Undaunted | The Vice

[Minuvas 3193]

FROM THE  OFFICE OF 

THE 

IMPERIAL VICE-CHANCELLOR

 

1st of Sigismund’s End, 1846

 

Undaunted....

Citizens of the Empire, in this past saints night an assassin attempted to enter into my home and end my life. Yet the assailant had forgotten the indomitable Imperial spirit and wit possessed by all of the Emperor's subjects. Having outwitted my attacker, who had caught me in my night gown while reviewing field reports of ISA operations against the growing voidal scaring, I was able to deliver minor wounds to his person and escape.


After attacking the Butler of the house and leaving him wounded, this would-be assassin fled into the woodline from other Imperial Elves chasing him down.

To the citizens of the Empire, I remain committed to the work of this government and the Imperial Crown, I am resolved and unshaken in my office - and take on even greater purpose in the execution of my duties as your Vice-Chancellor. Like my nation, I cannot be shaken, I cannot be bowed, I cannot be broken, and I will meet steel with steel. I was contemplating the efforts of our ISA Soldiers, who had rushed into the void scar to save the Savoyards and take command of the battle against the monstrosities therein - and it emboldened me as to the motto of this chancellery "Merit by Strength" . To have merit by strength is to lead, to govern, I must be like our Soldiers - I must be  at the forefront of the dangerous, suffering the enemy, and not cowering within the walls of my estate. Myself and this Government are not in the business of hiding, and so I shall continue the business of this government as the Archchancellor and the Emperor have asked me - unabated and forward, the Ministries have this promise from me. I remain, undaunted.

To my assailant, I have amassed few enemies in my life - looking to treat every person in this world the equality of the respect they have shown me, even when those petty individuals treat me worse - I have turned my palm in kindness. There are few men who are inherently evil, each believing their cause righteous. That you have attacked a man and his family that have done you no wrong implies you were hired, pursuing the happiness of material pleasures over your own physical and spiritual well-being.

Yet you have come for my life, which certainly I value, but more importantly you made attempts on those of my kin. All sins are forgivable before GOD, this my faith has taught me - turn yourself over to the ISA today and I will not advocate for the merciless pursuit of your life across every dark corner of Almaris. Repent before the Church and see a new life of atonement.

Choose to hide and flee, and you shall live the rest of your life looking over your shoulder, living in the corners of Almaris hoping to find some place, some rock or cave you may escape. Using your true name and visage only amongst those you hold dearest and closest to you. The smallest mistake, or an error, being the difference between your last breath - or another life or death struggle.

Whatever currency you were paid with, I hope you spend it wisely - for your time comes creeping to an end.

 

 

 

 

May GOD save us, the EMPEROR protect us
His Imperial Excellency
The Vice-Chancellor

[Tigergiri 3073]

As soon as #4  heard of an assignation attempt she would read over the missive. A visible sigh leaving here lips as her family wasn’t threaten with the assumption it was them.  She would still wonder-mostly out loud “did their butler try to kill him?” Turning to their own maids who have her a bewildered look and shook her head as if to say I-would-never. 

[Harald 2875]

Reading over the missive the Solicitor-General Rev Vuiller would sign the lorraine, turning to his family as the Vuillerian Estate "may the Vice-Chancellor master Minuvas be in our prayers, such a pious individual, fair and just.. A man whom has spent his life for the betterment of our Empire, for the betterment of our people.. one of my oldest friends and leaders.." the man looked to his banner from his time within the Civil Affairs, he would walk towards his office finding a fine bottle of Pontifical Port, the man going to get upon his horse riding towards the Melphestaus Estate to visit his old friend..

[VIROS 2915]

Shaken by the unfortunate news upon waking up, Josephine Augusta prays for the intercession of St. Pius of Sutica before leaving for the office @thesmellypocket "O Holy St. Pius, please let thy hand protect my dear friend Minuvas, who has brought so many Sons of Malin to the True Faith, as you did in life and continue in death. Let all the miracles of God work through you to defend Minuvas and to bring him greater wisdom, that he may grow closer to your home in the Skies. And let both of us be reminded of our faith, when the struggles of state tempt us with cynicism. For these fruits of Virtue I humbly beseech thee in the name of God. Amen."

 

She follows the extemporaneous prayer with one more rote--directed to God Himself rather than an intercessor--and heads off to work, newly braced for the day.

[Varis Nailo 18]

"Damn. Whish i'd been in town when that went down." Varis looked away from the note. He started laughing. "What a joke. Assassin? Maybe if he'd actually killed someone. At this stage he's just a common burgular!"