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WRIT OF ABDICATION


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"A new era is upon us, Wer Rastet, Der Rostet." 

Gottfried signed the cross with a smile upon his lips, proud of his cousin and of his kin.

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The young Albert Cedric Barclay cheered for his father becoming High Chieftain, and his cousin Alfred succeeding as well!

"Wer Rastet, der Rostet!"

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Ferdinand Alexander Barclay thudded his chest proudly.

"Enjoy retirement, Manfred. You've earned it. Wer Rastet, Der Rostet!"

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Alfred returned home to Reinmar - after meeting with the Duchess Valwyck & her family. A Landser von Reinmar delivered to him the writ of abdication. He let out a simple, seemingly refreshed sigh - before turning off to find his new Ducal Quarters.. "You did well, father - it'll be hard to follow in your footsteps. Wer Rastet - Der Rostet."

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An aged Josefina Barclay sat in her rooms, a maid having brought her the writ of abdication. Carefully, she tucked it into a well-worn and well-loved box. "Dearest Manfred, mea dear son, Yam so proud of vy."

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“GOTT has blessed dein rule, now du may rest easy knowing Reinmar is still in gutte hands, mein friend. WER RASTET, DER ROSTET!” Called Klaus von Berkhoven, having read the writ. He then slammed a fist to his chest, a Reinmaren salute for the now Duke-Emeritus.


The youngest son of Manfred II, Albrecht Ludwig Barclay read the writ as a servant had brought it to his room. “GOTT bless du, vater, und GOTT bless Alfie’s reign.” The brunette stated as he rose from his desk and looked to the Reinmaren banner hanging on his wall, giving it a salute. “WER RASTET, DER ROSTET!”

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After receiving her mother's approval to marry the heir to Reinmar, Teodosia Baruch wearily examined the Duke's abdication letter. Her bony fingertips gently traced the lorraine necklace which dangled from her neck out of anxious habit, "May GOD bless them both," She whispered, the faintest traces of pride gracing her lips on behalf of the two Barclays.

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Fr. Frantzisko can still vaguely remember Kazimir Jumbo, the bravest of Barclay soldiers. A frown furrows his brows as he notes some strange similarities between the late Jumbo and Alfred Barclay... 

 

"He's back..."  the Bishop mutters.

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"It's been a long and tiring reign, dear brother. You deserve the retirement." Manfred's younger brother, Georg Leopold Barclay exclaimed with a soft smile.

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"It is the end of an era." Wilhelm said with a tired smile, the aging soldier had spent his life with the Duke. He was happy to see him get his rest. "Wer Rastet, Der Rostet my Lord!".

 

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As done before with her grandchild Katrin, a long forgotten scyfling sought to sit nearby an opening in the clouds, looking down. She thought to sit for awhile and ensure all was well for her beloved grandson as he stepped up to a mighty mantle.

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On 12/17/2023 at 4:30 PM, MadOne said:

Brandt, after reading the missive proceeds to drool.

 

"Don't tap out on me yet kid..." Oijin snaps his fingers to keep Brandt in the realm of the living. How he lives passed them all hurt him so.

 

"I've become an elf. . ."

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