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THE VILACHIAN STRIFE


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Sir Peter Montalt, Baronet of Ivanovich in Veletz, signs the missive.

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Sister Emerentia prays for the souls of her kin.

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Valter Vilac is finally back from the tropics with hope and sees the missive and says "We are the only legitimate Vilac line" 

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“More needless arguing about who’s what! Fight it out!” suggests Gawyn Tiber

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“Those fools of Balian, that Casimir. Making so many fumbles. First insulting and threatening the Archduchess of the Petra with a letter to this? Just a joke they say, but how many jokes will it take for them to understand that words are stronger then a blade.”

 

An exhausted noble woman expressed to her butler while sipping on her tea. Watching the construction of a summer estate.  The Regent af Brasca letting out a sigh as she placed down the tea cup upon the table to her left. Looking at the beautiful scenery of the river Petra. 

 

”He does not have the blood of dragons flowing through him. He is only a homely frog when compared to a dragon. Foolish boy. He will learn, and he will be humbled hopefully. I pray he did not inherit his mother's stupidity and loud mouth to easily insult foreign dignitaries or monarchs. Though, I unfortunately think he did."

At that, the playwright of Valfleur would clap her hands softly. Requesting for another cup of tea, sill watching the Brascan people hard at work building a summer estate. The woman, letting out a smirk and a proud expression at the progress of the estate so far as the sun begun to set. 

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Bernard de Rouen would read the missive, becoming progressively more angry at the Balianites insults on not only Verbant, but also all of Adria "These DAMNED fools will suffer the weight of their actions..."

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Paulinius Potte grinned at the declaration, raising a bejewelled goblet in toast of his liege. 

 

"That'd be Lord Baldeh, Prince o' House Vilac to yew lot!" He exclaims, laughing along with the merry men of the Verbantine Company.

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Urian would read the missive beside the campfires of Verbant, drinking in cheers!
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"Peace in our times, maybe." Spoke a dark clothed lad near the Arch of Heinrik.

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