The coldest Flame fades [PK Post]

[AdmiralLB 209]

 

 

Ser Jonathan, shortly after being named Knight Paramount

 

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Ser Jonathan Frostfire, more commonly know as Ser Jon, or just Jon, was peculiar from the moment he was born. He was much larger than the other Children he grew up with, and, unlike his Parents, he was born with Hair so light in Colour, one might think it was Grey. While he was by no means one to blindly charge into any Situation, he did cause a fair share of Chaos in his younger Years. When he was about 14 years of age, he decided to serve his Country, so he did the only thing he could think of, he enlisted in the Brotherhood of Saint Karl, then Led by Ser Wilheim Barclay. He made fast Friends with Brotherhood members such as Tharik Sturmholm, then Cloudhome, Aleck Graham and Darius Morgrain. Though his best Friend throughout the Years was the man that had helped him enlist, Darien Rehn, then Reyne. While hunting with a few Brotherhood Members, he was hit in the Face by the Venom of a Naga, losing his right Eye in the Process. While he did have it replaced with a Golem Eye, he knew that this Choice would cost him dearly in his later Years. 

 

As he continued his Rise through the Brotherhood Ranks, he started to feel lonely, the Bond he shared with his Brothers was the best thing he ever had, but he felt the Need to love Someone. And so he set out to find that certain Someone. And he did, Maela Thorfin-Vuiller, the Manager of the Tavern of New Reza. At about the same Time, and after being named a Sergeant of the Brotherhood, he set his Sight on other Duties, those of a Knight. After a Discussion with Knight Paramount Ser Nikolaus Kortrevich, a Man Jonathan would respect his whole Life, the Trials of Jon began, and finished. It was during these Trails that Jonathan would lose his right Arm to a massive Bear, and promptly have it replaced by a Golem Limb. After completing his Trials, he was named an Arma Patrina, and knighted at the Coronation of King Anrik IV of Haense, alongside future Knight Paramount, Tiberius Barrow. And it was after this that he would finally marry his Beloved Maela, who gave Birth to Twins in the Aftermath.

 

After years of Service, he was given the greatest Honor a Knight of Haense may recieve, he became a Knight of the Marian Retinue. And after many Years as a Kingsguard, he was named Knight Paramount of Haense, a Responsibility, and Honor, only given to the greatest Knights, which made him reasonably proud. At the same Time he was able to achieve something that no Frostfire before him had been able to do, he had amassed a literal Wealth of Weapons so large it rivaled the Royal Armory of Haense. 

 

Jon had seen many Battles in his Life, and won most of them too. But where there is Victory, there is Loss. He lost most of his Friends to War, or the Void, at the End, his last Friend of old, the only one whose Friendship rivaled Darien’s, was Marcus Erdhardt, later Ser Marcus Erdhardt. Though his last Battle was not one he would expect, as it ended with one Attack. A Stab through the Heart, penetrating his heavy Plate Armor in the Process.

 

Whomever would find the Body of Ser Jonathan would immediatly notice something remarkable. Even though his Life had faded, his Body refused to fall. Next to his Corpse would be a Note, bearing the final Words of the biggest Knight Haense has ever seen. The Note reads: ”Last Words? Last Words are for Fools who haven’t said enough!”
 

Whomever would check the House of the deceased Knight Paramount would find a Chest, on top of which would lay a Notebook, holding his Will.

 

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”To my beloved Wife,  Maela, I leave our Home, as well as the Innards of my personal Chest alongside half of my other Belongings.”

 

“To my Son,  Darien, I leave, aside from certain Pieces reserved for other People, my Armory, one of our Family Swords, the Wavy Greatsword, and a Quarter of my Belongings.”

 

”To my Daughter, Hilda, I leave an Amulet made from Fennic Gold, the other of our Family Blades, Dragonfang, my Direwolves Geri and Freki, and the remaining Quarter of my Belongings.”

 

”To my best Friend, Ser Markus Erdhardt, I leave the first Weapon I ever collected, an Elven Sword named Khel’sul, a Zweihänder (because you love them so much) forged out of Waldenian Steel and a Banner with my Family Crest on it.”

