[PK] The Last Golden Cigar

[D4rkSolar 92]

“The Last Golden Cigar”


 

Marcel Galken walked over to grab his son in tight hug “I know you will do this family proud, no doubt in my mind. And if you every feel lost you can always pray to GOD and talk to Wilhelm… I trust that man to guide you if you ever need”

Marcel would let his son go, only to soon embrace him in a warriors shake. “You are destined for great things my son… promise me you will not join me and your grandfather soon. Remember what ever happens where ever you go you have allies… dont be afraid to rely on them”

Matthias would return the handshake before pulling his father into one last hug “Thank you father, you will be missed.” he smiled while clearing the tears from his eyes “say hi to grandfather for me”

With that the Galkens split for the last time… Marcel would head out the main gates of Reinmar, lifting himself onto his horse followed by his dog… he’d set off in the sunset. He’d reach into his pocket pulling out one last Aurum infused Cigar…. Quickly lighting it he’d puff as he continued his journey to the seven skies…






[!] A letter would be found in Konstantin von Theonus’ mail box

Dear Konny,

I’m writing you to say I appreciate everything you have done for me, gave me a home when I didnt have one, gave me a reason to keep fighting when I didnt have one… and for that I am internally grateful. And proud to be able to call such a man as yourself my Brother. I love you. Take care of your family.

Sincerely,
Your brother in arms and your Master at arms,
Marcel Galken














[!] A photo of Marcel in Theonus cloak was sketched in

[!] A letter on was in the aviary for Yvon Galken

Dear Yvon,

Please watch over my son, I know you will do good to keep him safe as well as the Galken name. I want to thank you for welcoming me back into the family with open arms. And I am forever in your debt. Please remember, you are meant for great things. Don't forget it

Sincerely,
Your uncle
Marcel Galken

[!] A letter would Arrive at the Stroheim keep addressed to Robert

Dear, Robert.
You were not only a friend, but a mentor at the same time. you really helped me get back into Minitz and not feel like an outsider. for that im grateful... I will have a Cigar and a drink waiting for you up here my friend. thank you so much for everything
Sincerly
Brother in Arms,
Marcel Galken.

[!] A letter would be waiting for the Petran Royalty, when opened two joints would fall out for the previous queen

Dear Catherine, and Renilde
I thank you both for giving me a home and a job when I needed one, as well as giving me and opportunity to do good on my name in Petra. I hope all is well for you and your kingdom in the coming years. GOD bless…

Sincerely,
The Royal Joint Roller
Marcel Galken
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And Here ends the story of Marcel Galken
son of the Golden Gryphon
 Father to Matthias Galken 
Theonus Master at Arms
Brother
Teacher
REINMAREN!
WerRastet, Der Rostet!

1905-1973
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OOC:
Hey, first off I would like to thank @Sarvenfor the opportunity to play Marcel I had such a blast playing him! going through all the highs all lows of trying not to disappoint his father and meet lots of people from his fathers past was a blast! there really was a lot of lore behind the character and I appreciate the opportunity man! 

Next! @Deetsfor allowing me to join them in petra in the Theonus keep when I wasn't sure where I wanted to Bring Marcel! thank you for all those opportunity's and all the gifts you and all the Theonus have given me! for that I thank each and every one of you!!!!!! 

and @Frode for Continuing the Galken name! I know he will make it proud and rise to glory! my trust is in you homedawg best of luck!

and Thank you to all of those I havent mentioned you have all played apart in Marcels story! and even tho I am not mentioning you in here I do appreciate it! this is my longest forum pos so im trying my best! again thank you to everyone who played aparty in his story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


GOD BLESS YOU ALL!!!!! MUCH LOVE TO EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU!

Edited April 15 by D4rkSolar
Fixing formatting

[ColdestPepsi 1034]

Aimo tossed his room into disarray at his home hearing the news, going to throw the packed boxes he had still been too lazy to unpack around the place until he grew tired, only sparing the fishtank from his grief at the man who he had fought side by side with before's death.

