Piov 2431 Popular Post Share Posted April 1, 2021 (edited) “ALL ARE WELCOME IN THIS PLACE” 10th of the Snow’s Maiden, 367 E.S. The obituary of Cardinal Benedict is posted on the doors of the Basilica of Saint Henrik: Georg enjoyed the solace of his books as he nestled in the comfort of the Alimar townhouse in New Reza. His twin, Godfric, always had also been the bane of his existence, but yet they were a close bond of brothers that often got into trouble. His sister Kamila was the angel of his life. The pride and joy of their father, Prince Otto Sigmar, they took after the namesake of Prince Georg and Prince Godfric the Elders, martyrs of Haense during the War of Two Emperors. But now that the ravages of that bloody conflict had now passed, the world was a different place. Prince Georg was a shy and stoic young man, taking more enthusiasm in solitary tasks and writing studies. He was fond of baking, albeit an unskilled one after an unfortunate taste-testing incident when his cousin Maya tried his first batch. However, he resolved to do better as was the way he carried himself throughout the rest of his life. His personality was undoubtedly studious where he educated in the liberal arts: philosophy, law, and theology. He was destined to take after his father to serve in the state. As a young man, George understood little about his place in the world. He was unsure if that was the life that would fulfill his longing for truth and knowledge. During the waning months of King Andrik IV’s reign, Prince Georg was appointed Lord Palatine to serve transitionally to steward the Royal Government. During his brief term, he grew a distaste for administrative tasks, preferring his life as a quiet scholar. The scrutiny of public office made him rather uncomfortable. However, drawing from his formation, Georg skillfully sought to implement important proposals that contributed to educational life in the Haense. Just after two years, he tendered his resignation to King Sigismund II and withdrew from public life. During his personal retreat, Prince Georg found a change of heart. The empty vanities of learning and scholarship were lacking without something more: God. He would consecrate his life to the Church. Believing he would be seen as abandoning his duties to the family, he first considered leaving without a word. However, he knew that there would be no closure without their knowing. He confided in his brother and father of his decision upon returning home to New Reza. After exchanging a warm embrace with his family, he remembered his father’s words: “You make me proud knowing that you shall dedicate your life in service to the Lord. There is no greater honor to us than this.” His life as a friar began with Bishop Bram, Abbot of the Wigbrechtian Friars. Taking on the cloth, Prince Georg was no more; he was now Brother Benedict. A cathartic fleeting, yet oddly soothing, the life of religious sacrifice began his purpose. However, news from home had recalled him back home. His dying father sat ailing in his bed. Benedict arrived knowing that this would be the last time he would see him. At Prince Otto Sigmar’s funeral, Benedict stood to eulogize his father as both the priest that would compel his soul to the Skies, but also as his son. The fleeting words of mortality echoed in the Cathedral of the Fifty Virgins as he recalled that Prince Otto’s dedication to the country is a sign of a life fulfilled, to devote one’s destiny for the sake of his kin. Bishop Benedict giving marriage counsel to Lady Sofiya Baruch, c. 311 E.S. It was at this moment he had realized that he needed to be there for his family. After being given leave by his abbot superior, Friar Benedict returned home to assist his brother and help raise his beloved nephew, Josef Audemar. “Uncle Georg” as he was known, was truly fond of his nephew, and sought to raise him as his own. This often clashed with the liberal parenting style of his brother, Godfric. Uncle Georg raised Josef in charity and altruism, knowing that one day he would become Palatine or a physician. Neither came to pass. In small moments, he learned that his nephew and twin brother died, leaving a scarred family and only his nephew Lothar as his last of kin. Estranged, yet still loving his last nephew, he devoted himself to serve Haense as his family did. Years of feuding and estrangement left Lothar and Georg apart, in due part to their differing views on the role of God and faith. His unbelieving nephew who relished in the materiality of invention and hubris often degraded the Canonist Faith in front of his uncle. When he learned of the news of his last nephew, he weeped in the silence of his humble monastic cell. The Alimar family was truly gone. Benedict was called by the Holy Father James II to serve as bishop of Petrovic and later by Owyn III to serve as cardinal-archbishop of Jorenus, his highest service yet. Still believing in the frugality of his monastic origins, Benedict dedicated his life to fight for the soul of the Church. He warned of the dark nikirala- an era of untrustworthy leaders within the Church, impiety among secular rulers, the rise of paganism in humanity, and the crisis of confidence in the identity of man. His theological writings are left to give a new generation of exegesis on the blossoming tradition of the Holy Church. He warned of the Dark Nikirala that would come upon the Church. After the Diet of Karosgrad, the old friar fell ill and had become decreasingly visible in his public ministry. He remained prayerful in his last days for the new