BROTHERHOOD AND UNITY; A RESPONSE TO LORD JOSEPH

[LithiumSedai 5750]

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BROTHERHOOD AND UNITY

22nd of Godfrey’s Triumph, 1715

 

 

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Hail to thee, Lord Joseph, he who calls himself heir to Marna and Holy Emperor of Orenia. I am Charles-Edmond, Lord of Talraen and of Rennes, servant of the Divine Imperial Crown in whose honored name I govern the Capital of Helena; in these realms we have not met and to you my names may not be familiar - yet yours I recognize. Though the peoples of this Empire you deem yours, including myself and my own, have yet to be graced with the appearance of your likeness within our realm, I have taken the liberty of acquainting myself with your character through the goals you claim to seek, yet deny and contradict within your very own missives.

 

Truly, my lord, you preach of liberty and the undeniable rights of Man; you call for unity in this time of strife; equality and safety under the Holy and Imperial Law, and justice for all - for Man weeps and crawls under daemonic tyranny of the Court of Pertinax (for they seek none but power) and its murderous thugs, stripped of culture and dignity, begging to be saved by your grace and the enlightened wisdom of your throne. A noble and just cause to be advanced by your rule, by the Grace of GOD and the Will of the Nation, whose pillars are to be nobility and common folk alike, in which, by your Nenzing Proclamation, you seek mine support and loyalty, as a Lord of the Realm.

Yet, by your hand you threaten genocide upon my realm and the City which I protect and stand responsible for, whose citizens I cherish as if they were my own kin - and not only annihilation, but eternal damnation should we, in death, not declare your claim true; to my House, extinction, and to my beloved spouse, unborn child, and myself execution, for as supposed accomplices to this tyranny of Pertinax we deserve no privileges of nobles nor the right to live; to my Stewards and Administrators, dismantling, for as clerks of reviled Pertinax, whose civil service is proclaimed oppressive, yet somehow still dysfunctional and inefficient, they deserve no daily bread to provide to their loved ones, should they, indeed, even retain “the Right to Life, so none will be taken to the Skies before their time”. Is it us who are the tyrants?

 

Indeed, my Lord Emperor, through your creed, I have come to know you - you are hypocritical, for you seek to end an era of chaos, murder and absolutism by enacting chaos, murder and absolutism upon the folk of Renatus, whose honest and hard-working men and women, loyal to their principles and the Realm, you had not ever met; you are erratic and confusing, for you demand our eternal fealty, so under your illustrious rule we might enjoy Freedom, Justice, and Equality, but wish upon us condemnation and death.

 

Let it not seem that I write without experience and merit; I shall gladly acquaint you, my lord, with myself and my lineage. I am the great-great-grandson of Charles Talraen, a brave man who had, at Johannesburg, given his life in service to your kin, protecting that which the Protectors of Man could not. Would you, my Lord Emperor, threaten us with this civil war and destruction had you experienced this suffering of thousands, that which the claimed tyrants of Pertinax honored and respected, cherishing their veterans and raising memorials to all fallen Imperials - whether of Czena or of Northern Atlas?

I am the great-grandson of Renna Talraen, Lady of Adelburg, renown Administrator of the Imperial era of progress and culture you praise so; a woman who never faltered in her loyalty to Orenia, the first in line of those from my family who would bear the mantle of Seneschal of the Imperial Crown. No doubt you’ve faint recollection of this name - would you, my Lord Emperor, slander and demean my Stewards so had you known they, in their methods, had not once strayed from Lady Renna’s teachings and conduct of administration, unchanged in their efficiency since the golden days of Orenia?

I am the grandnephew of one Aldren Talraen, Crusader of the Holy Mother Church; I am the grandson of Blessed Aran Talraen de Rennes, who had been merely a year older than John the Sixth, in whose defense he stood during the Coup of Adelburg your edicts mention often. Do you, my Lord Emperor, recall that he had maintained the loyalist barricades until the very end; that, while the Imperial battle flag proudly fluttered over the City Hall of Adelburg, he had read your forefathers’ Act of Regency to the survivors in hopeful joy; that, when relief never came and King Aurelius had seized the streets, Lord Aran stepped up to him and demanded the safety of all citizens, offering his life in return for the lives of his City Administration - to which the Renatian King spared all without demanding oaths of fealty, moved by his bravery? Do you know that he remained true to the Imperial cause after Frederick the First, and Frederick the Second had abandoned it, relinquishing the Imperial crown - taking up the Holy Cross in the name of the Holy Mother Church and the realm of Marna, which the latter in thanks cast him aside?