[tilly 3672]

“MARCEL AWWWW NOOOO…” Renilde wept loudly into her hands, wishing she hadn’t smoked that last blunt he’d rolled for her just the other day. “WAAAAHHHHHH…” It was the gross, ugly kind of sob, and she was not a pretty crier. 

[Deets 682]

Konstantin rolled about a cigar about his fingers which Marcel had gifted him some years ago upon the man's return to Reinmar. A sad smile creased the aging knight's features as he finally lit it, knowing now he would not have a chance to share such with his dearly departed friend. "I could not have asked for a better man to have been at my side throughout the Regency. May you find peace in the skies, Marcel." Once the cigar had faded, he began to scribble a letter to the man's son, Mattia.

[Tremerus 273]

Aurel von Theonus heard the news shortly after returning home from his not-so-good attempt at overseeing the latest garmont assembly. He frowned, and made his way to the training area on Vissingren's walls. "He taught me how to use a sword here. An experience I will cherish forever, and a skill I wish I didn't need. Rest well, Marcel. You were a wonderful Master-at-Arms." 

[carebear 441]

Calla von Theonus planted a flower near the newly constructed Theonus family crypt, in honor of the man her kin had fought side by side with.

 

"Rest easy, Master at Arms."

[Destructokeith 621]

Artel pauses as the news reaches him, the man lowers his head in thought for some time before lifting it to the skies, a brother in arms lost too soon. the man would neatly fold a blue cloak and resting it on a shelf within the crypt of Vissingren, pulling a lone cigar from his bag, a gift so long ago given to the older man, he rests it next to the cloak and dips his head a final time.

[Sarven 1717]

Sir Yvian Galken looked on from the seven skies and smiled softly, opening his arms wide, and embracing his son.

"Wer Rastet, Der Rostet"

[TaytoTot 1170]

Annette von Theonus waited in the skies for Marcel, that usual smile plastered on her features. "Velcome to dur new home, kinder. Ich see zhat du have done much for mein descendants. Do du mind telling mich dur story?" The woman asked as she went to wrap her arm around the newcomer, guiding him.

[Shadow2k 501]

Yvon Galken wept for the loss of his uncle, resigning himself to his room as he mourned alone.

 

Father Gregor, once Robert Stroheim, read the letter sent to him, tracing the lorraine as he appraised the Galken, who, in his own way, was something of a son to him, "You were a good man. Impetuous and flawed, as all men are, but honourable and courageous, as all Reinmaren are. May your soul find peace, child of Yvian."

[Irishmanmichael 179]

"Death for a Reinmaren is simply their next ride." Wilhelm mumbled to himself as he got the news. "He shall be waiting for the rest of us ready to ride the skies for eternity." Wilhelm said as he continued to groom his mount. 

[Frode 36]

*Matthias would come back home noticing the silent, he would go to his room grabbing a photo of his father and leaves to see his old house in Petra, after getting there he would put the photo on the doorway, before leaving he would turn back saluting it and says*  This is where it all started, dad Im going to make our dream come true I promise you  *He leaves and goes to the Theonus castle going to their training spot, he looks at the dummies  saluting them saying* I used to train here with you, I will never forget the lessons you gave me, I will never forget the talks we had about the plans for the future, you were a good man and one that will not be forgotten *Matthias gives one last look at the sky* You better have say hello to grandpa from me, Rest easy, dad

Edited April 15 by Frode

[TheShinyHodzic 29]

Schaeffer would be walking home, passing by the galken banner on his right before entering his home before speaking aloud "Vov, never really knew ze man but by gott he vas ze funniest galken I knew, even topping Mattia."

[Burwik 16]

Peering out onto the horizon from his balcony, the smoke from Burlous's cigar would cloud his face...

A single tear would trickle down ever so gently down the wrinkled cheek of the man, hoping the wisps of smoke would hide his demeanor; Burlous would whisper into the fading sunset.

“Goodbye my friend, may we meet again.”

[StingyParrot 132]

Standing tall and proud, awash with light, the armored figure of Myrios would reach out with a silver gauntlet, welcoming Marcel into the Seven Skies. "Ihr watch is over - well done. Wer Rastet, Der Rostet."