~[PK post] Amelot the Brave~

[Limo_man 403]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xi8Tpe58Fhc


listen to either of these. the link is more sad to listen to while reading this.

   ~Amelot the Brave, in Remembrance~

 

Sounds of war preparation filled the streets of Haense. Though in one of the manors of Reza lied a father who would be steadily preparing himself for battle. Slipping his armor and boots on, Amelot would grab the Dwarven Anarod he had acquired; immediately being hit with a wave of nostalgia whilst he remembered his encounters with Alaric Grimgold. 

 

“I will meet you in a duel one day, no matter where it be. We will have a fight the next time we meet.” Amelot spoke with vigor and determination in his voice while gripping the anarod’s handle tightly with the burning flame that had been ignited at the sight of this weapon. Now in the mind of an HRA soldier, Amelot slid a note underneath the doors of each of his little girl’s rooms, as well as leaving one to his wife, Zo Zuila…

 

“If it goes well today, I will be able to tell my daughters a valiant story of the flames of carrions, lighting the inferi lines up, and sending them back to where they came from.” Amelot thought to himself, walking down the stairs that lay adjacent to the Haense theatre for one last time.  Reaching the square, Amelot is met with his brothers and sisters who had fought with him since the Scyfling war. He’d happily spend what could be his last and final moments with those he loved and cared about. 

 

The mass of the Haense rally then started a steady march to the Korvassian grounds that were occupied by the inferi hordes.

 

“Nothing can go wrong under the command of our fine leader!” Amelot would gesture about freely between his friends that he had viewed as family, whilst his vibrant stature would still be present; even within the face of danger at that showed itself.

 

Once the HRA had gotten settled in the remnants of the city of Al Faiz, that brought back far too many memories from Amelot, the men and women took up a ladder as they would start carrying it to a trench where they would push into the inferi lines.

 

“Looking to my right, I see my fellow brothers, to my left, more of the same. Ahead is where I shall set my gaze, taking on anything that opposes me or my comrades. I know that my fellow Brothers and Sisters will protect me, as I shall protect them.”... That would be the mindset that set poor, naive Amelot toward his doom. For when the first push through the bridge be called for an inferi would sweep him from his side, into the magma filled trenches below that would envelop, and extinguish his once brightly lit flames that embodied the happiness of life.

 

Going through his head, Amelot would have racing thoughts whilst he looked to the brothers above him that would stand atop the bridge. 

 

“I-....I’m not ready yet. I can’t die.” Tears would well up, obstructing the vision he had of 0zark Mondblume, Mio Mackensen, Astoro Jovanovsk, Fyodor Erdhart, Manfred Barclay, and many others who had stood with him at that bridge. Regret, and fear of the unknown, filling the boy’s thoughts, Amelot would close his eyes while laying back; even though he had not accepted this fate.

“Alaric Grimgold-, I’ll find you one day…my daughters will do great things within Haense...” And with those final thoughts, his death would be made visibly known whilst he sank into the depths of the lakes of magma.

 

~Note to my Mondblume daughters~

To my daughters, Aeira Mondblume, Arianna Mondblume, Dhara Mondblume, Lorina Mondblume, and Alvina Mondblume.

Father is going out for a job now. As you know, I may not come back. It is, unfortunately, the risk I take to defend this great nation of Haense. Don’t fear my daughters, as I promise my return like I have every other time. I have come back to you every time I have said I would. You all are my pride and joy, I know that one day, that you all will do great things for our nation. By then, I hope that you would have moved out from the manor by then, but that is a discussion for another day you hermits. Though I am afraid to walk into the unknown, I know that I have a loving family that is awaiting my return to Reza. I have watched too many good people pass to drop their burdens, and legacies they have left for us to carry along our journeys. I shall leave you with this. Take care of one another. Family is everything. It is something that loves and supports you unconditionally; no matter what you may have done. Once I get back, we have a dinner to make, -Amelot Mondblume

 

~Note to my Brother 0zark~

I remember the day we had met. You always have been a quiet one, right 0zark? Well, I hope that our brotherly bond will bring us through this battle in order to bring us back safely to our children that we must protect. I remember back when we moved into our little manor, and you set up a home inside of the den. It made me quite happy to see a friendly face/mask whenever I would walk down the stairs to go out for daily training, or whatever the day had awaiting me. Promise me that if I do die, that you will look out for my daughters. I know that I would do the same for your sons. -your brother Amelot Mondblume

 

~Note to Astoro Jovanovsk~

I’d like to thank you. I know that those meer words don’t make up for everything I have become indebted to you throughout the years. I remember the day that you taught me about relationships, and when you had even moved in with me into the manor. It has been an adventure that I hope will continue so that I can pay you back for everything you have done for me and my family. I request that if whenever possible, you keep my daughters out of harm’s way. I know that asking this must be pretty horrible for me. But I need to know that they are protected if I do perish. -Your Friend, Amelot the Brave

 

~Note to my love, Zo Zuila~
    Though you weren’t here today, I hope that you do not blame yourself if I had passed. You of all people should know that it is our risk that we take to protect this nation. I know that you can do anything that you set your mind to. Make sure our daughters make it through life as happy as possible if I do die. Remember that I will love, and be with you wherever I may be. Whether it be the seven skies, or in our little manor in Haense. 

