The Kingdom of Mardon

[Tsuyose 3285]

 

Kingdom of Mardon

“I kneel to no man but God.”

Peter Sigismund, reciting the words of the infamous Jon Renault.

 

Rampant with history from deceit, bloodshed, and treachery, to honour, freedom, and independence, was once the homeland to the deceitful men of Ashford. However, come their rebellion against The Holy Oren Empire during the reign of Philip Frederick of House Horen, they were ousted from the Blackmarsh, and discarded entirely; their namesake but a plague upon the historics of House Horen.

 

It was once sworn beneath the Kingdom of Courland by its regent, Philip Louis, who coveted the young second son of the late Emperor. Upon the death of the late regent of Mardon at the hands of Charles Grey, - the late regent during the uprise of Peter Sigismund, - and fought valiantly for its freedom, Mardon’s legitimate heir usurped the ducal lands, Peter Sigismund, second son to Philip Frederick, and later engaged in bloody warfare against the Kingdom of Courland renown as the ‘Free Fight’, with the aid of the Haensemen after their unfortunate defeat, Peter Sigismund eventually concluded the war by signing a peace treaty with the Staunton King.

 

It promptly became apparent that Ashford - de Savoie included - of Lorraine were the puppeteers of this war, with the Kingdom of Lorraine-Savoy lacking manpower, and the Independent Duchy of Mardon having surpassed the unfathomable, the duo engaged in their own treaty. Henceforth, Peter Sigismund became a recluse for a short period of time in his aspiration to build a political framework for his ducal lands, and furthermore proceeded to create the valiant Mardonic Kingdom.

 

 

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Reigning King

 

His Royal Majesty, Peter Sigismund of House Horen, Forever August, King of Mardon, Duke of Blackmarsh, Marna, Count of Cascadia, Lorath, Baron of Darkwood, Coust, Casca, Vineland, and Protector of the Heartlands.

 

The King, known in the Flexian script as “Petros Sigimundus” and Raevir tongue as "Vochnik", is the sovereign ruler of The Kingdom of Mardon. He is the liege lord of the elector states in Mardon, the first among peers.

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Heir: 

 

Privy Council

The King’s Privy Council members, his trusted advisors and confidants

 

Lord Chancellor, Philip Louis II

The Lord Chancellor is bequeathed the responsibility of heralding the sovereign nation in times of His Royal Majesty’s temporary departure from the sovereign land of Mardon, handling political affairs in time of turmoil alongside His Majesty of Mardon. In addition to this, he is the reigning participant of the Privy Council, and is charged with overseeing its functionality.

 

Lord High Steward, James Norrington

The Lord High Steward is tasked with the basic necessity of stewarding the city of Mardon, Lorath, to ensure that its individual households, farms, etcetera alike are adequately handled without failure. All inquiries into housing, Lorath taxes, and farmsteads go to the Lord High Steward.

 

Lord Treasurer,  Owyn Amador

The Lord Treasurer of Mardon is tasked with the sacred task of vaulting the treasures of Mardon, from resource to mina, and is arguably the most trusted. Securing a portion of the sovereign nation’s funds, he pertains the right levy tax through Mardonic fiefdoms, households, and farmsteads.

 

Lord Marshal, Adrian Caedmon

The Lord Marshal is one of the most respectable positions within the militia fold of Mardon, achieving this rank means you answer to none but one, His Majesty of Mardon, and you are charged with the upkeep of the Mardonic militia. The sword and shield of Mardon’s survival in times of warfare, failure to appropriate oneself to this role, is a failure to Mardon. He holds all righteous command over the military, adhering to none but His Majesty of Mardon.

 

Lord Knight Paramount, Frederick Augustus

The Lord Knight Paramount, often referred to as ‘Knight Paramount’, equates to what the Grand Knight would be to an Order of allegiant knights. The Knight Paramount is in charge of enforcing the legislation, law, and order within the borders of Mardon, ensuring His Majesty’s interests are protected, and the citizens of Mardon remain safe. One of the most honourable roles to aquire, the Knight Paramount also heralds an Order of Knights, bequeathed onto an individual should they revel in valour and honour alike. A prestigious title, achievable by nobility and common man.  

 

 

Nobility & Gentry

 

Royalty

Members of the Royal family, landed or no, with direct relation to the current ruling King

 

His Royal Majesty,  Peter Sigismund

Her Royal Majesty, Aloisia Horen (d'Amaury)

His Royal Highness (Heir Apparant), Alexander Dragas

Her Royal Highness, N/A

 

Nobility

Officially recognised landed nobility of the realm, organised in descending order of status.

 

His Grace, Frederick Augustus of House Horen-Preussen

 

 

 

 

“Loyalty, Diligence, and Justice”


 

Reigning Duke:  His Grace, Frederick Augustus of the House of Horen-Preussen, Prince of Pruvia, Duke of Ostland, Count of Eastwatch and the Shield of Mardon.

