A Dark Knight falls [PK]

[HeyitsNano 1582]

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Honestly, if I’ve ever seen an example of someone just trying to have fun on LOTC, it’s you. Duncan was such a unique character, having really random moments at times that would give us all laughs. But in the end, you always stuck to the same personality - maybe a little more schizo by the day, but that same old Duncan remained. Even upholding the accent surprised me at times. 

 

[Chopper774 30]

A translucent figure of a middle aged priest would sit, and would chuckle, staring at his murder's grave, "Took your time old boy, you really did." He would turn and would begin to sigh, a younger figure would poke the priest in the face, "The elf lover is dead?"

 

The priest would respond, "Yes Helena, yes he is. We can finally accend, I guess."

 

Another figure would appear, "But wouldn't we be on different skies Dad?"

 

"Yes Hollie, but... well..." The priest would sigh, "I guess we'll stay for a bit..." He would give as evil smile, "Well Duncan, I hope you enjoy your time in the void, you homocidal, lying, good for nothing heathen." The figure would spit at his grave, and would vanish, taking the other figures with him.

[MrTurtleGod 89]

Johan Vuiller II would hear the news of his father's passing as he was stood in his his room. A tear would fall, rolling off his cheek as the fatherless Vuiller slumped back onto his bed. He sighed, "Oh father, you were the reason I am who I am today. I will miss you, and honour you until my last breath. May you rest peacefully." Johan would find his fathers stash of cactus green, sobbing as he smoked the pain away.

 

 

[SapphirePool 1360]

Dame Amelia Hughes was notified of her old friends death by word of mouth around the city. She had not spoken with any of her old comrades from the 4th in a year, not since her retirement. The old woman made her way back to her small, empty cottage on the outskirts and sat looking over the fields. “Gods speed Duncan. You were always a loyal friend. Keep laughing in the seven skies.” She mumbled, feeling empty and alone.

 

 

Elsewhere, in Vuillermoz, Rosemary saw as a flurry of servants walked hastily and with hushed tones about the manor. After questioning one on what the bustle was about, she was informed of the unfortunate passing of her husbands uncle. Attempting to keep her calm, she went to the docks and sat, looking out at the pond. Fond memories flashed in her mind of the man she called “Duncle”. She  couldn’t help but let out a chuckle, saying “I wonder if he ever told Johanne about the donut donkey”.

[sergisala 3451]

The old Sir Charles Galbraith would be holding a blue parchment affixed with the Seal of the Ministry of Justice near the bonfire of the living room of the Viscounty of Rivia when suddenly an 8-year-old Galbraith kid approached him:

 

"Sir! - Who is the man on that picture?" the boy asked, pointing at a depiction of Sir Duncan Vuiller contained in the page of his parchment.

 

"A hero. A hero of the Holy Orenian Empire." he simply replied after carefully choosing his words, as he shed a tear upon the picture of the fallen Agent of the Imperial Bureau of Investigation of the Ministry of Justice of Oren.

[The Harbinger 336]

Glod shakes his head sadly. "All t'is bloodshed fer a fockin' *grudge*."

[JoshBright 3014]

Sir Jarad Munnel was at home reading about monsters when he received both word and the letter sent to him. His face would go pale as tears started to stream down his face. He could not control them as he would think back to a few of them moments they shared together 

 

"My son has been kidnapped" there was rage in Duncan's eyes as he stormed off, Jarad would follow behind him and place a hand on his shoulder "Where do you think your going alone" he would comment before saying "I'm coming with you" as the two walked off they would be meet by Nicole, Harald and one other from there they would set off in two groups, Jarad and their friend to save Duncan's son, Lucien Vuiller, and Duncan, Nicole and Rev to try and negotiate with the kidnapper, on both ends they succeeded, the kidnapper slew and the boy saved. When they got home, Duncan would hand him a set of armor, black and red in color as thank for his help.

 

Sir Jarad Munnel would zone back in for a moment before going to another memory, Him and Rev would be brawling outside of the old MOJ building, Jarad's nose would be bloodied and be sent to the ground before Rev offered him a hand and said "Welcome to the Vuillers" as Duncan watched, Jarad would take his hand and get up before turning to Duncan and Bloodie his nose as they got into a Three man sparing match.

