DECLARATION OF REGENCY

[Publius 4098]

DECLARATION OF REGENCY

10th of Owyn's Flame, 1850

 

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As I embark on this journey between myself and GOD,  a journey of unknown perils and spiritual reckoning. I must turn my gaze to that of the temporal realm one more time to ensure the safety and sanctity of my people. The realm is filled with dangers beyond that of myself and others, a time of both war and peace, which is why I must leave the Principality of Savoy within the hands of my most entrusted whilst I take this journey. 

From now until the time I return, or even if I should not, I formally declare Valentino Gradic as Lord Regent of Savoy to head a regency council. Councilors who have had the best wishes of the Savoyards at heart since its reemergence with my father. It is in Valentino Gradic and the Council that I trust the care of the betterment of Savoy and it’s decisions here on out until my return. 

 

The regency council will consist of the following;

Lord Regent Valentino Gradic

Serene Princess-Consort Catherine de Savoie

Lady Exchequer Vasileia Basrid

Baron Sainte-Blandine

Marshal Edmond de Rouen

Duke Lucien de Bar

Master of the Hunt Malcolm Douglass 

Grand Knight Ulrich von Alstreim

Count Ernst Barclay

 

 

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IN NOMINE DEI,

HIS SERENE HIGHNESS, Olivier Laurene Ashford de Savoie, Prince of Savoy, Duke of Corazon, Count of San Luciano

 

[Guest]

Cato Perea frowns and then walks barefoot across Providence, the City of Sin.

"I cannot believe I had a hand in this. My forebears would be ashamed. I must make my own penance, and follow in the example of blessed Olivier himself!"

[Olox_ 4318]

Borys blinks but accepts the regency "Come back to us soon, Prince Olivier" He'd sign the Lorraine before going to deal with his duties 

[Cepheid 4304]

Vasileia signed the cross Lorraine before she moved to make preparations to attend the journey.

[DahStalker 3692]

13 hours ago, EXCITED said:

Cato Perea frowns and then walks barefoot across Providence, the City of Sin.

"I cannot believe I had a hand in this. My forebears would be ashamed. I must make my own penance, and follow in the example of blessed Olivier himself!"

A ginger elf follows behind the repenting sinner as she would begin to chuck small colorful blocks on the pavement before each step, scowling in distaste with rapid shakes of her head, unimpressed. “Put some elbow grease into it, you ******* sinner.”