Pontiff, Jude II. Prayerful in his successes, the old cardinal celebrated mass in honor of the new Holy Father. Relinquishing all apostolic administration of the Archdiocese of Jorenus, the old friar deteriorated physically. News reached that he had passed peacefully in his sleep at 89 after not being found at mass the next morning. On his bedside table, he left behind a prayer for the Haeseni nation: We give you thanks, Almighty God, For the bountiful blessings you have bestowed. Look with favor on your people, Great descendants of Joren, Siegmund, and Karl. We pray that we might be delivered from all trials, And that our children be safeguarded against all evils. Grant us peace and may Your virtue reign supreme. Sustain your chosen ruler, our king and his successors. Give them insight and wisdom to govern wisely, And to honor the holy testaments of Your word. This we ask in the name of the Exalted and saints, Amen. Benedict Cardinal Jorenus | Prinze Georg Lothar Alimar Lord Palatine of the Kingdom of Hanseti Ruska, 305 E.S. - 307 E.S. | 1752 - 1754Bishop of Petrovic & Henrikev, 339 E.S. - 356 E.S. | 1786 - 1803 Archbishop of Jorenus, 356 E.S. - 360 E.S. | 1803 - 1807 Cardinal of Jorenus, 360 E.S. - 367 E.S. | 1807 - 1814 1725 A.H. - 1814 A.H. 278 E.S. - 367 E.S. Edited April 1, 2021 by Piov 51 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
doreebear 601 Share Posted April 1, 2021 Nataliya Reza grasped onto her golden cross as she panned up to the sky, grasping onto her golden cross that hung around her neck. "You were a wonderful man, a gift from Godan himself and a blessing to Haense. Spasibo for being the kind man towards me when others shut me out." Fedosia Amador sat in her room by an open window, signing the lorriane cross. "He forgave me of my sins when I was a child. . . then offered me a cookie for it." she chuckled softly at the fond memory 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Valannor 6345 Share Posted April 1, 2021 An 'Ame of repute would light a candle that night, in memory of that kind-hearted bishop, and all of the good he had done for the Kongzem she so adored. "You showed me the light of GOD in truest form; a gratitude I shall repay, or at the very least, try to." 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zanthuz 1837 Share Posted April 1, 2021 Sir Viktor Kortrevich quickly began to light two candles as he sat by his son’s bedside who remained in comatose, after hearing news of the elder Alimar’s passing. The first candle, for his mother Winnifred and the second candle for his scholarly friend, Georg. As he did such motions, he uttered a short prayer to himself as he clasped his hands together, looking out the stained glass at the full moon that shone from the blissful skies. “I pray your ascension to the heavenly skies is ever tranquil, as I also pray that the two of you, my dear mother and my dear friend rekindle with one another in Godan’s most merciful arms.” 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Timer 1434 Share Posted April 1, 2021 Francisco Cardinal Sutica welcomed his old friend, a new arrival in the Seven Skies 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Security_ 1075 Share Posted April 1, 2021 Cvetko Malinov prays for the Haeseni legend, lighting a stick of incense in silent reverence. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
The King Of The Moon 5123 Share Posted April 1, 2021 A dead man upon a distant shore cast beyond the mountains and the sea, a world away from their once shared home, would weep at the news. Though he grieved not for the Cardinal's soul, but his own. "I hope that he in death has built the paradise that I sought in life. Give not. Yield not." And though it pained him, the haunted figure signed the Lorraine for the last time. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Iudaes 1087 Share Posted April 1, 2021 Within the confines of the Papal Apartments, it would be at daily morning mass, celebrated in the small Pontifical chapel, that Jude II would hear of the news. Amidst the blessing of the congregants, the aging Pontiff would set aside the aspergillum, instead beckoning those present to join him in prayer. Having received both news and copy of the Obituary from the courier, Jude would kneel at the altar, setting carefully upon it's surface that parchment. It was then that he prayed: "We give you thanks, Almighty God, For the bountiful blessings you have bestowed. Look with favor on your people, Great descendants of Joren, Siegmund, and Karl. We pray that we might be delivered from all trials, And that our children be safeguarded against all evils. Grant us peace and may Your virtue reign supreme. Sustain your chosen ruler, our king and his successors. Give them insight and wisdom to govern wisely, And to honor the holy testaments of Your word. This we ask in the name of the Exalted and saints, Amen." It would be that morning mass, or the remainder of it, which was dedicated to the beloved Cardinal Benedict, as he had done for Jude upon his enthronement to the Pontifical seat. That night however, was of more personal mourning and there, upon the balcony of the Pontifical Residence, he lit a candle for what he prayed was the last death for a long while, "May God bless brother Benedict, duly deserved for his work here in life, with peace in the heavens." The Pontiff nodded, "God bless, Benedict." before he found himself once more in the seclusion of those halls. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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