A MISSIVE TO THE WESTERLANDS

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A MISSIVE TO THE WESTERLANDS

 

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Issues and confirmed by His Grace, the Duke of Mardon, Peter Sigismund, 11th of The Grand Harvest, 1604

 

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To His Majesty, Caius I,

 

I, His Grace, Peter Sigismund, do bid you well in your time of strife and warfare, as does the ducal lands of Mardon to your brethren and kinsmen alike. Whilst we are establishing ourselves after the most recent ordeal from political warfare, we have heard the plea for aid against the Undead menace and the blemished scourge, damned be those dark magi and tenebrous creatures. During Charles’ regency, he made a point to declare the fact that family means unity, and unification means strength. So it is without a doubt that I, your dutiful cousin, hereby lends an aiding hand.

 

The Duchy of Mardon henceforth declares what standing militia our ducal lands can offer in this most unfortunate time, in the name of House Norrington and Lord Norrington, who will enact as a Mardonic envoy; I do hope you and your kinsmen will treat him, and his respective guardsmen kindly, and should any issues arise from their inhabitants of the Bastion and its surrounding lands, to contact I post-haste to solve the issue. However, more prominently, the ducal lands is rampant with flourishing wildlife and nature alike, we do hereby offer you and your respective kinsmen the right to farm the City of Lorath’s farmstead, where we will supply the Kingdom of the West with an abundant amount of our most sustainable food, wheat, for your bakers to knead into bread.

 

The Duchy of Mardon also offers the Kingdom of the West armaments of plated iron, shields clad in the Horenian insignia, and varying weaponry of bluesteel, steel, aurum, bows, and arrows. Aurum ingots and ferrum ingots alike to amend your broken armaments from your copious amounts of combat with the scourge, and plenty bandages to mend the wounds of your injured soldiers. Lastly, a crate of compacted coal to fuel the fires throughout the boreal valley, to keep your kinsmen warm in the hellish nights, and your torches lit to thwart the scourge.

 

I bid you luck in your endeavour against the Undead menace and when the ducal lands of Mardon can, we will rally to your cause against the scourge, clad in iron, and wielding aurum, with the Duke of Mardon at their head. We pray that the nations of yonder, tangled in their warfare see reason, and aid against the encroaching threat of the tenebrous.

 

“We can only hope Man acknowledges the ever encroaching threat before it’s too late.”

 

 

 

 

 

IN NOMINE DEI

His Grace, Peter Sigismund, Forever August, Duke of Mardon, Count of Cantal, Baron of Darkwood and Coust.

 

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Lord Norrington prepares his steed and rallies his men, leading them forth to the Westerlands. 

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"More suplies and arms, that is wonderful to hear!" Basil says upon hearing the news

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