The Providence Post - 1797 Edition

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«PROVIDENCE POST»

Published 20th of  Harren's Folley, 1797

Halcourt Publishing Co. 

 

POLITICS

Section Editor, Theon Virosi

 

 

 

« HEIRESS' BURGLED OF HER WEALTH FINDS A MYSTERIOUS NOTE! »
Written by Frederick Oswald Helvets

 

A few moons ago, a young noblewoman by the name of Aimee de Frand finds herself in a moment of terror. Her home was recently burgled by a ruthless thief, her most valuable items stolen! Jewels, paintings, perfumes.. And worst of all, the fine heiress lost around two thousand minae! What insane wrong doer would have the nerve to do such monstrosities. Further, messily & quickly written on the wall was a profane message, and I quote, “The rich will suffer, & the poor will starve.”.

 

Yesterday I was able to catch Aimee in the pub after eating some Biscuits, she spoke in a Auvergian Accent & had a youthful face, however much more the pity I felt for her. I then interviewed her for an hour or so, here's what she had to say:

(some dialogue may be edited for easier comprehension)

 

Frederick  : “So I have heard that your abode was recently burgled?”

 

Aimee : “Oui, my mansion, all my jewels were burgled!”

 

Frederick  : “After the burglary, was there anything strange left behind?”

 

Aimee : “Silver coins scattered across the floors coming from the first chest taken. Apart from that, there was a note left outside my house, reading; ‘The rich will suffer, and the poor will starve.’ The poor burglars must have been incoherently thought of if they believe that sentiment makes much sense.”

 

Frederick  : “Terrible, Terrible, my apologies. How did you feel when you witnessed this?”

 

Aimee : “I did not witness the burglary. But I was utterly petrified. My heart stopped, my family heirlooms stolen.” She’d add in a whisper, “They were valued at nearly two thousand minae.”

 

Frederick  : “Good heavens! Now, for my final question-who might you suspect to be the perpetrator of this event?”
 

A bearded man, by the name of Patrick, or ‘Ricky’, seeming to be an acquaintance of Aimee, entered the pub, the young noblewoman would shift her gaze towards him in question.

 

Aimee : “Who might you say it was, if you had to guess?” She’d say to Ricky, I too would face the bearded fellow with my pencil in hand.

 

Ricky : “If I had to take a guess, I would say that Gradic fellow trying to put me up for it for some damn reason. I actually hadn’t been able to tell you, be able to tell you but I just had to speak with a Commissioner about the whole thing.”

 

I questioned Patrick as to who this Gradic was, he responded with “Giandoro”.

 

Ricky : “I was visiting Aimee in her home, having a glass of wine and the man tried to intimate me and later I found out he went to the ministry of justice to accuse me of the whole thing.”

 

Aimee : “I don't want to give a name. I have no compulsive idea of who it might be.” 

I then finished my notes for the interview, after such I said goodbye & walked off. Seeing this, the whole ordeal is an utter mystery & will stay that way until our Imperial Justice system will investigate further; a true tragedy until then.

 

« A Third Botched Election »

Written by Nicholis Killigrew, Unionist Opinion.

 

The first, we were told, was an anomaly amongst many faultlessly smooth successes. The second, an underestimation. The third was simply a fluke, a total outlier. The chances for all three of these statements being wholly true? Not a lot.

 

Orenian elections are plagued with a hyper-partisan tension. We, as citizens, know this to be true. Yet these past ballots have been overhung with a feeling of desperation. Decades of one-party rule beginning to crumble at the very foundations. The rumble of our nation can be heard from within our sheltered homes just as much as it can from the streets of Providence.

 

Something brought us to this watershed moment. The Treasury has progressively presided over cuts to government departments for decades now. Despite having one of the most important tasks in government, the Civil Service is woefully strapped of cash and manpower.  

 

We find ourselves sleepwalking into complacency, where the machine of government is simply unable to cope with the very citizens it promises so much to. Dignity for all: that is the mantra. Yet opportunity seems few and far beyond. A cavalier approach towards rulership has provoked an uncivil reaction in our population, and a growing resentment towards The Party: justified or not.  This is especially apparent when the most recent election: Mayoral, is a tie decided by a coin flip, three to zero. 

 

One would hope that this government will eventually wake up and see that government institutions and civil society at large need desperate investment and investigation, or we will stifle talent and cause a crisis decades in the making.

