YOUR OBEDIENT SERVANT; A Response

[Mescaffier 6197]

[Check the Spoiler at the bottom of the post, please.]

 

Circa. 1823 

Viathan sat sheltered by a flame, on the edge of Othaman Keep. Spiteful tears welled in his eyes, hastening down his skin like bolts curling their wicked fronds across the sky to strike the fairest tree. Its leaves would wither and die, as did his will - for an entire decade, he’d abstained from drastic measures to wade in his sorrow. 

 

But a mouse should know better than to taunt a den of lions.

 

And, like a lion, would he strike true; and that brother of his, Kelhus, was only a mouse to be slain. 

 

Few hand-written tomes were passed around, nailed to each Orenian towny board and to his own family.

It read . . .

 

“TO KELHUS;

The dishonorable brother of mine.

I am slow to anger, but I tow the line, as I reckon with the effects of your life on mine. In my years, I’ve lived through sorrow and tribulation - the hearing of the House of Lords, our quarrels - and the only common thread has been your disrespect.

 

Now, you call me immoral, a dangerous disgrace! Now that you’ve got the mettle to challenge me after your loss, you seek to draw blood for your desires. Yet, you seek not to give your life; when you wish to take mine? My title, my claim, my very own name. Without an ounce of reason, other than your greed. Careful how you proceed, good man, for you’re just as intemperate as our father. Revoke your traitorous statements, or prepare to bleed, good man.

 

You seek to taste the ambrosia of power, and yet refuse to swallow the bitter herb of humility and of patience. 

Patience conquers; ‘Patientia vincit’. Yet, patience need not be passive. In battle, let valour and prudence go together, the lion’s courage with the fox’s craft. A duel, whether regarded as a ceremony in the cult of honor, or even when reduced in its moral essence to a form of manly sport, demands a perfect singleness of intention, a homicidal austerity of mood.  Yet we both know your intention, Kelhus. You will sever the bloodline and lead this house to an atheist end. Whatever your reason is to spill blood, what you’ve done has been wholly illegal, as pointed out by His courts. I’ve roused you not once, yet like a wild boar, you become more foolishly resolute and more feral with each loss. 

 

Act like a wild boar, Kelhus, and be treated like one. That is my warning. 

Regardless of if you get your duel or not, leave my family out of this brawl, as will I, your’s. 

If you touch a hair on my wife’s head; or my sons and daughters, you best run for the hills. 

 

 I have, indeed, seen your letter of resignation; yet I'm not convinced you, of all folk, would be the type to give up after all of this. Not after what suffering you've caused me, and what lies you spun after swearing to GOD, and before the House of Lords, at that. I do not want to fight my own blood, tradition or not. The noble choice is to pray you find solace in Godani, even despite the sins you’ve committed. HE is above tradition. HE is above all mortal and immortal power. HE is the one who decides our fate.

Thus, may you find solace in our merciful creator - Godani, 

for,

 

My patience has finally run thin.

 

Your Obedient Servant,

IN NOMINE DEI,

His Lordship, Viathan Othaman ‘The Lion’, Heir to the County of Valles, Heir to the Viscounty of Valles, etcetera.

”

Referenced letters were pinned beneath each;

Spoiler

Yes, I did absolutely quote lines from a Hamilton song like in my reply to the original letter. NO, I have no shame. My 5th grade hyperfixation lives on.

 

I posted this an hooour too late, but, oh well. I spent a few minutes writing this and I don't want it to go to waste😔

 

EDIT: I'd like to say, that this quarrel is entirely IRP. Whoever has been harassing Josef needs to quit it. I won't share anything without his permission, but, man. This is just a game - roleplay conflict doesn't warrant OOC hostility.

 

 

 

[Mannyy 982]

Jon Othaman coos at his mother and father.

[Taketheshot 3834]

Joseph d'Azor raises a brow "Where Kelhus was humble in his concession Viathan should have been magnanimous in his victory and known when to set down the pen, for one who says they seek a peaceful life. This man seems to do nothing but dredge private summons and the claims they refute into the public eye time and time again. A penitent for drama perhaps?" The young man would toss the missive into the fire with a chuckle "If this fool aims to harm my friend or my sister, he will suffer greatly." 

[Morigung-oog 5697]

 Valindra, who had been intrigued by this feud, blinked as more drama ensued. A faint smirk curled at her lips as she rubbed her gloved hands together from the comfort of her own home. 

 

"If there's one thing I miss about living in Oren, it's the valah's bickering. Please, don't let it stop."

 

 

(OOC: Honestly, I love this series of posts. Not to mention the Hamilon reference. It's given me a good few hours of entertainment. Thanks to all the parties involved for some interesting rp)

[Itz_Cookie 1974]

“For nearly seven years you debauched children hiss back and forth.” One Elizabeth Othaman grumbled from her home as the news was delivered. “For nothing but greed and silly title.” Tossing whatever letters she’d received over the years into amber flames at her side. 

 

 

Meanwhile Iduna Anne scanned each letter that’d pilled on her desk over the saints day with a soft sigh. “To be pulled in to judge arguments like this in the future has me on the edge of my seat.” She whispered at the topic of the Court of Lords. 

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