 

Chancellor: N/A

Constable: Ser Nikola Karlowicz

Steward-Seneschal: N/A

Court Wizard: Patrick Vilgefortz Blundermore Windraker

 

The Duchy of Pruvia is a political entity within the Kingdom of Mardon, ruled over by a Prince. The law of secession of agnaticPrimogentirure; meaning the firstborn son inherits all of his father's titles where applicable. Regarded as the Eastern Shield of the Realm, Pruviastands watch along the borders of the Kingdom, ready to punish any who would trespass upon her land.

 

To the East lies the Kingdom of Lotharingia, the realm of House d'Amaury, a natiom of mostly Kaedreni heritage and customs with a blend of Savoyard culture. The Knights of Pruvia oft times ride into Lorraine to assist their Canonist brothers against unnatural threats, ready to defend their fellow man to the end.

 

In addition to being a predominant part of the Kingdom of Mardon, the Prince of Pruvia is often styled as the “Shield of Mardon” due to the defensive nature of the Principality. This title is held with pride by the House of Horen-Preussen, who see it as a mark of recognition for their efforts against foreign threat.

 

The Capital of Pruvia is a daunting keep by the name of “Eastwatch” and is located along the eastern mountain range which serve as a natural border between Lotharingia and Mardon. From this bastion the Prince ensures the land is well looked over and defended. To the northern border of the Principality lies the Independent County of New Orenia, ruled over by Count Arthur Jrent.
 

 

 

 

The Rt Hon. Count Owyn Amador of House Amador

 

 

 

The County of Blackfen covers the swamps and Mountain sides of Eastern Mardon, bordering that of the Kingdom of Lothrangia. The County itself is ruled by the House of Amador, a ancient lineage that stretches back and far in the time of man. The seat of Blackfen is the stronghold of Stormholm, sitting at the base of the mountains and guarding the East.
 

 

 

 

The Rev. Baron James Norrington of House Norrington

 

 

 

Situated in the Mountains above Lorath, Warwick stands as a fort near the entrance to the plain lands. Surrounded by lush fields and flourishing forests, Warwick serves as both a stronghold in wartimes and a leisure area during peace. Adorned with banners of House Horen and Norrington, as well as the vibrant colors of each, Warwick adorns a vastly secluded mountain range, and serves as a place to rest the night or combat forces of evil alike. Upon entering the gates of the Keep, the sounds of clashing iron and steels can be heard from the forge, as well as young men training in the yards. To the west of the gate, the Main Hall, where generals meet and discuss plans of war. Deeper into the keep, you can find a tunnel leading to the center of the mountain range, a clear, open area, filled with farms of vegetables, and a small vineyard. The sweet aroma of the grapes drying in summer make Warwick seem a bit like a place apart from the war torn earth surrounding it, although it is very close to the areas of conflict.
 

 

 

 

Gentry

Recognised Knights of the Realm are recorded herein, knight errant's not included, organised in descending order of rank.

 

N/A

 

 

 

[Thatpyrodude 2008]

"Another Kingdom with zero claim to the title, sneaking in its abandonment of the league. It seems these people would rather live in fear than the light." Comments the Pontiff

[Destroyer_Bravo 1054]

"Blood for Ashford." mutters an elf, looking at his White Stripes tabard hung on his wall.

[Andustar 4143]

"There's a difference between actively declaring war and a defensive pact. A new kingdom with such ancestory as yours should know it's within your interest for protection." Viktor would remark

[bungo 3965]

"Ah the Kingdom of Mardon!" comments Hunoald.

[Britannicvs 2508]

20 minutes ago, Pyro™ said:

"Another Kingdom with zero claim to the title, sneaking in its abandonment of the league. It seems these people would rather live in fear than the light." Comments the Pontiff

"Oh another Pontiff trying to split up the children of GOD by pitting them against each other." Dion would sigh, as the  Canonists squabbled amongst themselves.

[Cracker 4570]

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The Duke Hunoald stirs from his chambers to the tune of unsightly flatulence. Nearing the age of eighty-four, his countenance reflects that of a spotted sow past her prime, mired with white warts and lesser fungi. The Duke, in effort to conceal these deformities, took upon himself to grow a beard in Theodosian fashion, but alas, just as his balding brow, his withered cheeks find themselves half-naked, the hair misshapen and misgrown. With a deep and inappropriate moan, he emerges to his study where he is greeted by none other than his lord steward, the genteel esquire William Pig. 

 

"Greetings to you, my Duke. We've enjoyed splendid weather of seventy radians. Oh, tally-hoo! Have you heard of the Kingdom of Mardon?"

 

"Ah the Kingdom of Mardon!" Hunoald replied, with a cheery gusto unfit his typical mannerism.

 

"Shall I fetch you the miller's daughter, sire?" inquired Mr. Pig

 

"Yes. Wash her and bring her to my bedstead. That will be all for the day." said the Duke.

 

From thenceforth the Duke spent a great deal of time with the miller's daughter, from dawn till dusk, enjoying her company. However, by the next day, Hunoald soon fancied himself a Mardonese wencher at his disposable. It was up to Pig to supply.

[Dreek 1633]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

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