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"The Heartlands must endure - Unity above all."

"Death to Renilde. Blood for Ashford." Says Jon de Lewes

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"This is getting ridiculous. Even I come before him in the line of succession," Marcus commented, before penning a letter.
 


 

Paul, @Chorale__

Enough playing kings and castles.
Go back to whatever hole you climbed out of and leave these matters to the big boys and girls.

Sincerely,
Your Nephew - Marcus Antonius

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DECLARATION OF FEALTY
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WHEREAS it has transpired that the current Queen of the Petra has been deemed a traitor to the Confederation of the Heartlands by the Brigade of Marna;

 

WHEREAS it has been revealed that the current Queen of the Petra holds no legitimate claims to the Throne of the Kingdom of the Petra due to her bastardy;

 

WHEREAS His Highness Prince Paul Temesch of the Petra is the rightful heir to the Kingdom of the Petra following the illegitimacy of the current reign of the false Queen of the Petra and her line;

 

THEREFORE, BE IT PROCLAIMED, in order to uphold the ancient law of primogeniture of the Kingdom of the Petra, that I, Alexander Darkwood, Golden Dragoon of Marna and loyal subject of the Crowns of the Petra and Aaun, do hereby recognize and swear fealty to HIS MAJESTY PAUL I AS KING OF THE PETRA.

 

LONG LIVE THE KING!

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Signed,

 

Alexander Darkwood, Golden Dragoon of the Brigade of Marna.

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Louis-Caspian de Rosius sits in his chancellor’s office, surrounded by the trappings of his position - books of law, maps of the Heartlands et cetera. The flicker of candlelight casts a warm glow across the room, highlighting his contemplative expression. In the middle of his business, one of his trusted messengers rushes in with news of Paul I’s proclamation. Louis reads the document with meticulous attention, his eyes narrowing slightly as he absorbs the gravity of the words. The revelation of Adalia's illegitimate claim and the actual set of the events in the past stirs a deep sense of anger, and justice within him.

 

"I have been around enough to believe that these tricks are possible, even today in our age. Was the lust for power really so great that it now makes her simply disgusting and terrifying? What made these wretches do what they did? I don't have an answer to this pathos, but I do have an answer to the further course of events."

 

Setting the parchment down, Louis-Caspian rises from his desk. He moves to the window, looking out over the vast lands he can possibly see with his eyes, his thoughts focused on the future. In that moment, without uttering a single word, Louis-Caspian solidifies his stance. His actions, calculated and deliberate, speak volumes of his allegiance.

 

In his eyes, Paul I is the one.

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The Count of San Adriano simply signed the Lorraine at such a missive as it were read to him, he murmured a rare prayer at the sight and hearing of the news, "It is good that Pa is Net here to see what would become of his former home and the state it finds itself in now.." - "God bless his soul."

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"Oh my, this is interesting. What a turn of events, hm?" Wilhelmina Emma said, reading over the flyer to her son, the Royal Legate of Balian. "From a Prince of the Petra and Duke of Valfleur to a bastard Moere, and finally to a claimant King. You never met him, but he was your father und brother's wardmaster, and a good friend." She said slowly, frowning as she thought back to the last time she saw Paul, when she lived in Petra some fourteen years ago. "A long time ago." @__Stal27

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Antony of Rhen looked upon Humanity and wept, "For this is what disunity has brought us! Look at how we turn on one another. There can be no greater enemy than your own neighbor." he'd state, sliding on his poncho, and slicking his hair back, he'd then drop something into his eyes, blinking, it was all clear now.

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"Carrion for vultures." mused sorrowfully Karl Ludwig von Wittenbach, loyal subject of the rightful Queen Adalia. "He makes up lies and goes against his own family. What happened to loyalty? There is nothing Man knows, beside lust for power, such is the truth. We shall never see human unification, for no Man is humble enough to coexist with another ruler, or give up their land. We are besieged on all sides; the Marnas, the Republicans, and now the Pauline rebels. Yet, as I have vowed before the Archduchess Renilde, I will stand for the Petra and Her rightful ruler - Adalia, daughter of Catherine." He mused almost poetically, gaze lost on the far horizon as he inspected the lands that bordered the royal capital of Vallagne. He could feel it in the air, there was blood to flow.

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Aurelius of The Petra looked on the missive and just blinked a few times. "Wasn't he disowned? Isn't he a Moere? Oh well, not my issue to fight over." and with that, he went on with his day.

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“So it would seem Paul Moere has gone from reprobate to overtly Treasonous reprobate.” Commented Sir Karol Walewski. “I wonder when he’ll take the next logical step and become a corpse.”

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“Give me my titles back,” grumbled one Godfrey Temesch, Viscount of Mies and Baron of Resmore, somewhere far away… Perhaps not dead anyhow…

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1 hour ago, Andustar said:

"This is getting ridiculous. Even I come before him in the line of succession," Marcus commented, before penning a letter.
 


 

Paul, @Chorale__

Enough playing kings and castles.
Go back to whatever hole you climbed out of and leave these matters to the big boys and girls.

Sincerely,
Your Nephew - Marcus Antonius

 

Plucking at the strings of her lute lazily, Emeline glanced toward her husband as he read the missive aloud to her. "How absurd. There was no coronation to crown him; They may as well do to Paul the same thing they did with Ravenmire." 

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Dame Princess Rowena of the Petra laughed loudly as she read the ABSURD claims of the disowned bastard Paul Moere.

 

"I was seven when Adalia was born, even I knew that Mother was pregnant! I knew we should have executed him when he wore illegal regalia, Adalia was too kind to this degenerate."

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An ancient and feral Charlotte Roberta stirred from whatever cave she feasted on the carrion and flesh of descendants within as a wind blew in the missive and letters of the ongoing political sphere. "Seasons change, yet nothing ever happens... to call yourself a King or Queen of my Father's Commonwealth is to not know the true ideals of a Petran... yet my sister is too ancient to be sane...Goodluck, young Paul... return the Petra to what it once was..." The creature whispered to the wind, whatever humanity had been left of her had passed after that moment. She used the parchment of the missives as a napkin for her meal. While she was nearing her nineties, she did not look a day over twenty-five. Such immortality and youthfulness coming at the cost of her humanity, perhaps it was for the best she kept to her isolation. "All rots eventually... all turns to rot... flesh and bones to nothingness...."

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4 hours ago, tilly said:

Renilde slaps her knee. "He's been waiting his whole life to do this! I wonder which outfit he used to pen the useless document, and which one he used to drop it off at the printer!" All the way to the fireplace did Paul Moere's mother laugh as she discarded the idiocy into the flames. "Too bad he, himself, is a bastard."

 

 

Prince Marius of the Petra, long awaited heir to the throne in truth, sees his chance. His mother never gave him a title, perhaps now he could claim one himself.

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