

Kallor Wick, heir and inheritor of the title Lord, and all the holdings of the Wick Family within Vandoria , hereby refute your claims, and will actively work against you, pretender  to a land you do not own Kaneen.


"Another irrelevant Lord who pledges his allegiance to the Orenian Crown. You join the ranks of a stuttering child and treasonous skaiikjan, while we control the nation, the capital. You are nothing." comments Morvan.

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4 minutes ago, MajesticOwyn said:


"Another irrelevant Lord who pledges his allegiance to the Orenian Crown. You join the ranks of a stuttering child and treasonous skaiikjan, while we control the nation, the capital. You are nothing." comments Morvan.

"Tut tut. you lost your land once already you ignorant ape haired barbarian, The way I see it my left toe nail has more honor and claim to Lordly-ness then your entire person, go back to thumping rocks together you daft infantile baboon. Ave Orenia." Comments Kallor

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Just now, HurferDurfer1 said:

"Tut tut. you lost your land once already you ignorant ape haired barbarian, The way I see it my left toe nail has more honor and claim to Lordly-ness then your entire person, go back to thumping rocks together you daft infantile baboon. Ave Orenia." Comments Kallor

"I have lived in my land since before the construction of Ard Ghorrock, and not once have I left it, nor has it been taken from me. I have never heard your name, nor have you ever had any importance in Vandoria. Your ignorance of events proves this." He'd flash his teeth in a smile at the man, his demeanor calm. "Continue throwing insults, it is only because you cant silence us with the sword."

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On 6/30/2016 at 9:06 PM, Esterlen said:

 

The sixty-eight-and-a-half year old mercenary and veteran of the Eighteen Years War (Having fought on both sides at length of that reputed conflict), Hermann von Locklear und Stahl, offers a toast to Vandoria with his goblet, clinking the pewter chalice upon Tom's glistening forehead in jest. 

 

"This is terrible! Why are you rejoicing? " asks a page-boy whose name was Johannes, concerned as to why Hermann's comfortable Imperial retirement would lead him to celebrate such an upheaval (Or not an upheaval, [a downheaval] for the Khalestites were known for making declarations of great impotence) to such detriment of his newly-found (For indeed, he held twenty-six citizenships ranging from Urguan to Hrq Remal) fatherland. 

 

"Because, dear Franz," mispronounced the eminent Freiherr von Locklear und Stahl, "It is demonstrable that things cannot be otherwise than as they are, for as all things have been created for some end, they must necessarily be created for the best end. Observe, for instance, how the legs are designed specifically so we might wear trousers, and so accordingly we wear trousers. It is the nature and express purpose of stones to be hewn into bricks and made into castles, and it is the nature of pigs to exist - so that we might eat pork all year round."

 

The page-boy whose name was Andrew listened intently, pondering what this all meant. "But Freiherr von Locklear und Stahl, what does this all mean?"

 

"Well, my boy Gustav," offered the polymath Hermann von Locklear und Stahl, "It means that the existence of somebody like Ashruf Kaneen, is demonstrably for a particular purpose, since things cannot possibly be otherwise than as they are, for things as they are, are the best they could possibly be. The 'dissolution of Vandoria' is in fact the best possible outcome for things, as they are presently of course, because any other outcome would be naturally inferior. God has made Ashruf Kaneen and his tribal Orvar comrades rabid lunatics for a reason, and it has been to make us Imperials look infinitely better by comparison, for with said comparison, the Empire is goodly and benevolent with all their denigration unjustified, but without such comparison, who knows what they would be justified in saying about us?" 

 

 

               The bastard of an Orenian Baron and participator of dozens of adventures across many continents by the name of Sincere listened to the sixty-eight-and-a-half year old mercenary Hermann von Locklear und Stahl and thought a long moment. He was a cook to the mercenary. Tired from his transcontinental voyages and exhausted from heartaches that begat heartaches. He was kicked out of his home for loving a woman. He was whipped half a hundred times in the army, he survived an earthquake in an Ilatan town and crossed a great sea to Aeldin. He killed his adopted brother who tried to kill him for loving the man’s sister, and he became unimaginably wealthy in an Aeldic native city hidden in the mountains but lost it all on the voyage home.

               Sincere thought of his great journeys, and remembered learning that the love of his life whom he believed to be dead was sold into slavery and now was an ugly wench to behold. He remembered searching for her, and remembered the advice of the good philosopher of the Baron, Gottfried Wilhelm Leibniz Panshine whose optimism toward the suffering of mankind knew no bounds. Sincere had married the ugly Goodepus after buying her from slavery and selling her ass of a brother, whom he believed he had killed, back into slavery.

               Sincere was stoically as Hermann von Locklear und Stahl spoke, but he answered, “Yes, that is all very well and good, but for now let us cultivate our garden.”

 

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57 minutes ago, Zebanamana said:

 

"That noise," said Piero Gradic, "May amuse one for half an hour; but if it were to last longer it would grow tiresome to everybody, though they durst not own it." Piero Gradic, the most noble clerk of Felsen comments rather dryly on the Aethermoorish drumming circle that is playing in the Felsen square.

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The county of Marland is quiet and abandoned. House Brightwater's new head, a boy less than three years old, has decreed the lands in Vandoria forfeit to any wishing to take it, and the settlement of Redmont in Lorraine to be his new family seat.

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Dirk Novokain would think this is the perfect time to help teach his son, Landon, to write. He therefore asks him to write the letter for him, after a few days of Landon tirelessly attempting to write a letter would be sent back.

 

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It's a happy face accompanied by the text, "Yes!"

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