 

 

 

LIFE

Section Editor,  Simon Pruvia-Provins

 

« MUSINGS ON MISE-EN-SCÈNE »

This Season in Fashion

Written by Darius Dy'Squith

 

 

Whilst on a midday tryst across the park or through the gleaming conservatory, one cannot help but notice the romantic young things of the Capital promenading with Leg o’ Mutton sleeves; ballooned and puffed with a peculiar bouffant that is truly remarkable. Paired with a lacy Pelerine or a curious bertha cape and shaped parasol, this look truly conveys a sense of elegance in repose. But this latest and most flamboyant Helena trend, this craze of the “Gigot sleeves” is not strictly reserved for Eve alone. Here are a few most excellent tips for capitalizing on this mode for both madams and monsieurs alike.

 

1. For the Lady à la Mode: For the picturesque young lady of Helena, the dramatically cut Gigot is a must-have on any frothy, day-dress confection. However, the sheer enormity of these immense sleeves can leave one looking quite top heavy and- quite frankly- rather mannish. To combat this, one must add a great deal of extra fullness to the skirt. With the aid of a structured hoop and a few quilted petticoats, this flounced silhouette can be achieved with no trouble at all. There’s certainly no slouch in a gown like that. To make the coyness no doubt irresistible to passing gentlefolk, simply add a scuttle bonnet and a pair of silk stockings for that extra flourish of verdure.
2. For the Mannerable Gentlemen: When it comes to styling the romantic Leg o’ Mutton sleeve on menswear, one must first look back at the opulent ensembles worn by the fops of decades past. A richly brocaded waistcoat, paired with a cinched greatcoat in crushed velvet, will maximize the dramatics of the puffed sleeve. A pair of stays, or gored corset, laced agreeably will do wonders in minimizing the waist and mimicking the current fashionable silhouette. When worn with a stately top hat, reminiscent of Helena’s many smokestacks, and a frilly jabot, this look conveys a sense of sophistication, refinement, and above all, distinction.

 

This past season we’ve seen quite the evolution of silhouette and shape in the world of fashion here in the Capital. Young ladies have once again become creatures of curves as wide skirts return to fashion and ginormous Gigots sprout from formerly tight sleeves. Parallel to this, dandyism and feminal men’s styles have reached their highest peaks in popularity since the early 18th century. As Designer Francesca Monte-Cristo of Fair Frippery notes, “the significance is clear, really: the bigger your sleeves, the bigger your wallet”. Stay stylish!

 

“Mimic the trending styles with this season’s fashion-plate.”

 

« A Day of Festivities »

Written by Wallace d'Emyth

 

Welcome, all to a day of Teas, Treats and a plethora of activities! A day for all families of Oren to attend! The young, upcoming hostess, Vespira Angelica d’Emyth, had accepted an interview on behalf of the party. The fourteen-year-old Lady’s first formal hosting event took place at Trissingham Court Gardens.“Garden clothes, anything more formal will be frowned upon, by me.” Stated Vespira when asked what the guest should wear.

 

During my interview with the young lady, we discussed the events that would occur during the day. “Charades, croquette and whatnot,” Vespira had alluded to. “[Along with the games] I plan on serving my personal favorites: Cherry pastries and jasmine tea. Among other things of course, but those are the headliners.” Vespira had much to say about all things related to her event, but our time had drawn short and I had proposed one final question. “Do you plan on holding more events like this? What could one expect from you in the future to come?” I had asked, in which she responded, “I plan on holding lots of events in the palace in my lifetime, including my debutante.”. The lovely Lady Vespira will be inviting all on that day - be wary though! The charade competition winners reward is a cake, and just because she's a kid doesn’t mean she will be going easy!

 

« A New Dawn of Culture »

Written by Calan Stahl-Elendil

 

 

As citizens of the Empire settle into our new home in Providence, we have much to be thankful for. Large and exquisite housing, stately and refined architecture, and a bustling city are at our fingertips. The La Fleur Theatre is only one such reminder of the grandness of Providence and the Empire. The performing arts have come a long way from being hosted at a small outside stage theatre in the palace gardens. 

 

We have many saints and sinners to thank for Oren’s flourishing theatre scene. Bianca La Fleur, the playwright whose name adorns the new theatre, continues to pump out works that dazzle audiences. She recently released a new play called The Franciscan Massacre. It has quite the eye catching title. This play is the second and third in her Rosebud Trilogy, and I hope to read it and formulate my opinions on it forthwith. But the celebrities aren’t the only ones worth mentioning. 

