farmerclown 3911 Share Posted December 7, 2022 The Peace of Forests and Stars 10th of Snow’s Maiden, 106 S.A. Preamble The parties of The Principality of Celia’nor and The Crown of Amaethea, henceforth referred to as the signatories, hereby agree to a pact of non-aggression, the duration of which will last ten years. Additionally, the signatories will adhere to each of the following articles stated within this agreement. Terms of Non-Aggression I. The Signatories will adhere to an agreement of non-aggression between their realms, and will not incite conflict between them. Should this be infringed upon, the Signatories will meet regarding the stance of this pact. II. The Crown of Amaethea and the Principality of Celia’nor recognize each other’s Realms as independent lands ruled by their respective monarchs, and will make no attempt to subvert those authorities governing them. III. The Signatories agree to engage in trade with each other, whether it be through monetary exchange or bartering. IV.The Signatories will allow free passage for civilians and refugees through their respective territories, under the law of both nations. AY’PUERAN; Valyris Ibarellan, Princess of Celia’nor, Queen of Gladewynn, Princess of the Alders, Princess of Alderyn, High Empyrean Princess, Sole-Proprieter of Gladewynn, Protector of the High Elves, High Magus of the Arcanic Court, etc. Uell Ito Maruthiran, His Royal Highness, Acanthus Onar Daesmon Silma, High Prince of Amaethea & Elvendom, and Prince of Thorns 11 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
TeawithFrisket 2633 Share Posted December 7, 2022 “I once told my daughter, that she cannot fix a paper with tree sap, or you can’t fix a broken heart with mere sorry’s. Peace is peace, but it doesn’t mend the acid molded by others affected by past mistakes.” The heiress raises a glass of whiskey however in the end of her lone rant ”To peace amongst the western skies… if they even consider it peace” 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pancho 2527 Share Posted December 8, 2022 A ship would be seen sailing from Amaethea donning the banner of a golden fox, a symbol of a passing age gone to the testaments of time. If one looked closely, they could see the crimson red hair of a disgraced prince, turned downwards reading the missive. He would tuck it into his coat, the boat slowly churning with each passing wave. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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