A Flame in the Eagle's Nest

[MeteorDragon 3441]

= A Flame in the Eagle’s Nest = -

 

Art by Tithi Luadthong

 

 

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Screams of terror flowed through the city of Balian as flames bellowed from the windows of the main floor of the Vuiller Household. The smell of burning wood was heard alongside the crackles of the structures that held together the inside of the building. Flames burst out from the room with a scalding intensity. Though, there was not a sound of human life coming from the building.

 

Those who tried to enter were met with a jammed door that had been coated in flames and yet this wasn’t the worst to come. Mere moments after the roaring fire had been noticed, a loud BOOM rocked the home, stone crumbling within the home. With the explosion, flames burst out from the window for but a moment, shards of glass being flung from the building.

 

After a while, the flames had all but died down, only a few cinders remaining. Once the Balian folk were able to enter the building, they could find three things, a destroyed building, a completely charred corpse that had been destroyed beyond all recognition, and a leather bound book with notes written within. Such a notebook’s first page wrote the following, “In Case of My Death, By Kristian Harald Vuiller.”

 

Some reports after the events stated sights of a few folk running from the flames right as they’d started. However, no one could be sure of who they truly were.

 

 

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The following are the different pages in the Notebook, each one holding a title as to whom it’s addressed.

 

To Rosemary Vuiller, @SapphirePool

Spoiler

Dearest Love, I truly am sorry that something's happened. I wish I could have lived to be a grandparent with you, we were so close to it as well. Do note, I never regretted my life with you, I'd do it again in a heartbeat. My only wish is that I was able to bake more sweets for you.

 

To Johanne Vuiller, @tadabug2000

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To my beloved daughter, I know you'll make for a great head of the family as well as a great Mother to some amazing children. Wish I was able to see what you will become, though you've made me proud with who you've become so far. Greatness lies ahead.

 

To Samuel Vuiller, @ScarletFrisket

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To my beloved son, your goals to become a Holy Knight will not be in vain. I wish I was able to see you succeed in such, but it appears I am too late.

 

To Rev and Diane Vuiller, @Harald @PrettyCuteAnna

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To my beloved parents, I'm sorry you'll lived longer than I, but I hope you both have a more peaceful life after. Forever, I am grateful for being your son, even if I didn't seem so. I'll miss you, but try not to miss me too much.

 

To Kristofer Vuiller, @Cjmate

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To my brother, it's a shame we never did much together, but I'm glad to have been confused for you on several occasions even though we're not twins.

OOC:

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OOC: Thank you for reading, though I must reiterate that I never said it was a PK post : )

 

[Harald 2875]

Sir Rev Vuiller, the Count of Aquilea and Seneschal of Balian would come upon horse back towards the city of Atrus, seeing the smoke over the city. He'd quickly ride towards the gates entering the city, his eyes looking towards the smoke as he noticed it came from behind the palace.. he'd kick the side of his horse riding through the Palace towards his family home.. The flames having died down as he saw members of the Company around the burnt home.. A panic and rage in the man as he asked of what had occurred. "We found this within the home Sir, next to a burnt corps.." his eyes flickered.. his heart stopping for a moment as he looked towards the notebook he had given his oldest son decades ago. Trying to speak while only stutters of words would leave him.. the aged man falling to his knees as he looked to the book brushing its leather bindings over with his fingers.. "It can't be.. He.. he can't be gone.."  Was all that left the Rev, as his heart broke knowing the truth of the fate that had befallen his oldest son..

[SapphirePool 1360]

Cold, shaking, tears

 

"Oh, I almost forgot!" Rosemary Vuiller walked over to her husband Kristian as he cooked within the kitchen. She leaned over, giving him a soft peck on the cheek "I love you. Can you imagine? We will be grandparents!". Kristian looked back to her, that soft smile always present on his gentle face "Aye, ah love you too. Ah know you will be a fine grandmother." they stepped apart "Can you get a few things from the market? Oh, and don't read the list till you get there" 

 

Coughs, sobs, fear

 

 The aging woman thought little of the strange 'list' left in her care. She heeded her husbands wish, only reading the contents after reaching the market and finishing her personal shopping. A feeling, small and fleeting sent a strike of fear into her. She cut her trip short, treking back to the Vuiller residence with her basket of goods.

 

Thump

 

The basket hit the dirt path as a scream pierced the air

"PAPA!"

 

That evening, as rosemary sat on the floor of the clinic covered in soot in a mix of anguish for her husband and relief for her daughter, she thought of the note.

