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[In The Land Of Die Grafschaft Minitz]




 

The Dawn rises, bringing a new day gifted by GOTT, waking the peaceful town of Minitz.

Welcoming the new day, Orion Adler sits atop the newly contracted walls surrounding the town. Behind him, town folk starts bustling about their morning.
A smile reaches his lips, "GOTT has truly blessed Minitz"  he thinks about the memories of how everything came to be. And how far they have come. Some will say it was by a miracle.
A prayer he would speak for the people of Minitz, for it is the people that make this town what it is.
A Prayer he has been reciting for the past eleven years.

"GOTT bless the hearts of the citizens, the strength of the Theodoric Warriors, the harvest, and livestock. GOTT bless the Graf for his leadership and the Chieftain for his bravery. Amen"

Orion looks over his shoulder at the town and its people, his home. A place where he wishes to live his long elven years in, be it GOTT's will.  He pledges to protect Minitz, be it with his sword as a Theodoric warrior or by his words as Lawspeaker. For this town and its people, he will shed his blood. 

"Father!" a young elf boy calls out as he runs towards the wall that Orion sits on, His smile grew at the sight of the boy, his son, Tobias Adler. "What is it, son?" Orion asked as he climbed down the wall.
"Siegfried, is asking for you" Tobias replies. Orion pats his son's head "the Chieftain needs me? well then, let us not keep him waiting."

As Orion walks down the road with his son, a feeling of gratitude settles in his heart. The elf looks up at the clear, bright sky.

"GOTT, Bless My Home"

 

[GoodGuyMatt 7060]

The Graf of Minitz would likewise take the occasional stroll around the lands, utilizing the little free time he had to clear his mind whenever he wasn't attending to the war preparations. He'd smile, thankful for all that GOTT has allowed him and Minitz to achieve through the wise leadership that surrounded him, the elf Lawspeaker included.

[argonian 12836]

"GOD I LOVE MINITZ," Stanimar randomly yells at the woman packaging his bread at the local bakery. She offers a polite smile and nod before asking for his immediate barring the moment he left.

[Capt_Chief26 1205]

The squire of Minitz, Wilhelm “Bill” Barclay sat on bench in his home of the County of Minitz as he sharpened his longsword for the coming battles. As the young man worked he sang an old song in his native tongue of Waldenian.

[Optimus420 1732]

The Margrave of Velen, Leopold von Reuss, walked amidst his kin and bannermen, speaking to them as he always had. He watched his children run amuck around his keep, he smiled while knowing the realm he built is far from complete, he gave thanks unto GOTT and carried amongst his duties in lieu of the battle to come. They all knew, but it is always calmest before the storm. 

[Zemzy_Oakheart 167]

The young Blume Herrlichkeit would be sitting down amongst the good boys of Minitz, petting each of the puppers as she'd run the usual morning debates amongst her furred peers. She would occasionally look up from her discussions to observe the street as men would begin to bustle amongst the tavern & fields, even seeing Uncle Orion & Cousin Tobias walk by with a friendly wave.

 

"Mowrning, Tobi~! Mowrning, uncle Owri~!" She call out to the two, waving back with a delighted smile.

 

Blume loved her home, her family, & her neighbors; she felt blessed to be a part of such a cozy village that kept up on news with one another, blessed to be able to play with her army of chimkins (chickens) that tend to peck aggressively at the seeds she'd find. But most importantly, she felt blessed for the safety she felt from her family & neighbors most of all; between everything she remembered over the months & talk of news floating around, Blume felt hopeful for the future as long as she had her family nearby.