Unleash the Lions

[Cjmate 1270]

Letter to His Majesty, Philip III of Oren

 

11th of the Deep Cold, 53

 

To Our Loving Emperor, HIS IMPERIAL MAJESTY, Philip III, Holy Orenian Emperor, forever August, King of Renatus, Curon, Kaedrin, Salvus, and Seventis, Grand Duke of Ves, Duke of Helena, Novellen, Furnestock and Lorraine, Baron of Renzfeld, Protector of the Heartlanders, Orenian Highlanders, and Farfolk, etcetera, 

 

I write to you out of love, both for you, my liege, and my homeland. A very great danger threatens this land and her people. A pagan people has become accustomed to laying waste to our countryside, threatening the very heart of our beloved Empire: even their king desires avarice over justice. The Dwarves, in their wanton savagery, do not constrain themselves to common norms or etiquette, and as such are not deserving of it; yet, in our auspicious and venerable sense of justice, we have been most patient. 

 

No more. Let them suffer our ire; let our blood no longer be melancholic, but choleric.

 

The talons of Oren have been clipped. The nobility have devolved into pomp and extravagance. Our nobility, once venerated warrior clans in the Olden Days, now strut around like peacocks on a pedestal, strutting their feathers in a show of decadence. The Lions of Oren have devolved into household pussycats; and how so, tell me, do kittens defend against heathens? They do not. They depend upon the Imperial State Army, many of whom fled their duties following the loss of their former Emperor, leaving only a husk. We now must defend upon our new foreign allies for aid instead of relying upon our own manpower.

 

While this upsets me gravely, it is not without warrant or honor: the nobility follow the law, and the law currently disallows retinues and formal guards.

 

I humbly beseech you this: raise the banners so that they may be called to defend this vestigial state. Bring back the nobility's retinues. Your nobility will, once again, be the tip of your spearpoint that will splinter the pagan shields and send them sprawling back into the mountainside. The current nobility is a façade, a lion with no roar, a lion in name only.  

 

The nobility are the talons of the Emperor that will lacerate those that tread upon our territory. We were born for more than this. Our ancestors were kindled in the ashes of war, in defense of their Homeland, Oren. Though they often fought and bickered over petty feuds, their loyalties were never in question: Oren took precedent. Let the nobility be as they once was. My ancestors descend from the ancient and valiant Grenzi: Teutonic Knights that defended Oren from ancient and dark evils that dwelled in the frozen wastes. I fear they weep for what we have become. The current state of the nobility is that of a man-child. Kill the boy, and let Man rise. 

 

Unleash the Lions. 

 

 

Your Most Sincere and Loyal Subject,

 

 

 

Kristofer Vuiller, Son of Rev

 

 

[Harald 2875]

The newly named peer and Baron of Vuillermoz would widen his eye hearing of the letter his son had PRIVATLY sent to the Emperor, the man seeming at a loss for a moment as he would have a serious conversation with his youngest son. "I pray for us both Kristofer that this letter is niet received by the palace..." 

 

[JoshBright 3015]

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[Cjmate 1270]

11 minutes ago, Harald said:

The newly named peer and Baron of Vuillermoz would widen his eye hearing of the letter his son had PRIVATLY sent to the Emperor, the man seeming at a loss for a moment as he would have a serious conversation with his young son.

 

 

Kristofer Vuiller would have no fear, as he has unshakable faith in the Emperor's justice. He yells to his father, "We have been harassed, attacked, accosted in the streets; our lands have been damage, and our property stolen by our enemies. If our enemies can attack us, with impunity, we are no longer a people to be feared! I have faith in our Emperor to destroy our foes."

[Fishy 2709]

1 hour ago, Cjmate8 said:

Letter to His Majesty, Philip III of Oren

 

11th of the Deep Cold, 53

 

 

 

[!] A letter is drafted and returned to the missive's signature, privately. @Cjmate8
 

"Intriguing letter, I'd even support your petition in court, but your dates are all wrong, it is the 11th of Sigismund's End, 1849.

Signed,

Thomas Andrew Helvets,
Duke of Cathalon"

OOC: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1PGllTsVvRgcxFYhT3jljwobr16J6iHoKVgr22T0bTyE/edit#gid=1305173705
Link to the Imperial Calendar

[Cjmate 1270]

7 minutes ago, Fishy said:

[!] A letter is drafted and returned to the missive's signature, privately. @Cjmate8
 

"Intriguing letter, I'd even support your petition in court, but your dates are all wrong, it is the 11th of Sigismund's End, 1849.

Signed,

Thomas Andrew Helvets,
Duke of Cathalon"

OOC: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1PGllTsVvRgcxFYhT3jljwobr16J6iHoKVgr22T0bTyE/edit#gid=1305173705
Link to the Imperial Calendar

 

Kristofer frowns and buys a new calendar.