 

As Jarad and Duncan sat in the crossroads, comforting the young Nicole, abandoned in life, not once, but twice, Duncan would open his heart and home to the young girl offering to adopt her. until then she had been living in his tavern after being abandoned by her adoptive mother, he would feed and comfort her, but now, she had a family. One that would not abandon her or leave her in the cold. One that would care for and love the girl. As Jarad sat there with a wide smile happy not only for the girl but Duncan, many saw him as bloodthirsty but the knight had a sense of honor and love within him

 

"May Sir Jarad Vuillerian Step foward" Philip III called to the count as he step forth "Sir Jarad, For your services towards the Empire you are to be granted with a Baronetcy" As count proceeded and Jarad took on a new surname he would smile as his family watched, after count he would go to the crossroads tavern and share drinks with Duncan "Duncan, i may have a new last name now but you will always be my Brother" Jarad said to him as he made his way around the counter and hand him a glass "A Brother in arms and a Brother in name" Duncan would take the drink "Thank you Brother" Duncan would remark as they cheer's 

 

After having finished thinking over all the memories and he would come back to reality, the paper and blood soaked "Duncan you fool, you will always be my brother even after death" Jarad would grab a bottle of whiskey and put it outside his door for duncan, Sir Duncan 'The Hound' Vuiller, His Comard, His Friend but most importantly His brother. As Jarad would head inside he would think of his youngest, Felix and how he would never meet his uncle, both a villain and a hero in life and a brother and uncle even after death. 

 

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I had lots of fun playing with you, i look foward to rping with  you in the future and having out mini debates in VCs, friend :D 

 

[KaiserJacobII 1457]

George O'Rourke greets Duncan at the gates to the Seven Skies with a gentle smile. 

[Malta 2811]

From the skies rings the hearty laugh of an old partisan, the last of his blue-backed enemy's departing for the land beyond death. 

"For a ministry man, I suppose he wasn't all that bad."

[Aehkaj 1244]

Jack Teufel would get the news, remembering the times he had spent with his father in law. Especially the time he chased him around the Empire with a Warhammer because Jack wanted to talk to Nicole. Duncan was all he could ask for in a step-father. “Rest well old man.”

[Fawnytheturtle 865]

When Keishara a young wood elf heard the news she sat on her bed as the tears streamed down her soft brown cheeks "You helped me when my sister died, you and I played hide and seek when I was young. I will miss you dearly. My memories of you will never fade, say hello to my sister for me. I will make not only you proud of me but my family as well" takes a deep breath as she mourns in silence 

[Frisket 4538]

It....was Another Hot beaming day in the heartlands, as the ocean from the Old providence walls could be heard wooshing and splashing against the steaming beaches, and seagulls flying above the empires walls. A Young Hope, who just recently was promoted to Private, Seemed rather bored in the Gate house, as she sat down her forehead, dripping in sweat under the heat, as...well of course, it was summer. The sun was High and the day was silent, some could hear the bustling streets of old providence from afar for how quiet it was. Young Nicole at the age of 16 was doing Guard duty. Bored as the next person- as she had nothing major go on in her life. Work, go home, eat, talk to her sister who had but a new story to pull from her arse everyday. This was the life which Nicole had. 

Though a certain day changed, the news spread of the MOJ, the police branch of the Government, who but merely had any sense of control left in their ranks, had been disbanded once and for all. It was a sadden day for many, But Nicole Had never fought with any of the MOJ members. Though one thing was mentioned, that all those who joined the ISA from the MOJ as transfers will get but a a promised billet in the army ranks. This infuriated Nicole, as she seemed to do all the trainings and pointless task, like bringing water buckets to the bath room, or clean up blood from the interrogation cell, Or clean up the Dog shit the men and women leave in the bathrooms. All of this gave a burning annoyance for the Young lass, who was as fiery as ever, but nothing changed, her life still went on in the end of it all, she still went to do her daily things, and her usual routine of hearing her dear sister and mother talk her ear off about random things that matter not to her.

