Work, Work, Work, Death.

[garentoft 8352]

Work, Work, Work, Death.

 

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Retirement was not something Lauritz had ever looked forward to, so many hours of his day which he could only spend with menial leisure activities. He was, and would always be, a working man, he realised long ago that there was nothing else that satisfied him. Thus, he had begun a grand piece of work, a so-called magnum opus, a chronicle of his own life. And on this final day of writing, he allowed the ink to set on the pages of the autobiography, before he shut it closed for the final time. It was done, his life, everything that he had done, had been written down. He could now rest eternally in the chronicles of history, avoiding his worst fear, that of being forgotten.

 

He hadn’t seen Konrad, his youngest son, since he had retired to Valwyck. Konrad had followed in his own footsteps, taking up a career of politics within the Duma, with one successful term as Tribune, and having just been elected for another one. Out of all of his children, Konrad disappointed him the least. Jens had moved back to Kalden years ago, and the rest were God knows where. Konrad had invited him over for dinner today, he had gotten married a few years ago, and Lauritz had yet to meet his daughter-in-law. In the invitation, Konrad had called it “Taco Tov and Yermey,” whatever that meant, he was unsure of. Nevertheless, he pulled his coat off the coat rack, and began the long trek from Valwyck to Karosgrad. Konrad’s wife was a sweet Hyspian woman, and an excellent chef at that. The tacos were delicious, even if a little too spicy for his taste. He enjoyed the dinner, it was good to see Konrad again. Konrad was what he had hoped all of his children would be, and he could only hope that Konrad’s children would follow in those very footsteps, follow the path of their family that they both have shaped.

 

After dinner, he began the long trek home to Valwyck, though each step became heavier and the next, and he paused to sit on a wayward bench along the road. There, he gazed up at the dark heavens. He had lived a good life, hadn’t he? He still remembered the day he arrived in Helena, the day he was elected as an Imperial Senator, and the day he became the President Pro Tempore. These memories were all so distant now, but close all the same. Then there was the Scyfling War, his siblings, the Barbanovs, losing his eye. In truth, he always thought he had been supposed to die that day, but alas he had lived, and continued on. Then he returned to Helena, became a Judge, got elected to the House of Commons, became a Judge again. Then finally, he was appointed High Justiciar of Haense, a position he held for twenty years before he retired. He had never lost a case in his life, by all measure, he was one of the best lawyers the world had seen. He had worked enough. He felt so tired, all those years of work. Now, he just wanted to rest. Maybe he could finally return home to Kalden.

 

The next morning, it was a local farmer that discovered him on the bench.

 

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Lauritz Henrik Christiansen HKML, KM

1733 - 1810

286 - 363

Lauritz Christiansen posing for a painting,  circa 1774, painting by Alaine Ferri (UnBaed)

 

Senator of Helena, 1754 - 1764

President Pro Tempore of the Imperial Senate, 1756 - 1764

Imperial Circuit Judge, 1764 - 1775 & 1784 - 1786

Member of the House of Commons, 1775 - 1784

High Justiciar of Hanseti-Ruska, 1786 - 1806

 

[Totalitarianism_ 478]

"Rest In Peace, Titan of the Aulic!" Said Father Ferdinand of Ponce, as he said a prayer for the deceased lawmaker.

[LithiumSedai 4835]

Burk the Gobbo eats the obituary as a gesture of grieving for his friend.

[Drew2_dude 2130]

Sigmar Baruch would sit up from his bed, reading the missive. "So the Homosex finally croaked eh? well Ah 'ope the void isn't too hard on 'em, was a good lad."

[Emenzi 1069]

Konrad weeps for his father as he prepares for the opening of the new Duma session "I will make you proud father." he'd say before finishing up the final leftovers of last night's guacamole and nachos.. Perhaps it was the extra jalapenos in the taco that had the old man pass, but Konrad could simply shrug. 

[Zanthuz 1835]

Sir Viktor Kortrevich orders for the flag of the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska to fly at half-mast on the Royal Academy of Saint Charles building, in memory of the former Dragus of Law, Sir Lauritz Christiansen!

[Fie 2519]

A wide scowl appears upon Thea's lips upon hearing the news. "I'm sorry about how we parted, Lauritz. How I wish we could be twenty and alive again!"

[Mady 2989]

Maeve Elibar'acal would hear news of the human she once had a fleeting friendship with and his recent passing. "You finally are getting proper rest." She commented, looking up to the skies. "Enjoy it, llir." Wiping away a stray tear, she would hurry back into the other room to corral her energetic daughter and demanding grandfather. 

[doreebear 601]

Nataliya sighed as she read the news of Lauritz's death. "You were a dobry man. Spasibo for being there for me and my siblings when our parents were not."

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Laura Benedikte sat at her desk, the old woman wept gently at the news of her twin brother, the only sibling she had left, pass away. she then grasped a tissue, wiping away several tears before moving towards her window. stepping onto the ledge of it as she panned up towards the clear blue sky. " I shall see you again soon dearest brother. . . ." 

[UnBaed 8910]

Alexandria Karina would be seen carrying a small block of wood through the Nikirala Palace.  In her older years, the woman grew more and more recluse from the other courtiers of the palace and residents of Karosgrad.  Most of her time was either in the company of her husband, children, a rogue Scyfling here and there, or by herself - carving away at a chunk of wood.

 

The aging Princess had taken up the art of wood-cutting after she had met Segn, the Vile Tooter.  After his passing, she kept up the practice and worked more diligently; however, most of the time she wouldn't make anything of note.  Rather, she looked to always carve symbols, runes, and words within boards of wood.  During the late evenings, while the moon was present in the sky, she would bring these carved boards down to the waters of the port to have her carvings be taken away by the currents.

 

Now with the passing of an age old friend, Lauritz Christiensen, she began to carve these peculiar boards for him; however, these would all bear words in common as the message inscribed into it was meant for him.  Sometimes she would write stories to him, or express how dearly she missed him, or even to inform him of what continues to go on in the world that he has departed from; however, none would discover these messages as they all washed down the dark currents lit by the waning and pale light of the Moon.

[ApplePieKathy 561]

Vivaca Rutledge frowns after hearing the news ... "Lauritz was an amazing politician and a good friend. May he rest in peace." She says, the elderly Southeron lighting a candle in his memory.

[MRCHENN 3663]

Sir George Galbraith welcomes his fellow statesman into the Seven Skies.

 

"Seems we'll have lots of time to chat, old friend."

[Piov 2431]

"Your retirement party awaits," Terrence May says in welcoming Lauritz to the world beyond.

[AnonymousAlexa 3877]

Angelika Bykov sighed deeply upon hearing the fate of her former colleague. The elderly woman faintly recalled their times in the House of Commons, particularly Lauritz's numerous Lemonade Legal Reform™ Bills. "He is with Godan now," she assured herself as she moved to sign the Lorraine four times.