Yet, my lord, to you it comes as a surprise that one would side with the line of Pertinax, despite the cruel disappointments your ancestors had offered to the Imperial cause. You would proclaim the progeny of a man who had fought slavery until his dying breath, who had spearheaded the idea of a Commonwealth of Man which inspires you so, to be bloodthirsty butchers? You would deny communion to our realms, from which so many Defenders of the Holy Faith had originated - including Emperor Aurelius, who had been absolved of all sin and whose efforts had stopped the pagan tide thrice - holding our salvation hostage with the acceptance of you as our liege?

 

My Lord Emperor, your motives truly perplex me. How is it that you proclaim brotherhood and unity, when you command destruction upon an entire people, declaring their ideals unjust - yet we had kept true to Imperial values where your line has not? How would you shield us from non-human vultures, when your line has not - for this mercy we owe to none other than Emperor Aurelius and his reign of conquest? Why do you take up arms in bloody struggle? Does your creed not preach the right of Man to select his rightful representative - were your cause truly just, would we have not chosen you to lead us at a lawful Imperial Diet?  

 

I’ve no lust for carnage nor desire to be anyone’s oppressor; I am a GOD-fearing, faithful man, and I’ve always taken to my duties with diligence and care; for my family, and my citizens, I hold but love in my heart. Why do you call upon the fires of the Nether on us, should you truly wish for peace and freedom? I’ve no wish to take up arms against my fellow Man, who had until yesterday been part of a sacred union broken by your desire - but in face of ruin I will not perish, and we shall fight until our last if fate declares it so. Write to me, my Lord Emperor - of you, like my grandfather before me had asked of King Aurelius, I demand clarification. Meet me, Lord Joseph, so, at the very least, in my eyes you shall see my resolve - whatever you wish upon me I shall return in kind upon you.

 

 

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IN NOMINE DEI

HIS IMPERIAL EXCELLENCY, Charles-Edmond of the House of Talraen, Minister of the Interior and Arch-Seneschal of the Imperial and Royal Crown of Exalted Godfrey and Renatus-Marna, Baron and Lord Protector of Rennes

 

[Arteh 1837]

Arthur reads the response, slightly furrowing his brow as he remarks;

 

“We are united, we – the true Imperials stand together in brotherhood against the Pertinaxi rebels. The man confuses justice with bloodthirst. This futile attempt at underhanded slander will achieve nothing. The word genocide is used, yet the only ones who were harmed were the soldiers of the Pertinaxi forces in battle, not civilians. Could they say the same? The people who burned the most populous city of this Empire to the ground?”

 

Lets out a lighthearted chuckle, scoffing as he looked upon his forces preparing for the next engagement.

[Archbishop 1784]

“You cannot call yourself a Canonist and GOD-fearing if you follow the orders and command of an excommunicated man.” said Archbishop Zachery, creating defences in the Haense cathedral after renatians had tried to break in and kill him.

[Auriel_ 652]

“The Archbishop dines and drinks with pagan, ichor-bending scum. We needn’t hear his traitorous words any longer.”

Someone cackled from the side, odd.

[LithiumSedai 5750]

27 minutes ago, Archbishop said:

“You cannot call yourself a Canonist and GOD-fearing if you follow the orders and command of an excommunicated man.” said Archbishop Zachery, creating defences in the Haense cathedral after renatians had tried to break in and kill him.

Charles is confused, having spent the entire Saint’s day by his wife with child, merely signing a form or two to emerge from his manor to a public execution, and a flurry of missives – sent by a man who claims to be his new Emperor, yet wishes death upon him, his city and his loved ones! How odd.

[Archbishop 1784]

10 minutes ago, Auriel_ said:

“The Archbishop dines and drinks with pagan, ichor-bending scum. We needn’t hear his traitorous words any longer.”

Someone cackled from the side, odd.

“Says the mage whom affiliates himself with creatures of chaos, the majority of the people in the capital who follows this Staunton ‘emperor’ are heretics.” replied Zachery.

[Auriel_ 652]

Just now, Archbishop said:

“Says the mage whom affiliates himself with creatures of chaos, the majority of the people in the capital who follows this Staunton ‘emperor’ are heretics.” replied Zachery.

 

“You hear it here, good faithful people, he doesn’t even deny breaking the Lex Arcanum and turning his back on God.”

the mage squeals in good faith

[Lirinya 4036]

26 minutes ago, LithiumSedai said:

Charles is confused, having spent the entire Saint’s day by his wife with child, merely signing a form or two to emerge from his manor to a public execution, and a flurry of missives – sent by a man who claims to be his new Emperor, yet wishes death upon him, his city and his loved ones! How odd.

Emeline had rested within the room with their newborn, as Charles signed his papers. She shook her head, and spoke a comment toward him.

 

"You are the most faithful man I know, Charlie. Most diligent and hard working--I couldn't name a single person who would do the work you do. Don't let them weigh you down.. But please stay safe." 

[ApplePieKathy 561]

”Filthy Renatians!”  Yelled Valerie!

[osumanduas 1442]

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

 

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