 

~Note to Manfred Barclay~

Sir, I’d like to thank you so much for everything that you have done for me throughout the years as a lord marshal. You are doing great so far, and I know that your father Erwin is proud of you. I ask that I be buried if possible. If not, I would like to have one of my many famous capes buried in the grounds near reinmar. -A friend. Brother in arms, Amelot the Brave Mondlume of Reinmar

 

~Note to Erwin Barclay~

Though it may seem weird to send you a note of my shortcomings, I see it to be somewhat needed. You were the one who brought me into the city of Haense and introduced me to the brotherhood. I thank you for providing me with a brotherhood that has become my family throughout the years of my time here in Haense. Throughout the Scyfling war, even up until now, I do not bear any regret or doubts about joining the Brotherhood of Saint Karl. I thank you sir, for bringing me here once more as I hope life treats you well my friend. -A friend, soldier, Amelot the Brave of Reinmar

 

~Note to Daniel Mackensen~

Thank you so much for being a friend during my time in Haense. As a roommate of our manor, I see it only fitting that I write you a note as well. You were the one who paid for the house after all. I know that we couldn’t ever repay you for everything that you’ve done for us. But I hope that as a small token of my thanks, you will accept the faded blue steel sword that lays within that old locked barrel within my room. -Your friend, brother in arms, Amelot the Brave

 

~My Will and Testament~

The nation of residency: Haense

Month/Date of birth: Unknown (Made update that is back from June of 2020 😛 )

Status:

Married to Zo Zuilla of the HRA

Had four daughters during his time.

 

Will and testament

I leave my minas, split evenly between my four daughters.

My brother 0zark shall take everything that would sit within the old locked barrel in my room. It is his choice if he sees it fit to hand any of my belongings out to my daughters.

Daniel Mackensen will be granted my Bluesteel sword that is in the old locked barrel.

I would like one of my capes to be buried in the rose fields of Reinmar, near the Barclay keep if possible. Along with any of my remains that stay in physical form.

I leave my arrangements to duel Alaric Grimgold to my brother 0zark.

Any of my other belongings WILL be split between my wife, and daughters in any way that they see it fit.


OOC:
Big thanks to Lockages for killing me!!! it took 5 or 6 events, but it finally happened!

[NotCube 48]

Daniel Mackensen would have seen Amelot get stabbed and fall into the magma, with his adrenaline slowing it down. All he could let out is a no filled with sadness, anger, and denial all at once. Instinctively he throws out a couple of gold coins off the bridge as a tribute to a close friend, having to focus on the fight ahead without him.

 

After the dust cleared and the Inferni defeated, All Daniel could think of was the chilling, gut-wrenching fact that all this bloodshed wouldn’t bring him back. All he could do is go back to Haense, and Amelot would always remain there. 

 

“You were a close friend, one of the first  non-acquaintances I had in Haense. I’ll buy you a drink in the seven skies, friend. Don't worry about repaying me, the money was well spent.” A teary-eyed Daniel would smile, amidst the death among him.
 

[Limo_man 403]

4 minutes ago, NotCube said:

reserved!

Thanks for the pic of amelot in the magma lake cube!

 

[Limo_man 403]

Looking back, I should made this the main title music for amelot's pk post 😛
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xi8Tpe58Fhc
^^ Grave of the Fireflies

[Althea 177]

Aeira would open the letter that laid at the door. Upon opening it she smiled at her fathers handwriting. But once she started reading it her heart dropped. Eyes began to water, holding in a chocked out cry. Once she got the the ending of the note she released her pain, screaming out in sadness. Walking into her room she slammed the door, locking it from the inside. Aeira plopped onto her bed, releasing her pained cries

[Guest TidaloX]

Ariana walked into her room and noticed the letter lying there. Picking it up and opening it, she gave a small smile as she found it was from her father. However, as the girl read the letter, she gave a small sob as the realisation of the situation dawned on her. “No.” She muttered, “NO!” She then cried out, “How...?” It didn’t feel fair. She fell to her knees, and read the last of the letter through blurry eyes. The last sentence was the one that made Ariana curl up into a weeping ball of Mondblume. ‘Oh the irony,’ she sobbed, ‘this isn’t fair.’ The letter then slid out of her hands and floated down onto the floor.

[Elwyn 1]

Whoops, meant to that on the account

[Sarven 2619]

*Would hoarsely cough from his bed, looking up at Fyodor he would fear a sense of dread* "D-dead?!" *He would come to the grim realization, tears started rolling down Marcus's old wrinkly face, wiping them he would sob for a short while before calming himself, looking up at the ceiling he would question* "Why.... why does such a man of promise, courage and honour, why does he die before me... why..."

[ColdestPepsi 1176]

As Amelot fell next to him in battle Astoro looked on with a face which showed absolute horror at the sight of his friend being flung to his death. He lost concentration on what was ahead of him taking a spear to his leg. He was dragged back before he could avenge his friend.

[Wolfey34 244]

Seeing Amelot fly by him a sense of shock would fill Fyodor, mouth slightly agape he would turn his attention back to the inferi lines before him. Ready to exact some revenge.

[DahStalker 3692]

Hillith salutes the brave man.

[Diaolos 204]

Darien quickly follows his old friend Amelot after several minutes of his death. The two flew together as they were greeted by thier loved ones....