Whoreson rebel boy.

[Sultan 3953]

 

I am Otto, firstborn son of Frederick I of Marna and Henrietta Barbanov.

 

 

 

Who are you, whoreson, to claim my lineage and the crown of our forefather Godfrey?

You besmirch the reputation of our lineage as a whole. This speaks volumes of your character that you are a son of a man that cast away his seed in some ***** and never looked back, a bastard son of a campwhore. This reality of your birth explains your lack of any militaristic power and your ineptitude at true leadership. You seem to spend your days writing out essays and letters but perhaps whoever groomed you to try and besmirch the Horen name should have taught you how to swing a sword.

Strong leadership and strong arms. Your lack of these traits make it clearly evident that you are a bastard. One must simply look at your allies. You are nothing more than Lily-livered. Why else would you speak ill of such a glorious man as my Godfather Aurelius I, may his soul rest in the highest heavens. You are jealous of his accomplishments and his victories in the field of battle.

 

I, Otto son of Frederik of the House of Horen-Marna hereby pledge my allegiance to his Imperial Majesty Godfrey the third of his name, may his reign be supreme.

 

In my ripe old age, I shall once again put on my armor and fight the scum that plague Humanity. It was my Godfathers wish to dispose of all the lily livered, perfumed, snaking courtiers, and this whoreson is one of them.

 

This whoreson speaks ill of his own blood and does not even know the house words. By the might of Ancestors, the ones he insults in his writing. He shall die an inglorious death. To the men that remain on his side, you must turn back home and put away your blades, or pledge your allegiance to his Imperial Majesty. He may be merciful.

 

And whoreson if you read this, know that all your letters have been used by my servants to collect my dogs ****. That is their worth. But enough talk, true worth is shown by actions and not words, and your words were hollow as it was seen today on the field of battle. Whoever taught you that Horens are pencil pushers, whoever told you that Humans respect such weak and gullible people such as yourself.

[1_Language_1 1671]

Timothy would flex the missive in his hand. “Did.. someone not fill him in?”

“I mean, even if Joseph wasn’t real.. he’s still a better man than the child sitting on the throne!”

[bickando 3967]

William Jrent smiles as he hears of the letter, reminded of the new sigil he had prepared for the pretender Joseph.

 

[Enlightenment 2295]

Demetrio nods at this, an illatian smirk upon his visage.

[Aeus 2653]

“Joseph the Bastard, that has a good ring to it.”

[monkeypoacher 8055]

“If actions are the measure of worth, then we’ll see who is worthy when you muster enough courage to face us on the field.” a determined young soldier of MARNA declares!

[HurferDurfer1 2978]

“dude is mad laugh out loud” states bottle

[osumanduas 1442]

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

 

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