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Coronation of Philip I Frederick, 1586


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IMPERIAL CORONATION

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The Imperial Coronation was concluded days ago in Saint Adrian’s Palace. All the nobles of the realm, countless legionaries, and various other notables were in attendance as the Pontiff Theodosius II placed the crown upon the head of Philip I Frederick, the new and forever august Holy Orenian Emperor. At his coronation, before the crown was placed upon his head, he spoke to his people, retelling the tales of woe that had in the previous weeks beset his Empire, and foretelling his plans for its future.

 

“My late father John III the Lion was recently laid to rest in Johanessburg. My brother, John IV the Young, ascended to the throne in an impromptu fashion, reigning as the sovereign of man. And yet, John IV’s divinely mandated rule was cut short by a treasonous individual. Andrik Otto Petrovic Barbanov, King of Haense, thus slew the righteous heir to the throne in cold blood. Not only did he commit treason in his mad fit of rage, but he also broke the ancient rites of guest and host.

 

The Mad King then proceeded to attempt to secede from the Empire, but was met with almost complete refusal from the good people of Haense. Thus was he detained for his crimes against humanity, and an imperial trial did find him guilty of numerous crimes. He was therefore put to death; justice was served. John IV the Young’s reign may have been short, but he now has found peace with our father and the other good men of the Empire in the seven skies. Requiescat in pace, Ioannes IV, in nomine dei.

 

My brother, Robert II, was to ascend the throne, yet he instead turned to those good robes of white and became a monk. He is to be known as Robert II the Monk, and his work in God’s name will be forever remembered, just as my brother and fathers’ work for our Empire will too be forevermore remembered. It is thus that I, Philip I Frederick, am to ascend the throne. I hope to do good service by you, my fellow Orenians, and to lead us into a new age of prosperity; it is my goal to propel our Empire to unforeseen heights.”

 

Chants followed- "Ave Orenia! Ave Philip! Ave Horen!" -and the silence, as the pontiff crowned the new Emperor. Thus did the pontiff descend the dias, and the nobles of the realm were called forth one by one to swear fealty. From the lowest knight to the highest king, all were expected to offer an oath to their new Emperor, on their knee before the entire court.

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Ser Sylvestre of Artois would bend the knee before the young Emperor, and swear an oath of fealty with vigor.

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Far to the north, a Hansetian knight would shake his head at the grim events that had transpired.  "A new Emperor," he'd mutter, met with solemn nods from his brothers of the Crow.

 

He would dust off his cloak, rising from his seat in the hallowed keep of Barbanov, the snow falling softly around him as he'd pace to his horse and swiftly saddle himself upon it.  His eyes would cast themselves towards the sky, "A new snow," he'd smile gently before urging his horse forward into the Hansetian plains.

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Avenel had already given his loyalties to Philip prior to the Coronation. He simply kept distance, watching the Emperor from afar, vigilant for any danger. 

 

Once the Coronation ended, he would mutter a fervent "Ave Orenia."

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Alexei Georgivich would smile, watching the coronation from afar, chewing on a piece of hay while applying creme to his mustache. "I will assassinate any man who commits treason during his reign, or make take of their children as punishment if I fail." he says in his thick, Raevir accent. "I've done it before" he then spits out the hay dramatically to the floor

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A masked doctor watches from afar, the patch of the Ash Doctor Society resting on his hand as he looks around the square. He'd then mutter as it ends: "And this is how Johannesburg.. No... All of Oren goes from one of the most powerful cities and kingdom... To simply a clusterfuck of people... I will see you all when I'm scruffling through graves.." he finishes, walking off.

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