Haeseni Centennial

[Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska 3491]

 

HAESENI CENTENNIAL

14 S.S. 1678

Krepost, Markev, Haense, Oren

 

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"Va birodeo herzenav e Edlervik,

 

Twas nearly to this hour one hundred years ago that Our King and lords proclaimed Ourselves united under One Crown. What a grand sight it is to finally see upon the toils of Our Ancestor’s work, for in Our Capital lays the cries of hundred of thousand men and women, all hailing and cheering this mighty day! From the ivory capes of the Spine to the golden hills of Elgar, the expanse of the Wicksvald to the banks of the River Czena, we stand before as the testament of a people, tempered by struggled, emboldened by success, and always diligent in stalwart conviction! Gather we to the heart of Our Realm, to join together in hands to shout upon the Country’s Altar to the World! Let all eyes, therefore see and all ears hear across this continent the embrace of Our glorious Realm and that on this day, we consecrate this moment with our great Resolve. Hail, hail, the State of Haense!

 

Before Our Time, during the ages of the Titans Tobia Rosebud, gilded with gold, and Voron the Hammer of Angren, We as Joren’s Ilk lay splintered and shattered across the hinterlands, divided by Faith and by Law, overcome with hatred and despise for those once considered brothers. It was thought nigh impossible that the Iron Shackles be broken once more, but where the impossible lay the great Heroes of Our Past emerge! Our very Fathers, the Bald Otto and the Brave Karl, who brought together a People; the Honorable Tarcell and Diligent Carr, who built Our Land! From the Vicious Jan, Bloody Fiske, and Bold Sergey, generals who bent to none, to the Cunning Henrik, Shrewd Amador, and Magnanimous Lukas, Our History is lined with the great Heroes of Yore! Heroes who held nothing but the loyalty to a People! Who surrendered their worldly ambitions for the Greatness of a People! We are their Legacy, and we proclaim their words on High! Hail, hail, the Heroes of Haense!

 

Yet what is Our Kingdom without Our King? What is Our King without Our Royal House? Descended from the Line of Joren and Sigismund, Our King leads, devoted to the People, loyal to Humanity and God Above! For it was Our First King, the First Petyr, together with his loyal advisor and blood-brother Rickard the Barrowborn, who destroyed the Courland usurpers, who commanded and led victory against the rebellious hetmans, who made Ourselves whole once more! And his Grand Successors, his children which carried on the demanding role which Petyr laid, who lead us to this day! The Good King Marius, Green Stefan, the Young Otto and his son Otto the Builder, princelings who ascended from their paltry position to the seat of our forefathers! Celebrate this day, for even I, your King and Lord, cherish my home and my people! Let us proclaim! Hail, hail the Crown of Haense!

 

Ey! Ey! And what of our clergy, the priests who guide our flock? For decades, it has been Haense!- Haense of all nations!- to give the Holy Church its most illustrious pontiffs, not to blemish the fact Haeseni have served more than others on the Holy Throne! Shall we remember the pious and pure Sixtus Tertius, one of the holiest men to be anointed the Vicar of God? Ovenus Secundus, the martyr upon the Fields of Baden, who commanded the faithful from the dangerous pandemic of the schisms? I say! For Haense stands steadfast in its conviction to the Church, as are we not all Canonist and Proud?! Proud to carry to the legacy of the Saints, to show our voracious love to the Creator On High! And at the vanguard remains our most humble clergy, to wield the Holy Banner and charge forth through the mist and disarray! Hail, hail the Clergy of Haense!

 

Look upon yourselves, my countrymen, and see not the greatness which lies before it! A new generation of bright minds ands courageous soldiers, from the very bosom of the land itself! Our artists and scribes, Swithun the Sage, who bears the King’s Seal! The stewards Brog Dhoon and Octavia Grimbold, the most thrifty of the state bureaucrats! And let us not forget the Palatine of Our Realm, Matyas of the Colborns! And the soldiers! The soldiers, such as the Stern Godrik Black, Valdyium the Blade and Aldrick the Wolf, Jan Begovic- some of the most noteworthy soldiers known throughout Our Realm! Without the new men of Our Society, Our Country would never carry on! Yet it would be not without the guiding hand of the Haeseni Elders, those such as the Prince-Father, Marshal Ruthern, the Elder Wulfrey, and a very prince: the Honorable Edward Bihar! Without the old, there would be no new, for both are the cornerstones which hold Our Country Together! Hail, hail the People of Haense!

 

No part, no minuscule part of Our Bountiful State is wasted and disregarded, for it all who create the very State we call Our Home! Our Home! Our Home! The bounties of Our Home lay strewn upon the sheets of our labors! We are the Heirs of Joren and the participants of his greatest dream, for which is God’s Will, to bring together His Family once more! Now we stand in the precipice of a new Age for Our Posterity, acting in accord as the God On High commands and in the Spirit of unity and magnanimity for all Our Kin. This day is to celebrate  the sacrifice and loss endured by so many valiant servants of Our Race, striving to emulate their actions for their eternal gallantry as an inspiration for our plight! Let us acclaim, Hail, hail the Kingdom of Haense!

 

Hail to Haense, Hail to the Haeseni!”

[sandey0000 216]

"Hail"  Proclaims Sergei

[Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska 3491]

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[Wulfery 832]

"Wulffrey would frown deeply as he heard himself mentioned as 'Elder'." Wha'in the livin freakin' 'ell do they bloody think those stupid arse o' noble bastards up in the palace, I be still young 'n good to go, all the lasses look 'fter me muscular body I swear. But NEEEI I 'ave to be called bloody old! They can go eat a back o' old peckers. "He would huff under his breath in elder rumbling tone, as he rocks back and forth in his chair, thinking about getting himself a pipe."

[JuliusAakerlund 2402]

Carr Colborn fells a tear from the seven skies as he hears of the news.

[EmbryoGod 823]

Rudolph Wagner prepares to push anyone who enters the tavern, determined to get on the next centennial.

[Gridlock 1033]

Vorkas thinks the House Othaman is under represented and weeps a bit.

[tilly 5115]

“Thrifty, we are,” says Octavia over a glass of wine, to her lifelong comrade Brog. 

[Piov 2643]

Prince-Father Robert Sigismund smiles as he reads the speech in full, nostalgically reminiscing his memories of Alban and his Chancellery under King Otto III, “I’m glad to have lived this far to see the day that my glorious nation lives on.” 

[Sky 0]

"And without the new, there would be no future." states Demetrius as he kicks a rock, before sighing out. "Glory to the Kingdom of Haense."

[DISCOLIQUID 2729]

An amused honey seller raises two pointer fingers and waggles them, surely a most thorough display of joy.

 

"Haense for life!"

[MunaZaldrizoti 8037]

Emma Ludovar would grin, looking to her father, "I'm so glad I'm around to see this, we're honoring our history and looking forward to the our future! Ave Haense!" She'd clap her hands, returning to her sparring with her cousin Andrik.

[Paulobig 133]

"Glory to the Kingdom! Ave Haense!" Ser Aldrick shouts, sitting on a rock near Markev.

 

[MunaZaldrizoti 8037]

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