seannie 6832 Popular Post Share Posted October 5, 2022 A PROCLAMATION ON THE ELECTION OF THE LORD OF THE HARVEST AND THE ESTABLISHMENT OF THE UNITED KINGDOM OF AAUN 3rd of Harren’s Folly, 1892 THE AAUNIC VISION TO UNDO DISASTER, Peace be upon you all. In adherence to the terms of the Pact Sealed, the Harvest Lords do hereby dissolve the Harvest Confederacy and proclaim its successor – the United Kingdom of Aaun. Today, it is often said that Humanity has been reduced to a disunited rabble, fit to rule over little more than farms and forests. Some even claim that the Age of Man has come to an end, and that the duty of wise and steady rule has fallen to Dwarvenkind, or even the Elves. Yet there is but one thing that separates this despair from reality -- history. Hear us clear: this Century of Humiliation is nearing its close. The long years of the 19th Century have not looked kindly upon the sons and daughters of Horen, and much of this misfortune was sown by our own hands. Disunity has been stoked; selfish opportunism grabbed. Heresy, corruption, and civil war now stain our history books. The days of the Empire may be over, but the days of Mankind are not. In this time, we come together once more and join in our shared wisdom to the reflection of this last age. Thus, we conclude and declare that Man must put aside his differences, and assert no longer that one is greater than the other, and this must be true in many senses. We proffer charity to all, and malice to none, so that we may build a better future for Humanity, free from the grudges and bitter hatreds of our antiquity. ===================================================================== The United Kingdom of Aaun shall be no easy task to implement - there is governance to be formed, rights to be established, laws to be written. But it is the heritage of men to do not what is easy, but what is difficult. We rise to the challenge, and carve out a future of splendor and wealth for ourselves, and our generations to come. In tandem with the aristocracy of the Realm, it shall be our prerogative that we see this new Realm established with a common sense of respect and inclusivity. We shall see to the limitation of royal authority, so that one man may no longer be responsible for the wanton ruination of many. He shall be kept in balance with the collective authority of the nobility themselves. We shall see the nobility organized under one body of governance, to best together arbitrate their desires and qualms within a function overseen by a Grand Peer. We shall see the affirmation of the nobility’s right to maintain their arms in the defense of both their own land, and that of the Realm. We shall see to the people’s inherently entrenched Rights of Man and Nenzing forevermore respected. We shall see to the end of wanton wars, and instead express our desire to join our Canonist brethren of Petra, Balian, Haense, and Sedan in a league of alliances befitting humanity. And we shall see to many more, both to be proposed by the Crown and Nobility. It will be in the coming years that our national polity shall form itself into the vision we imagine this day, throughout countless trials, and assemblies. Aaun shall be formed out of mutual respect, common decency, and a desire to improve. This we do promise to our subjects in perpetuity. “Who shall escape His sight? All things live and perish before Him, and even the mountains are but shifting dunes in His eye.” Spirit 3:9-10 Alstion est imperare orbi universo, Prince of Alstion, Charles Alstion 35 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
milkyi 1495 Share Posted October 5, 2022 Yvaine Beitris of Acre still farms the same as she always did. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
rukio 8910 Share Posted October 5, 2022 Wilfred of Acre simply weeps from the rowboat on which he sails the ocean with a dear 'friend'. "This fool has gone and become what Acre sought to destroy." He'd lament in despair, casting off his levyman armor in deep shame. "Forever shall I grieve the loss of Gustaf and Hannes, what evil came next..." Thereafter wishing he were on solid ground once more to farm, as one did. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
LithiumSedai 4835 Share Posted October 5, 2022 Sister Calliope wiped yet another tear off her cheek as she reviewed the missive, mailed to Corwinsburg minutes after its inception. "Let it be known that our father's sacrifice, and that of his Nauzican comrades, was not in vain- and that Alstreim's ancient oath was fulfilled." 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
cruzazul 2806 Share Posted October 5, 2022 Richard Jrent muses over old Nauzican handbooks, pointing over a line from the fabled Horen loyalist John Motney. “True gold does not fear the test of fires.” 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Capt_Chief26 1205 Share Posted October 5, 2022 Wilhelm Barclay prays for the new kingdom and prepares for his squire trials 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Crevel 4727 Share Posted October 5, 2022 Petyr, a young Haeseni farmhand, would hear of the news from his father's mouth. A new wayward power in the East that wishes to unite Man under a common cause. Still in his late adolescent years, he could not fully comprehend the history and the effects of such a movement. Regardless, he would find it interesting, and it will likely be an idea kept with him for quite some time. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
subatomic 1095 Share Posted October 5, 2022 Markus Mudd read the missive in his manly polar bear fur-coated throne. He sighed and jolted his head towards the northern sky, embracing the cold air. He then stroked his beard and looked back down at the text. A quiet laugh escaped the mouth of the mercenary before turning towards his brother, a faint sentence escaped his mouth. "That's crazy." 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
_Sheylo_ 979 Share Posted October 5, 2022 A mali'thill, upon a high tower looks away from the book that he studied with a slight touch of a hum. A lift of the chin, "Huh. That confederacy did not last long.. A supposed welcome to the new Oren." A boyish snort, "Aaun. A strange name." Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
MRCHENN 3663 Share Posted October 5, 2022 Deyvid Ivanovich grasped the missive, and upon reading it, therefore translates it to his fellow kinsmen; “Lo, and behold, for the united Oren and heartlander hegemony has come to a halting stop (of course, we had no part in supporting half-men and heathen in this effort to betray our own kind) of this Century of Humiliation. After Twenty-Four long years, we will rebuild the crippling status of humanity (that we Alstions had no part in aiding, but rather betraying at every turn), to our own liking. Ave the Kingdom of Yawn!” 8 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
poki 354 Share Posted October 5, 2022 Sviatoslav snored, sleeping well and away. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Borin 5245 Share Posted October 5, 2022 Cardinal Viktor points and laughs at those who hadn't read the Holy Scrolls 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kaladin Stormblessed 614 Share Posted October 5, 2022 Sir George Obediah chuckles at the irony. "There is no king but us..." He mumbles to himself, perhaps mockingly. "Bullshit. the death of two men, Gustaf and Hannes, is all it took for Acre to become the very thing they swore to destroy." He clicks his tongue "So their goal, their ideals, everything they fought for and won — all are meaningless" — "We shall see if the Prince of Alstion will be able to overcome their rebellious tendencies against authority." He said, and with that, he crumpled the missive that he stumbled upon, a frown appeared upon his expressions "No king but us... Your late leaders are rolling in their graves" 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mister_Gavin 287 Share Posted October 8, 2022 Without a word, the Green Clad Grillmeister of Acre stole into the keep in the middle of night. No one questioned his presence or his entrance, for he was of them and not a stranger to the castle. Gawain was last spotted sprinting across the bridge over the lake at midnight, a gunny sack clanging as he stole off with several precious relics from the sack of Vienne and several kitchen utensils! He wept during his triumphal thievery, however, for what once was, was no longer, and could never be again. All that was left of his grand time in Acre was dust and echoes. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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