Stricken with illness | Temporary Regency

[SimplySeo 6999]

 

 

FROM THE OFFICE OF THE GRAND KING

ᚠᚱᛟᛗᛏᚺᛖᛟᚠᚠᛁᚲᛖᛟᚠᛏᚺᛖᚷᚱᚨᚾᛞᚴᛁᚾᚷ

14th of the Grand Harvest, 1794

 

It is on the 14th of the Grand Harvest, 1794 which I write from my bed, stricken with pestilence, which I believe inflamed by the infection of wounds gained during the Korvassan campaign. I find myself unable to move without the aid of my advisors, and resigned to my palace bedroom. I fear myself to be incapable of ruling, and have decided that it is indisputable that Urguan needs a leader in this moment. 

 

TO THAT END, do I Grand King Jorvin ‘Kazrinsson’ Starbreaker nominate Grand Merchant Dhaen Grandaxe to be Lord Regent of this Grand Kingdom of Urguan, to lead in my stead and maintain unity of the Sons and Daughters of Urguan, until such a time where I may once more assume my royal duties.

 

I urge the Grand Council of Urguan to meet on this matter and as according to those most hallowed Articles of Urguan to vote with simple majority and establish the existence of the position of Lord Regent as an official Lower Office of the Crown, and hereby give my written consent should such position be made for Grand Merchant Dhaen Grandaxe to be my appointee. Such a position should hold the full authority of the Grand King, yet have a timed existence for a maximum of three weeks and requisite only a simple majority to be deposed.

 

 

 

OOC: Haven't been in a good mental state at all lately, been too stressed out from IRL and IRP to the point where I've been very ill lately. I'm taking a break until I can sort my head out, I will be back.

[Nooblius 7965]

High Prophet Norli Starbreaker is completely stunned and baffled at his lack of ability to foresee this circumstance. "I'll be sure ta put et en da Article Reforms..."

[Elite Snipes 3563]

Bakir Ireheart hears the news and prays a silent prayer wishing the ill king a full recovery. "May the King return in good health. I have no doubt he will be back soon"

[Valannor 6405]

 would be unsure as to why all the small fleshlings that usually crossed its roads were sad, but in hopes to cheer its friend Dar-Ihn-Drah-Boor up, it would give the dwed a flower that grew on its branches.

 

"aH wILl No' lEt Ye 'aRm UrGuAn'S kIN!" It'd wheeze out, holding the flower out to him. 

[TheFirstShroom 294]

Falk Irongut sits at the bar, reading the notice "Well, 'tleast weh've ah competent stahnd-ehn."

[Beamon4 1690]

Dimlin Irongut would cross his arms screaming into the sky “NORLI, DID YE RUN OUT OF INK?!?!” Commenting on the lack of a Regency position

[Norgeth 1903]

Morul Irongut would get news of the regency, he'd sigh, mumbling a prayer to Anbella to help heal the ill king.  "oi 'ave nae doubt 'e will return stronger an' betteh tahn before, get well soon yer majesty!"

[Dhaelena 589]

Dhaen Grandaxe sits by the Palace bedside. She squeezes Jorvin's scarred hand, clammy from illness and takes the missive he offered to her. After changing the water by his bedside and making sure he was well and truly sleeping comfortably, the female Grandaxe stands up and cracks her knuckles wearily. There was no doubt in her heart that Jorvin would recover, he had slayed a God after all. She would keep her people together until he returned.

[Treaty 1353]

Azkel 'The Scholar' Frostbeard would send his regards to his close friend, his regards being barrels full of medicinal herbs in hopes of curing his ailments "Worse comes to worse I make you into a golem" He'd write, semi-sarcastically on a note attached to the barrels.

[angella302 92]

Bryldryn Grandaxe lets out a sigh as slumps onto her bed. She reads the missive once more before dropping it on the bed then picks up her warhammer. She cracks her knuckles before she starts oiling the steel and cleaning the leather grip, her eyes glowing with determination. "Ef anehbodeh gives Dhaen shoites Ah'll 'ave deir skull crushed entu a pulp." 

She gently props her cleaned warhammer at the side of the bed and starts doing push ups on her knuckles.