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Outside of his Oyashi forge workshop in Sakuragakure, the military governor smoked on a cigarette as he read over the missive. Machine grease coated the missive's edges where he held it by and he smoked away on his break.

 

"Time to earn your freedom and liberty, my friends." The Shugo lights a candle at the pagoda shrine that evening and prays for the Reinmarens - that one day he would see a Waldenia rise again.

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Waldemar the Waldenian Ultranationalist throws his hands up celebration of the rapidly approaching Waldenia, the decrepit old man shouting, "GOTT SHITZ ON DEN KAIZER!"

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𝐹𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑏𝑒𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑠٫ 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐵𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑠: 𝑆𝑖𝑟 𝐵𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑡 𝑣𝑜𝑛 𝑅𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑚𝑎𝑟٫ 𝐷𝑢𝑘𝑒 𝐸𝑟𝑖𝑐𝘩 𝑣𝑜𝑛 𝑅𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑚𝑎𝑟٫ 𝐶𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡 𝐸𝑟𝑛𝑠𝑡 𝑣𝑜𝑛 𝐹𝑟𝑒𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑘٫ 𝐷𝑢𝑘𝑒 𝐿𝑒𝑜𝑛 𝐼 𝑣𝑜𝑛 𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑧٫ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐵𝑟𝑜𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑟 𝛰𝑠𝑣𝑎𝑙𝑑 𝑣𝑜𝑛 𝐺𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑟٫ 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑗𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝘩𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑖𝑙𝑦٫ 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑎𝑓𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡𝘩𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑦𝑛𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑦 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒. 𝑇𝘩𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑅𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎ˊ𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒٫ 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑦 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑎𝑤 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘𝑠 𝘩𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑛 𝑤𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑒𝑎𝑐𝘩 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑚 𝘩𝑎𝑑 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑐𝘩𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒. 𝐴𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝑐𝘩٫ 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑦 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝐵𝑎𝑟𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑅𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑚𝑎𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑠٫ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝘩𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘.

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Petsch von Minitz sheds a tear from the seven skies as his dream of a united Barclay house has truly come true.

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The Baroness of Brandthof rushes down to the parading streets of Kanunsberg, joining the many a Reinmaren marching and singing out with glee.

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The Duke’s youngest brother, Albrecht Barclay, would stand beside his sibling as they stood overlooking the capital of the Dual-Kingdom. He’d give his brother a smile and a pat on the back before slamming his fist into his chest. 

 

“WER RASTET, DER ROSTET!” Albrecht bellowed alongside the Duke.

( @Gandhi )

 


 

Within the chapel of Sankt Johannsburg, Klaus von Berkhoven would be deep in prayer. “Almighty GOTT, protect dein Reinmaren children as we take this next step towards the future. Saint Johann, be with dein people und dein kin as we take many steps into the unknown. Guide His Princely Grace und His Serene Highness as they lead our people into the future. It is in Dein name, Lord GOTT, that all is possible and it is in Dein name Ich say: AMEN.” With that, the Meyster Alchimist rose from his knees and went back to his home to prepare his family for the move to the Grand Principality of Minitz.

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Saint Calliope smiles upon the Reinmaren.

 

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The first Landser to be recruited Hildibrand Brawn would smile as he read the missive before folding it back up and called to his daughter “Hilda, help me get the horses and large saddlebags ready! We will be gathering our belongings from Sankt Johannesburg!” He called with joy as he walked out to get their steeds ready for this new age of Reinmar.

 

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The widower of the late Landser Scrap, Varn, The Scholar, would read the missive, a smile cracked between his tusks as he read the missive before setting the missive down upon the tall pile of missives as he stood up from his desk in his house to go and speak with his Reinmarien friends in Sankt Johannesburg.

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"Wer Rastet, der Rostet!" Exclaimed a Georg Leopold Barclay, brother to the Duke Emeritus Manfred of Reinmar, banging a fist on his chest.

 

Meanwhile, Anselm Barclay was still coping with the recent death of his father Leutwin, though his visage grew a soft smile upon hearing this good news.

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Helena of Formindon (sometimes Barclay) had a thin smile grow at the corner of her lips. "Finally." she mused contentedly.

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The Duchess of Reinmar, Theodosia, received the news with great anticipation, beaming with pride upon hearing the words from the Duke. "Finally," She exhaled a soft sigh of relief, "The efforts of your people have been acknowledged, Alfie." Despite her initial happiness, a shadow of worry clouded her porcelain features, an unwavering feeling that instinctively made her palms clasp in prayer for the future of her family and peace.

 

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