One day came to her though, it was yet another beaming Late Morning- mid afternoons as Nicole was once again sitting in the gate waiting for some random white knight to either take her away or kill her for the betterment of her own boredom. Though a Strange Ensign came to the gate house that Morning as Nicole slumped backwards into the gate house. As she gazed the room a bearded man with Side burns made from the GOD above came up to the young lass "Good Morning Private Hope" he said, as Nicole took a good look at this person above her as she stood up noticing the uniform. A firm but sloppy salute came from the Young Hope as she rather stood up quickly- too quickly. "Morning Ensign....Uh" she said as she gazed him. A small but soft and warm smile came from the older man as he collected himself, putting his boots together, his posture was but utterly perfect for a mere ensign as he gave a nod He He said.

"Mein Name ish Vuiller, Duncan Vuiller, Du may refersh to meh ash so."

Fond memories came but of Nicole. Though As the Young Commadant Srgt. Slept in her quarters she dreamt a dream of a dream, where hear dear Papej and her were sailing the seas together on different ships. Though the dream was now turning differently as Duncan Waved his hat from a distance as he turned his ship to sail left, as Nicole turned to gaze him. Something In her heart Quacked with sorrow as she tilted her head in confusion. Nicole began having Flashes of him. From the First time they met in the gate house, to the time they shared Milkshakes with Jarad, To the time he Adopted her as his own, to the time he walked her down the aisle in her wedding day, To him gifting her her very own ship to the times they fought together. Duncan was a part of Nicole's life that had but stuck to her, In ways she never thought. But as she awoke to the news she but wailed and cried, knowing quite well what she dreamt was but a

Final goodbye.... 

(an occ messege for High!)

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I remember those times you rped with me, It was quite the time. You made gate house duty quite entertaining and made my time in the ISA a little bit more Interesting, every time I was on the gate house in old providence you were there also. I had but nothing else to say than thanks for the amount of rp and utter awesomeness you put into everything for me and for everyone else. I cannot wait to rp with you more and more In the future and I hope the RP you got from being Nicole's father was more than you anticipated, Im quite happy we met and I honestly cannot appreciate Duncan as a character anymore than it is. I cant wait to see your characters story unfold (as you play one of my sons!) and see what they may do or become in the future. Thanks HIGH_FIRE for the awesome memories. 

Happy Rping!

-Scarlet

 

[K_rusader 382]

Atherian Der Ryder stares at Duncan as he enters the Seven Skies. "It's been a few years old friend."

[Guzr 2050]

"Damn." Edwin said simply as another one of his friends pass. "Damn. . ."

[Harald 2875]

Sir Rev Vuiller would frown upon the discovery of Duncans body.. his entire body freezing in its place as he watched the bloody scene in disbelief.. Duncan.. his brother in law.. his once boss turned second hand.. he walked closer to the body his eyes scanning over the gruesome scene. "How.. how could this happen..." the center of the mans neck having been ripped out.. his eyes still open as they looked over Vuillermoz.. he ensured the body would be carried to the clinic to be properly taken cared of and readying it for burial within the Vuiller crypts.. after the aging man would get changed walking towards their family keeping, seeking out his triplet sister Ravn as well as her children. Rev needed to ensure they were safe, that they were fine.. He did not leave their side for the next days, cooking, cleaning and ensuring they had all they would need during this time of grief...

At one point while he was alone, standing upon the roof of their keep he would watch to the towers where Duncan had died.. still seeming to himself be in some kind of shock "H.. how brother.. who could be able to do this.. How were they able to do this... Your death will niet be in vain.. I promise vy.. as we shall meet one another soon again..."

 

 

Upon hearing the news of his fathers death Drasus Olivier Vuiller would enter a rage, the man throwing the chair he had sat upon into the walls of the keep, shouts of anger leaving him as he ran out of the keep.. his feet brining him to the Towers where his father had passed... falling to his knees in the pools of blood still staining the keep... No words left the young man as he sat there.. They had not spoken much over the last years.. his father as well as himself having been rather busy over the last years.. He sat there for hours on end.. not ready to fully believe that his father was actually gone...