 

There are a flurry of new writers, actors, directors, and even stagehands who deserve great applause. I have even put my hat in the ring once or twice. I’m particularly looking forward to the work of The Ruby Empire Theatrical Society [RETS]. Their upcoming ballet production The White Knight will be akin to an opening ceremony of our elegant new theatre. The performance will feature the young protagonist Nora wrestling her beloved doll away from the evil clutches of the Dark Knight. It will be a Tuvmas performance for the entire family. I expect all readers with their fingers on the pulse of culture to be there. If anyone working in RETS could contact me, I greatly wish to interview those in charge of The White Knight’s Production. 

New talent will take center stage and breath new life into theatre, I’m sure of it. 

 

I also hope that the fine readers of this paper welcome me to The Providence Post™. Please see me and submit any ideas for future articles or other comments on the paper as you see fit. Theatre’s stage is set with many skilled actors ready to make their move, but whose star will shine the brightest? I look forward to finding out with all of you.

 

ACADEMIC

Section Editor Edward Galbraith

 

 « Coltsfoot: A Household Must »

Written by Doctor Desmond Morgryn

 

What is Coltsfoot?

 

Coltsfoot is a bright, yellow plant similar to dandelions except for its properties. When the petals are crushed and mixed with tea, Coltsfoot can help cure the common cold and save you from a trip to the doctors office. Now you may wonder: “where can I get this wonderful plant?” Luckily coltsfoot is among the more common herbs. You can find it along almost any roadside and it enjoys every climate that isn’t arid or arctic.Just be careful when harvesting coltsfoot as the flower and leaves are essential to creating this simply herbal tea. Alternatively the Providence Hospital will be selling coltsfoot tea as soon as the flowers are in stock. So what are you waiting for, winter? Stock up on your coltsfoot now and save a nasty trip to the clinic!

 

 

« Life Advice #1»

Written by Santiago Paolo Delacruz

 

There may be countless days that will feel as if they have only brought you trouble. This is all too common during these turbulent and uncertain times and that is when it becomes /the/ most important to seek the beautiful in the commotion; be it a fragrant bushel of basil you smell as you take a walk through the Commons, or a a contagious laughter that echoed to you from somewhere afar. There are always reasons to continue through the hardships because those hardships bringing a deeper appreciation for the things that are easy and beautiful. How we have seen the world literally crumble beneath our feets-- and still manage to return ourselves to some semblance of what we knew. Where we would have been had we decided Arcas was all we had, and that to start over again would be a fruitless effort.

 

We are certainly not alone within the company and community of each other. We can be divisive and opinionated, but ultimately we all assemble in this place-- together. The world many of us knew has ended, but now we've the chance to build a new one for the children. We've the chance to leave a lot of our past troubles just there, in the past. A new world is a new opportunity. There will be very much to struggle for, but we are a capable people. We could not have made it to Providence if we were not.

 

« HERETIC DECLARED ANATHEMA »

Written by Alfred Ruthern

 

After years of heresy and corruption of souls, justice finally is served! The man falsely claiming to be a prophet, also known as "Melchizedek", is formally anathematized by the Church of the Canon and the Auditor of the Tribunal!  The Archbishop of Haense, Cardinal of Jorenus and Auditor of the Tribunal, Alfred Ruthern announced in his letter to the public and the heretic that he is banished from the church and severed from a connection to GOD until further notice. 

 

His choice is simple: Repent for his sins or continue his heathen and false ways. What will he choose? More to follow... 

 

WORLD

Section Editor, Evan Beckett

 

« Trouble Below the Red Rocks of Krugmar »

Written by Azariah O'Rourke

 

Only a year into the descendants landing on Almaris & much of the continent has already been explored. To the west between Norland & Krugmar lies a vast red mountain range, complete with several volcanoes. To travellers, I advise to be weary. Lava rests throughout the range & Clan Raguk of Krugmar made their home inside one of the red rocks. Down to our south, near the coast of the mainland sits a city in ruins. Many of the houses feature torn off roofs.

 

No sign of life has been spotted there yet but the city poses a deathtrap to anyone who enters. At the back of the city a once grand palace towers into the skyline, overlooking the surrounding area. The palace has yet to be explored & for that reason, it is advised to stay away until experts scale the structure.

 

[!] An illustration of the mountain ranges West of Krugmar

 

 

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