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ONE GOD. ONE EMPEROR. ONE EMPRESS.

As penned by Lady Helena Charlotte Rochefort, 14th of Owyn’s Flame, 1868.

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The years amidst that Rochefortine’s life had been ever changing, lonesome and cruel - bound from one land unto the next. She recalled memories fond of the symphonies orchestrated in reverence of her Imperial home. The woman recalled the holy march against heathens that threatened the very foundations of GOD’s rightful throne. They remained vivid, lessons and teachings that had aged the Rochefortine into the fine wine her father adored. 

 

Though there was one memory, one recollection that beat louder than every drum amongst her mind, that never left her as her own mind grew weary. A promise. An oath. Uttered to the very father that challenged the system, the radical Lord Robert Foltest of Helvets - a man who stood only for what he wished to see. Rather than lay idle in a time that did not befit him.

 

Her promise to him: to loft their once revered house back upon the mantle it once claimed. It had been thirty years since that challenge and still, with a steel clad chest, she persevered. Even as she grew worn, her stature that of a lame mare, she plodded.  That very promise was to uphold her father’s intent - to kneel to the change he sought to see. To an Empire that would allow the House of Rochefort to blossom. 

 

While the House of Rochefort had heard of the Urguani-Orenian war fought great valor beneath Emperor Philip III, with the war being ended; the time of glory had just begun. Peace was formed - but nonetheless broken. But this peace that had been broken did not harm the House of Rochefort, instead it strengthened their utter loyalty to the Holy Orenian Empire; and to the rightful Emperor Peter Augustus IV.  He who is to succeed his mighty predecessors and to lead Our Holy Empire forward into the future. 

 

The time had arrived, where steel would be brandished and as the House of Rochefort had always done - to risk for the future they demanded. A future where ONE EMPIRE, ONE HUMANITY - could flourish.

 

It is within this recollection, the Lady of Rochefort would kneel before the rightful Emperor, Peter Augustus IV and march against the pretender. 

 

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Adeline Lorena Helvets-Rochefort scarcely gazed up from hell, a smirk adorning her features at her neice.

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22 minutes ago, Spicii said:

Adeline Lorena Helvets-Rochefort scarcely gazed up from hell, a smirk adorning her features at her neice.

That Rochefortine bellowed amongst her slumber, swearing she heard the drunken curses of her late Aunt.

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“Do as tho wilt.” murmurs Robert Foltest from the Void, giving a firm nod up to his only child.

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"Lady Helena lives up to her namesake well, the Empire shall weather this storm as it does every storm." John finishes his final letter before resting for the night.

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