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A Buckfort's Claim

 

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A true Rozanian Knight

 

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A boat creaked as it docked in a unspecified Harbor in Almaris. This ship has come all the way from Aeldin. A man suddenly steps off of the ship onto the dock, and immediately scrambles to find a quill, parchment, and a courier. And with this, the man named Esto Buckfort, would write a message to be sent all the way to the South to a land called Myrine.

 

To The Heathen 'Duke'

 

My name is Esto Buckfort, member of the Buckfort Dynasty of the Duchy of Rozania. When I arrived from Aeldin I was hoping to restore Rozania again, despite the failure of my disowned brother's descendents attempts after they tried to rebel against my father's Duchy in 40 SA. And even after the failed attempt of the Rouge Self-Proclaimed Jackalope Knight who seized the Jackalope Order after the Duchy's Collapse.

 

I will give you two options, although I prefer you take the first, just to make it easier for all of us and so no families will be ruined by senseless violence.

 

The first option is that the title of 'Duke of Rozania' is split into two titles, Rozania-Superioria to signify the Rozanians on the Northern isle. And Rozania-Inferiora, to signify the Rozanians on the Southern Isle, which would be the Duchy of Redclyf-Rozania. By picking the first option you can peacefully remain in calling yourselves the Duchy of Redclyf-Rozania, and a home for Rozanians, and an agreement to Friendship is recommended to be signed. By picking the first option we will renounce any claim we have on the Southern Isle, just as you have renounced your claim on anything in the Northern Isle.

 

The second option is the worst option to pick, which will put pain on both of our people's, will ruin lives and families, all over a name. That option is war between us, to decide who shall hold the full title of the Rozanians, the Mösu or the Buckfort?

 

Choose Wisely, Mösu Duke.

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Signed,

Duke Esto Buckfort, of Old Rozania

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1 minute ago, TrueProfessor said:

Uhtred would be relaxing near du-loc with his friend Olog, a red banner guard would come up to him and bring him a paper about the Buckfort claim, he would put it in his pocket and return home to Redclyf, after eating a huge ass meal, he would go to the bathroom and take a big shit, and he would use said paper to wipe *

What the ****

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Rhoda Skellig sauntered out of the Redclyf tavern and blinked, eyes adjusting once more to the bright desert sun, its clement warmth relaxing her after the chill of the dark tavern. Around her, Redclyf's citizens bustled industriously, whether venturing into the tavern for a bite of breakfast or bracingly strolling to their merchant stalls.

 

She walked across the way casually to the city's notice board, just as a Red Bannerman finished tacking up some new edict. The notice board was becoming full to bursting, opportunities brimming for Redclyf's citizens to join the Red Banner, or to work in the tavern or clinics, or to serve Almar in the Sisterhood of the Lady. Her survey of the announcements complete, Rhoda turned her attention to the freshly plastered edict, squinting at the officious announcement with bemusement.

 

She skimmed the missive, then with a droll chuckle and shake of her head, tore the edict down. "I don't know why all these faux-Rozanian nobodies keep coming out of the woodwork," she commented to herself dryly, "But at this point, they're just embarrassing themselves."

 

So saying, she crumpled the edict into a ball and, as she resumed her leisurely walk back to her home, tossed it gaily into a barrel of manure.

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A blue goblin would find himself roused from his sleep. Something felt wrong, and as he read the latest goings-on of Rozania, he felt the bloodlust nagging at the back of his mind.
Redclyf would fall.
Krug wills it.
And Gnacks shall be his hand.

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26 minutes ago, satinkira said:
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Stop.

Agreed.

 

 

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An old ass Rozanian exile by the name of Oisin O'Breathnach Roza looks at the missive from his island of Cahir, then sighs in exhaustion "Should I just go back and kill them all again? It appears I missed a few during the last war."

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While the streets of Redclyf were indeed bustling with life of both citizens from all backgrounds and creeds and travelers who had come with the intention to see the local area or sell or perhaps even buy wares in Myrine, there stood a manor at one of the corners in the city. This Manor was the formal ducal manor of the Duchy of Drusco before the collapse of Savoy and more recently before the Duchy of Redclyf-Rozania had moved into the once deserted city. But this Manor was no longer the Manor of a duke but rather the Manor of the Head of House Mösu and his family. From the outside one could mainly hear violent coughing and the sounds of someone vomiting instead of the sounds of children joyfully playing.

 

Suddenly a Red Bannerman would knock on the door of the household, wearing a crow mask that had its beak filled with flowers and nice smelling herbs in the hopes that it would keep him safe from infection. Soon a maid, wearing a small cloth mask over her mouth. opened the door and was greeted with seeing the soldier waiting patiently outside before she was given a parchment by said soldier which was to be given to Sir Ragnarr Mösu "Barbarossa", the lord of the manor and an important official in the Duchy. The maid gave a quick nod when she had been told to whom it was intended for before closing the door and scurrying off to give it to Ragnarr.

 

Ragnarr soon found himself within the possession of the parchment, reading it from within his bedroom and room which he had decided to quarantine himself in, not wanting to spread the plague onto the citizens who joyfully and peacefully roamed the streets. "As if he is in a position to make demands..." He would cough violently "Especially after having been gone for such a long tim-" Suddenly he shifted to his side, throwing up into a bucket which he keep close to his side for he did not want to throw up onto his beautiful mat which covered his floor. "By the Allfather... He even threatens war when he barely even has an army to support him... More like a small retinue if anything." He chuckled to himself before turning serious, grabbing a quill and paper as he began to write, saying the words out loud to himself as he wrote them. 

"If Esto Buckfort and his followers want war.." He coughed once again "Then they shall not die in their beds surrounded by friends and loved ones but at the walls of Myrine! Their bodies will be unrecognizable for their flesh shall be made into a feast for ravens and stray hounds... Their blood, sweat, tears, and toil but most importantly, names will not be remembered-" He'd cough "but what will be remembered is how their bodies filled the fields & hills of Redclyf-Rozania! Dying in a false, useless, and foolish cause that would only lead to their own Doom!" He stopped writing after having put his signature on it and put the quill down he thought for a second as he tried to ward off the whispers that were filling his ears and mind with demands and pleas before rising to his feet and making sure the note was handed to his housekeeper/maid who would hammer it onto the notice board for all to see. A warning to Esto Buckfort of what he would meet in Redclyf if he was to follow through with option two...

 

 

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Roland would shake his head after reading the missive he'd mutter to himself "The same buckfort I'd spoken to in Vienne whom I'd invited back to Redclyf with open arms. Not even a saint's day later to go and make claims such as this...a man needs to know when to give up"

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Esta Buckfort blinks a couple of times “Who is this guy? My twin is also called Esto…a liar maybe?”

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Kane Redfist raised a brow upon hearing the news "Ah've seen all teh kids o' William, but whot teh fok's an Esto an' why is he tryin' to claim somethin' that is not his?" he shrugged "Ah can't believe there's realleh someone impersonatin' a Buckfort to beh able to claim teh title" the man declared, shaking his head "Pathetic..."

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Otto wonders what the **** a Buckfort is

Cardinal Viktor wonders what the **** a Buckfort is

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