LazyBacon220 262 Share Posted February 1, 2023 Casimir Marius Vilac read the missive, tears fell off of his cheeks, landing onto the parchment. "I will be by your side Uncle. To the very end. Haense has taken too much from us. Renilde has taken too much from us. It is only right we take something from her." He folded the missive, placing it carefully into his pocket as he walked out of his new home in Balian. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
rukio 8908 Share Posted February 1, 2023 "How far death spreads and how quickly chaos descends when the heart overrules the mind- when lust ignores reason." Muses a particular 'Thill of blue eyes and white hair upon reading the missive. "If only one bed had been kept to...how many more will die?" Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
TotallyNotSaint 137 Share Posted February 1, 2023 August Vilac sat on the edge of his bed, arms resting on his knees as he contemplated his new life in Balian. "No matter what, I am still of Petra. Where ever my uncle is I will stand by him." He'd shake his head as he rose. "Ave Petra." He'd whisper to himself as he left his room. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Milenkhov 4425 Share Posted February 1, 2023 Spoiler Offering my services as champion and representative for each party willing and wishing to take that route. Contact me if you have interest in guaranteed victory and triumph from one with much merit in martial artistry! 10 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
MaltaMoss 1720 Share Posted February 1, 2023 The Mareno's eyes scanned the declaration, Valentin feeling a sense of burning hatred fire up in his chest. "No right." He muttered, swearing silently to himself. "The Penny Duke has no right to be making demands, let alone demands for honor." 6 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
esotericas 1470 Share Posted February 1, 2023 As Manon Yvaine heard news of the duel, a weak sigh crept from her chest. She murmured an oft-spoken phrase, with as much care and worry as every time before. "You'd better not die, Marius Audemar." It echoed off the cold stone walls of her lab, empty save for herself. "One man can only escape death so many times, but... let this not be the day your luck changes." Manon set aside her brewing and pulled out a piece of paper, settling in to write a letter to that disgraced Prince. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
MunaZaldrizoti 5623 Share Posted February 1, 2023 The youngest of the exiled Archduke's nieces, Lydia of Balian, would catch wind of the duel as word reached the Palatio Monterosa. The girl drew in a deep breath, imagining the worst outcome. Of course, he was her uncle, so she had to believe he might prevail and live his days in exile contented. But after Cloudbreaker's vicious siege, the princess knew that life was not as fanciful as she had previously believed. "Sir Vassilios...I wish to attend my uncle's duel." Spoiler @jcbeno 8 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Knight of Elken 484 Share Posted February 1, 2023 Sir Milonir of Whitehall, Hero of the Petra, prepared to watch his Prince slay this dejected shadow of an archduke. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
crazedpudding 2019 Share Posted February 1, 2023 Josefina Barclay shook her head. "Vy'd think that after his men were defeated by the Prinzen, he'd think twice about challenging him." 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
koanda 620 Share Posted February 1, 2023 "So much blood spilt. May this be the last." Livia remarked, watching from the Seven without another word. 5 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
excited 10831 Share Posted February 1, 2023 1 hour ago, koanda said: "So much blood spilt. May this be the last." Livia remarked, watching from the Seven without another word. The Unspoken shouldered a familiar Star Steel sword, a tear leaving his eye. Others celebrated; others triumphed. All that Paul Montalt could feel was the grief of murdering his best friend's younger sister. Nonetheless, the Grand Knight carried both swords now, one wrought of Thanhic steel and the other forged from the sterling-hued cometsteel. Livia would not soon be forgotten. 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sarven 1605 Share Posted February 1, 2023 "A duel of chivalry and honour.." Yvian would loft his brows reading the missive "GOTT shall decide who is most righteous though this contest of arms!" he'd proclaim 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
GMRO 5219 Share Posted February 1, 2023 An old man far away prayed for his son for it was all that he could do. His son would not join him so quickly, he hoped. He still had greater works to do. 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Treshure 5579 Share Posted February 2, 2023 A Petraman claps. "WE COME FROM CROWS! KAWKAW!" 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
TeawithFrisket 2605 Share Posted February 3, 2023 “Civil war is never civil” A half-Elfess commented passing through the lands of Petra. Her steeds hoofs were moist in. Dirt and dry blood of fallen countrymen. The Paladin rode forth slowly as she looked around. “What does war solve, when it only creates more problems. Families torn in half, cities set ablaze, men with no honorable intentions killing many generations of their own country. Oren, Haelour’nor, now petra.” She said staring down at the body, her other vigils riding behind her attempting to hopefully find a survivor amongst the dead. “There’s nothing civil about descendant wars, the only thing civil about war, is when the swords are put down, And the rain falls upon the still faces of who found peace in their final breath of agony and dishonor, war- war never changes.”the vigil of light rode the path of the river and the land which the battle took place in, not a breath was heard 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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