Lost yet Found

[Harald 2536]

Lost yet Found

 

 

ISSUED AND CONFIRMED BY 

OLIVIER PERCIVAL ASHFORD DE SAVOIE

Upon the 6th of JOMA AG UMUND, 479 E.S. | The 6th of SIGISMUND’S END, 1926

As the world turns to ruin due to the attacks of the Mori, a new horizon is due to appear before us. It is this new horizon which brings us the joy to announce that the heir to house Ashford de Savoie, Olivier Percival, during his long voyage has welcomed a son. Having been married upon the ship which brought him around the world, he and his wife welcomed their son who was blessed and given the name Lucius Edwin Ashford de Savoie. @giambro

 

Yet with such joyous news must sorrow follow; as during their voyage back towards Almaris, the now-late wife of Olivier de Savoie lost her life at sea; having vanished overboard. The waves of the sea sadly washed her away into the dark.

 

Olivier Percival was forced to mourn his wife over the long voyage, following the realization that the raising of his son had now fallen on him and him alone. Olivier arrived with his son and made the decision to keep him hidden for his first years to secure his safety. Yet now as civilisation seeks new land, we can finally announce and proudly present the newest and dearest member of House Ashford de Savoie.

 

 

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[!] A water stained painting of Olivier and his late wife was attached to the missive; a water stained painting of Olivier and his late wife was included.

 

 

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“We have won - Not with words, but with deeds.”

 

Signed,

HIS LORDSHIP, Olivier Percival Ashford de Savoie

 

HIS LORDSHIP, Ser Sébastien ‘The White Sun’ Ashford de Savoie

 Guardian of Keep Peremont, Palatine Kommissar, and Meyster Knight of Hanseti-Ruska

[DahStalker 2860]

Elia Eryka purely raged. “How is it Anabel a marmodir before me?” She shouted to her husband, angrily searching out her children to berate them further about marriage and having children. 

[giambro 611]

Lucius opened up his blueish, greyish eyes, his eyes darted at the blinding, shining sun. Lucius started to whimper, a cry was heard and tears started to form from the blinding yellow sun, though a shadow came over to shelter his eyes. A man, known as his father Olivier cradled him with his right arm in a soft, cotton blanket that was needled and threaded. The young baby looked up at his father's hand, that sheltered his eyes. With both of his little hands, he grabbed on Olivier's index finger and started to coo with happiness. He heard voices and words were mumbled. Lucius, then, fell asleep in his father's arms with a smile upon his face.