The Felling of the Beast

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THE FELLING OF THE BEAST

 

 

IN MEMORIAM

371 - 426 E.S. 

Ser Viktor ‘the Beast’ Baruch

Dubbed Knight of the Marian Retinue by His Royal Majesty Sigismund III

 

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Viktor had always been a quiet man. Loyal. Obedient. Skilled with a blade. It seemed natural that the boy, a distant cousin of the Duke of Valwyck with nothing in the way of inheritance, devoted his life to the service of his King. And thus he did. A Sergeant in the Brotherhood of St. Karl, knighted both as a Ser of the Crow and the Marian Retinue, his life was one of service, struggle and violence. Any chance of it being otherwise crumbled with the annulment and loss of his children, save one. 

 

But alas, ‘the Beast’ did not lament. He did not mourn for what could have been. A life had been lived. His wasted youth had been avenged, for what time he lost guarding his wife from her kinslaying father had in the end, been well spent. At Southbridge his arrow brought Olivier the Elder down from the ramparts, and alongside his brothers he cut the man down. 

 

When the Imperials hung his comrades like dogs it was Ser Viktor who answered in kind. Without hesitation he rode into Orenia, his son at his side. There they burned manors, executed knights and slew noblemen and gentry alike. He was among those Ferrymen and knights of the Marian who stormed the Aster Palace, emerging with the Emperor himself in binds. For their cruelty, the Imperials had truly paid the price in blood.

 

Against the beasts of the Attenlund, the dagger-ears of Haelun’or, and the cravens of Providence, his blade struck true. Not once did it falter. At every battle fought by the Dual-Kingdom, Ser Viktor stood valiantly. In victory, in defeat, not once did he surrender. Not once was he captured. Not once was he crippled. Though, no man is above death.

 

It was not at the tip of a blade that Ser Viktor met his end. A final battle with plague proved too much for the aging knight to best. 

 

REST EASY, SON OF VALWYCK.

MAY GOD GUIDE YOUR SOUL TO THE SEVEN SKIES.

 

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His Excellency, Eirik M. Baruch, Lord Palatine of Hanseti-Ruska, Duke of Valwyck, Count of Ayr, Viscount of Voron, Baron of Gant, Laval, and Riveryn, Lord of Jorenstadt, Guardian of the Hanseti Coast.

 

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post by @indiana105 but he asked me to post so here we are. pour one out for old viktor baruch.

 

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Ser Reinhardt Barclay weeps for the loss of his old friend, and former squire “another fine knight lost”

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Matyas raised a mug of Carrion Black in honor of his once mentor and taskmaster before setting about commissioning a statue of the Valwyck Bears legend to be placed just outside the team's training complex.