A Knight's Duty

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[!] The following is private roleplay information.

 

The old duke, once so full of vitality and active just a few months ago, fell into the iron grip of disease. As he layed in his bed, overlooking the lakes of brabant, he coughed, sweated and received medicine. As such he confided in his heir, Arowyn, allowing her to take on the major duties of the management of their nascent realm. “Ea should have avoided those jungles…” he lamented his visit to the southern wood elf neighbours, recalling the moment he got bit by some mosquito.

 

In his few moments of lucidity from fever, he gave his input on the affairs of the realm when his daughter was stumped.

 

One day, when Sterling was feeling better, a nervous handmaid handed him a copy of a letter “The orcs huh? Lothair wrote WHAT!? The Pontiff replied…” His condition got worse, sending him into a coughing fit.

 

“W-water! Q-” cough “Quill!”

 

The skittish servant ran off, fetching him a quill. Through a shaky hand and sweaty brow did the duke write several letters, public and private.

 

 

[!] The following is public roleplay information.

ISSUED BY:

TITLE
ON:
9th of Sigismund's End, 184 S.A

 

 

TO MY PEOPLE

As it has come to be known, through various missives, the orcs have declared war upon our allies, the Vikelans.

 

This is a secular war, as our alliance with the vikela has been made to promote peace between our realms, as well as allow us to establish a canonist foothold, through the establishment of a church, however this detail is irrelevant in the reason for the conflict.

 

As your duke, and even moreso as a knight of the realm,  it is both my duty and honour to protect my citizens and canonists. I am bound by the oaths of knight errantry, which I shall follow till the day I draw my last breath, in sickness and in health.

 

XIII Thou shalt persevere to end in any enterprise begun.

 

As my signature is present on the covenant signed with Vikela, I am bound to continue this enterprise.

 

II Thou shalt constitute thyself the defender of All Canondom, regardless of rite, and shall never take up arms against the Church.

 

And so it is, that I must defend the good and faithful in Brabant.

 

To honour both these tenets that I live, and eventually shall die by, I decree the following.

 

I, and the ruling house of Whitewood, shall rally our personal house levy in defence of Vikela, for we honour our word to our allies. And we uphold our noblesse oblige to defend our people, and as lord I wish the minize the spilling of canonist blood in this conflict.

 

Should the people of Brabant wish it, they may enlist in the militia as willing volonteers to accompany us into conflict.

 

Upon my daughter’s great insistence, I shall rest till my recovery. Until then she will maintain the land and the levy.

 

 

Spoiler

The duke fully intended to glue himself to the saddle of his horse, so he could ride while ill.

 

OOC:

Spoiler

Good to have things go down while you’re on vacation. Take care nerds. I'll be back July

 

 

Signed,

His Grace, Ser Sterling Blaxton-Whitewood,

Duke of Brabant, Marquis of Lotusgrad, Lilenburg and Swan’s Keep, Lord of the Peaks, Protector of the Weefolk.

 

Her Ladyship, Arowyn Whitewood,

Baroness of Blackwell.

 

[!] Official Seal of House Whitewood

 

 

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Arowyn sat with her ill father. "In Godan we trust.."