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THE SUN SETS OVER SAVOY

A Crown’s Final Decree

 

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Penned by the hand of

Renata Adelina

and decreed to all the Realm.

 

4th of Sun's Smile, 76 S.A.

 


 

PREFACE

Since the dawn of this nation in the time of my late grandfather, Olivier Renault, the Savoyard people have seen many a sunrise emerge over the barren horizon of the southern sands. Yet even the desert can not always be bathed in sunlight, as hot and unyielding as its presence may seem. For the past century, Savoy has made a name for itself. Stories were woven and lives were shared, but for the past several years, it has been made evident that such joyful times are no longer upon us. It is as they say: all good things must one day come to an end.

 

However, my priority since my inheritance of the crown has always been the Savoyard people, and such will remain until the very final moments of its existence. The families who once served my grandfather continued on to serve my father, brother, and myself throughout crisis and turmoil. The loyalty of the good men of Savoy will not be forgotten, and the debt of their unwavering service will be repaid to the best of one woman’s ability. It is my vow that these great houses will not be left without purchase following Savoy’s dissolution.

 

This is my final decree as the last Sovereign of Savoy.

 


 

THE FUTURE OF SAVOY

 

I. THE CROWN

The crown of the Principality of Savoy will no longer be able to be borne by any man nor woman, in physicality or name. 

 

II. THE PRINCIPALITY

The title of the Principality of Savoy will no longer exist and cannot be held by any man nor woman.

 

III. THE INHERITANCE

All individuals who bear Ashford blood will no longer hold any claim to the Principality of Savoy title, as it will hereby cease to exist. Any so-called claimant will be seen as illegitimate and fraudulent. 

 

III. THE LAND

The lands that belonged to the Principality of Savoy and its vassals will return to nature and God Himself, aside from those few fiefs that choose to remain independent upon the land.

 


 

THE SUBJECTS OF SAVOY

 

I. THE MARGRAVIATE OF LVINSK

The Noble House of Jazloviecki and the people of Lvinsk will be granted land within the Kingdom of Oren as agreed to by King Frederick I. 

 

II. THE DAELISH ISLES

The Daelish people will be granted their independence to develop Daeland as a settlement of its own, separate from any nation.

 

III. THE LANDGRAVIATE OF ALSTREIM

The Noble House of Alstreim and the people of Merryweather and Alstreim will be granted land within the Kingdom of Oren as agreed to by King Frederick I.

 

IV. THE COUNTY OF FREIMARK

The title of the County of Freimark will be granted to Prince Johann Barclay, to be inherited by his heirs.

 

V. THE HEXER CREED

The Hexer creed will be freed from any previous contract with the Principality of Savoy to continue their practice separate from any nation. Their granted lands will become independent and securely their own.

 

VI. ALL OTHER LANDED VASSALS OF THE PRINCIPALITY OF SAVOY

All other landed communities will be granted their independence to pursue a future in whichever method they may desire.

 

 


IN NOMINE DEI,

Her Serene Highness, Renata I, Princess of Savoy, Duchess of Corazon, Countess of San Luciano and Sarissa, Baroness of Brynnrose and etcetera

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Karl was content the legacy of his father and uncle would live on through Johann in some capacity at least.

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 Casimir looked at the gathered Daelish-Vistulian people. They worked hard, as constructions were being taken down, and at the same time in different parts of the isles new houses and workshops were being built.
“Jasna.” Casimir would gently call out, rubbing his right hand at where not so long ago he was stabbed with a blighted dagger. “Moi has a favour of yu to ask.”

 

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 Radaghastians and musins gathered around an empty field, which not too long ago was harvested from its wheat. Casimir stood by Yelenas side, observing as Jasna would put on a flower crown, clad in traditional ritual dress.

 Bratski. Sestra.” Piast Casimir called out, having people look towards him.

“A decade ago we were but a handful of travellers spread around the world. A few years ago, we were but a small mercenary company. Year ago we were a small community. Now for the last six months we are a united Radaghastian piastdom. A dream of many from the past.”
Raising his hand, Casimir motioned for Jasna to begin. Vojaks around her would light gathered and later dried hay on fire. Flames would light up the field as sun was slowly setting, and Jasna amongst them began her enthusiastic ritual dance, treading carefully not to harm herself, spinning, and gently like a fox in a hunt jumping from a clump of grass to another. It was a truly mesmerising show.
“Now we stand UNITED! With our Daelish brethren, with our brave Musin! We stand under a single banner of Daeland-Vistulia! Time has come to finally see ourselves become more than just a small spark in people's minds!"

 

 HVALA RADAGHAST! HVALA ISKRYCE! HVALA DAELAND! HVALA VISTULIA!

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Sister Gabrielle packed a small bag, having very few possessions to her name these days. She recounted a time in her youth when she walked the streets of San Luciano in elegant gowns, arm in arm with her friends and family. They were times long past now, mere memories in the back of her mind. An old ribbon lingered in her hand, an item she'd held onto since her youth. She let it slip through her fingers, and it fluttered to the floor to be left there. She let out a small breath, mumbling to herself. "So this is God's will for my people, and for me. So be it."

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A former resident of Myrine sighs as his homeland is once again left to the elements. With the missive in hand, the man rode off to a destination unknown.

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Borys sighs from the Seven Skies as his nation disappeared from the map of Almaris, but not from his heart

 

Maciej signs the Lorraine as he and his family finally settled in the new land "May the Argent Sun smile at us at all time" He looks up at the cloudless sky "Be proud of us father" Komes of Grodno said to himself before coming inside the keep to hang the Savoyard Banner on the wall, the very same one that hung in Lvinsk 

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Sebastian Velho would grip the missive tightly in his hands, allowing a large exhale to leave his mouth. He had known this was coming for some time, but to actually read the missive punched him in his gut. A single splatter would hit the page, as he left Lvinsk and looked up from it to leave the southern lands of Savoy, the place where he had spent the majority of his life, for a final time.

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For once in its black immortality an ancient evil does not savor the night. With the Savoyard Sun set, it sheds its mortal face, discards its tabards, and renders its manufactured identity down into a vague memory as it weightlessly recedes into its crypt. Stone grinds as its sarcophagus lid reveals a bed of coins and it crawls in, retreating to its mental fortress to contemplate the next age. It mourns but briefly.

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With the last of the Alstreim men gathered before King Corwin's monument, Roy Mor, their Daelish cousin, exchanged a few words with the Landgrave before fetching his pipes, soon sounding off a Daelish dirge. The Daelishman played on through the dim evening once the sun has set, earnestly mourning the loss of their land and their Princess.

 

 

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Hieromonk Ernst signs the Hussariya, praying for those who, like him, used to call Savoy their home.

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Arthur Komnenos cannot wait to explore the ruins  of all the remains of the newly independent nations and settlements of savoy in 2 saint months

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Savoy, gone..

Dante pops a grape into his mouth, looking quite cheered up. Maybe it's time to give Rozania a try, then.

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