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17 minutes ago, yandeer said:

The aging Franziska Vimmark smiled at the missive delivered by daring courier to her office in Varoche Hall- her own presence in the Imperial Ministry a reminder of the union between Haense and Helena. The Lady Secretary would then pen a short missive to her brother and sister-in-law in Haense.

 

The eighty-nine year old and increasingly eccentric Viscount Rillsworth strides into Vimmark’s office, cane held tautly in his left hand, newspaper folded under his right arm.

 

“Morning, minister,” he says.

 

“Good morning, Rillsworth,” she returns in kind.

 

“Any sign of the papers?” inquires the elderly gentleman.

 

“You’ve got it, Rillsworth,” she responds flatly, balance sheets and scrolls of census declarations long having soured her mood. 

 

“Have I?” he looks under his arm. “Oh yes, yes I have.” 

 

The Harrenite unfurls the thing, his unsteady gait leaning against a nearby wall. 

 

“Goodness me, is this one from New Reza? Union strikes yet again. The coal-workers, this time! Well, I say, I don’t think the King has a problem with Oren itself. Rather those damned strikers...”

 

 

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”Justice for Peter Amadeus” Stated a certain Elizabeth Anne

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STRONG.” Riordain cheers, punching a fist in the air. The ginger minister chomped his Carrington cigar between his teeth, inhaling smoke profusely at the news.

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Cassius Reine would give the missive a brief glance as he nodded in approval “Our brothers up north finally joining us. HUZZAAAAAAH!

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Brandt Barclay reads through the declaration as he bobs his head singularly into a slight nod, his face rather neutral. The young man then goes towards his smithy as he begins to sharpen his weapons and polish his armor "One war after the other" he states simply with a sigh "Möge Godan Barmherzigkeit haben" he continues in Waldanian before concluding ”AVE HAENSE”

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"God save the King of Haense and the Holy Orenian Emperor! To war, orenians!" The Minister of the Interior would exclaim as he hears the news.

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Darinndrabor blackroot sighed deeply while reading the missive. When he was done he threw the missive away “Sech a shame. Da HRA beh gud soldiehs. Shame dey ave tae doi now. A wesh dem luk.

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Hadvar av Mitteland, former General of the AIS smirks as he reads through the declaration of allegiance. He begins to write his own letter, "Dear former AIS officials, I call out to you today. Our enemy has returned, to protect those who commit many crimes against Arcas. I, Hadvar av Mitteland, declare a genocide of the Haensetti people's. If you see them on the roads, bring them to me. If you see them in your City, bring them to justice. We will not stop, and the Haensetti will die alongside the Orenians who already didn't stand a chance."

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18 minutes ago, HadvarAvMitteland said:

Hadvar av Mitteland, former General of the AIS smirks as he reads through the declaration of allegiance. He begins to write his own letter, "Dear former AIS officials, I call out to you today. Our enemy has returned, to protect those who commit many crimes against Arcas. I, Hadvar av Mitteland, declare a genocide of the Haensetti people's. If you see them on the roads, bring them to me. If you see them in your City, bring them to justice. We will not stop, and the Haensetti will die alongside the Orenians who already didn't stand a chance."

 

James Percival Suffolk from long away would sip his drink while reading this and turns towards his cousin “He is still using the honorable name of AIS to gain reputation.” Then throws the paper away sipping his drink and living the life in comfort away from drama.

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Henry Suffolk would grin upon reading the missive, talking back to his cousin with a glass of gin at hand “Another fight stirs, without us this time. Good luck succeeding.”

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Vivaca Rutledge nods, smiling at the declaration ”Brilliant! Long live Oren! Justice for Peter Amadeus.”

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Sir Erik Othaman grins as he reads the document, cheering with delight as his comrades in Reza link arms with his comrades in Helena.

 

"This am truly a beautiful moment for both peoples. We unite under one banner to uproot a Tyrant from his throne in Sutica. Hey, can any vy write that down and make a poem out of it?" He'd shoot half-jokingly over his shoulder to a fellow Sergeant.

 

"GODAN SAVE THE EMPIRE!!! KRUSAE ZWY KONGZEM!!!"

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In a small, quiet chapel deep within Haense, Analiesa Reza prayed in solemn silence for her people, and for the empire to which they are loyally sworn. 

 


 

Upon the grounds where Rubern once stood, and where now a tall manor loomed over the landscape, Margaret Alimar hugged her eldest tightly, tears streaming down the woman’s cheeks. “Please, my dear son, my Josef, promise me you will be safe. Promise me I will not lose you too.” she wept to the young man.

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After having spiraled into a great depression, the King of Haense took his life in apparent objection to the decision that forced his people to continue assisting a tyrannical Emperor – incapable to cope and his selfish desires having overtaken him, he was found dead in his office with his own hands wrapped around the base of a dagger, which protruded forth from his neck ending him rightly. 

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17 minutes ago, seannie said:

After having spiraled into a great depression, the King of Haense took his life in apparent objection to the decision that forced his people to continue assisting a tyrannical Emperor – incapable to cope and his selfish desires having overtaken him, he was found dead in his office with his own hands wrapped around the base of a dagger, which protruded forth from his neck ending him rightly. 

Siegmund Corbish exits the palace “Look what they did to my King!” he shouts in a fit of rage

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