Soot now covered it. 

[AnimeWolf0080 1509]

Laurelie didn't really know the man however she felt for the rest of her family. Rest in flames uncle!

[tadabug2000 4918]

Lady Johanne Vuiller, daughter of Kristian Vuiller was on the second floor of their home when the attack took place. Three months along in her pregnancy, she was comparing swatches of cloth so she might decide what to make a baby blanket out of before she got much further along.

The sound of shattering glass followed the smell of smoke and her shouts down to her father went unanswered. She called for the guards, for help, as she'd wrap her veil around her mouth and nose, having collapsed to the ground by the railing.

By some form of luck, those heard her and saved the pregnant heiress of Vuiller before she may have succumbed to the fire as well.

Unconscious in the clinic, as her fathers burnt body laid in their home.

 

Spoiler

Sadge

 

[Frisket 4538]

[!] From afar, galloping would be heard, the heat extreamly tougher in the dunes as Samuel crossed the badlands 

 

From afar the young man would see the smoke, or what would be left of it. He came to the outside stables and dismounted his stallion, as she walked the steps  of the Grand duchy, He looked at the burnt building; he heard the weeping from afar as  he heard whispers, yet only one sentence was caught from all the gossips and whispering critics.  "He's dead isn't he.....The oldest son of the Vuillers" . To him  shocking and Unbelievable,  he placed his hands inside his  coat pockets and walked to the gazebo. Samuel then found a letter written for him, he picked it up and went to the roof top, as he grabbed a chair and leaned back from it staring at the palace. Opening it, he began reading the first words.  His own father recognizing a dream, one that died with his Uncle, and now is his own. A small sigh came from the man as Samuel broke a tear. He later went and exited Balian.

From there, he went to his favorite tree, beaten parts of the tree would seem to have cracks on them, as Samuel nailed the letter on the tree. He removed his top and wrapped his hands with bandages, as he took up his favored form hlding his hands up infront of his face , three inches away from the nose and placing his left leg, which was his power stance leg, and threw a solid jab.

BAM!
BAM!
BAM!

 

After some time, samuel seemed to be angered, crying and sobbing alone infornt of a tree

 

Not even his own strength could bring his old man back, and was crushed to know he wasted his time, which could of been spent with him.

"Oi promise ye', I wont fail ye' pa, juss watch meh"

[RedeemedAidan 1125]

 

Aldrych was casually sipping his apple juice at the bar out west in Helious. When his mother came with the news regarding Kristain's death, causing him to spit his apple juice everywhere, a saddened frown curling upon his face.

[EmiliainWonderland 2309]

Upon hearing the news, Eryane sighed. Her favorite uncle had passed after she had only seen him a few saint's days ago. She already missed him, they had been growing closer. It's a shame she'd never really know him now. Chloe de Rosius sighed hearing the news, she looked to her husband @Cjmate

"We will be ok, cheri. It seems it's time to mourn the loss of a wonderful man." Chloe hardly knew Kristian, but she knew his daughter and admired Johanne, Johanne reminded her of her favorite aunt of Kristofer's with whom she shared the structure of her arms.  

[annabanana1014 2084]

Diana Vuiller would have wept as soon as she saw her son's body, burnt by the flames. She would have comforted her husband, embracing him in her arms for a few moments...

 

"My love, I will fix him up for burial..."

 

She spoke quietly to her husband as she went to proceed to bring Kristian to the hospital. She went to prepare his body for burial as she did for the rest of her passed members.

 

"I hope you are resting well... I hope I was the mother that you needed, and I am ever so thankful for you accepting me to the family... Thank you, my son... I wish we had more time together, but I am glad for all of what you trusted me with before..."

[Cjmate 1270]

17 hours ago, EmiliainWonderland said:

Upon hearing the news, Eryane sighed. Her favorite uncle had passed after she had only seen him a few saint's days ago. She already missed him, they had been growing closer. It's a shame she'd never really know him now. Chloe de Rosius sighed hearing the news, she looked to her husband @Cjmate

"We will be ok, cheri. It seems it's time to mourn the loss of a wonderful man." Chloe hardly knew Kristian, but she knew his daughter and admired Johanne, Johanne reminded her of her favorite aunt of Kristofer's with whom she shared the structure of her arms.  

 

Kristofer, having never spared the time to better know his brother, returned home with regret to play the piano in quiet solace and solitude late into that fiery night. He remained there, alone for several days in quiet contemplation.