 

”To my good Friend, Erwin Barclay, I leave the stuffed Olog Head that hung in my Armory, my Waraxe Custus Regum, and a Banner with my Family Crest on it.”

 

”To my Friend and former Student, Bjornolf Stjörn, I leave the Axe that I lent you during your Training, my Hunting Knife, and a Banner with my Family Crest on it.”

 

“To Prince Otto Sigmar, I leave my Slayersteel Longsword, and a Cane I think you’d enjoy.”

 

”To Levi Moonshine, I leave my Bastardsword, Lighteater.”

 

”To Ser Robin Kartyr, I leave my Bearkiller Greataxe, that I did most certainly not use to kill Reuben.”

 

”To Vorion Sturmholm, I leave the Dagger I recieved from his Father’s Will, and the Falchion I carried with me in his last Battle.”#

 

”To his Majesty, King Sigismund II of Haense, I leave my treasured Battleaxe Dominion, my Warhorn, a Wheel of aged Imperial Cheese and a Bottle of Dragonblood Wine.”

 

”To Kalian, I leave my Almenor-Steel Trident.”

 

”To Ivan Ruthern-Batavus, I leave a Brotherhood Bastardsword forged in 1750, because I thought you could use a good Blade by your side.”

 

”To Claus D. Apolos, i leave my Question Longsword, so that he may go far away from where I am, and not annoy me for all Eternity”

 

”To Johan Vuiller, I leave my Swordbreaker Parrying Dagger, because why not?”

 

”To my Newphew, Hans Calliban, I leave an Ingot of pure Slayersteel, have fun with that, make something deadly.”

 

”To whomever follows me as Knight Paramount, I leave my Towershield, Winter’s Wall, which I’d like to be used as a Status Symbol of your Protection of the King.”

 

”To whomever follows me as Royal Executioner, I leave the Executioner’s Sword, The Last Step, that Ser Markus is currently making, along with the Creed engraved on it, that I find fitting for one of our Occupation.”

 

”To the Brotherhood of Saint Karl, I leave my Respect and Thankfulness, for without you Maniacs, I wouldn’t have made it to where I am today, the Bedroom of a nice House in the Capital of Haense.”

 

”And lastly, to the Kingdom of Haense, my second true Love, I leave my Gratefulness and unwavering Loyalty (picture me saluting when reading this), for it was you who allowed me to faithfully serve you for over 30 years.”

 

”My last Wish, selfish it may be, is that I’m not forgotten for a few Years.”

 

”Thank every single one of you for making me who I am today, I love and cherish all of you. Make the best of yourselves, live long and prosper (look who’s talking), don’t drink too much Carrion. May your Aim always be true, your Thoughts clear, and your Blade sharp. Farewell, Friends.”

 

-Ser Jonathan ‘The Tower’ Frostfire, Knight Paramount of the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska

[Sarven 2619]

*Only hours ago Marcus and Jon stood pridefully before the King during his coronation, handing him a great blade & armour, now Marcus only observed in dismay as he heard the news of his friends death* ”Wh- what?! No, No! Impossible!” *He’d bellow in disbelief upon seeing the Jon’s body, his fury unending* ”I swear, I will find this bastard, I shall make them pay....” *Ser Jon, was one of his best of friends for years and now with his passing Marcus would strive to find the killer, his contempt unending, he later say in mourning* ”May you rest, friend, may you be welcomed in the seven skies with open arms, fare well...” 

[Diaolos 204]

*Claus and his son James were camping near Fenn, just when Claus was about to sleep he saw a crow with a letter making noises outside, so he went outside and took the letter that contains Ser Jon death note and his will, Claus got really emotional, even his son got worried, just before he almost cried....he read his part of the will about him annoying Jon, Claus burst out laughing like crazy making his eyes tear both from sadness and laughter and making his son very confused. After whole two minutes of laughing Claus turned to his son James and said only this "James, be sure to bury me next to Jon when i die, if you dont find a spot just open Jon grave and throw me with him" he said laughing but quite serious.... James then said "Father....who's Jon?" Claus looked at him and said "That fatass who we met at Haense".