The Scorched and the Scathing

[Pepto 677]

 

 

PENNED ON THE 11th of SUN’S SMILE, year 204 of the SECOND AGE

The Union of the Pyre and the Unicorn

It is with great pride that House Glennmaer formally announces the engagement of our esteemed Lord-Paramount Glyndwr Glennmaer to Lady Irena Amaya Valkonen. 

Bear witness to this grand union at the Bastion Temple of St. King Caius, Numenost, upon the [3rd November, 2024] at [4 EST].

Events

Wedding Ceremony in the Temple

The Lordly Scrap™

Feasting and Music in the Palace

Invitations

Invitations are extended to the following:

• The Royal House Arthalionath
• The Noble House Glennmaer
• The Noble House Gwynadar
• The Noble House Vourkehardt
• The Honorable House Roa
• The Noble House Marsyr
• The Noble House O’Rourke
• The Noble House Sarkozic
• The Noble House Euler

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The GOOD and LOYAL Soldiers of the RADIANT GUARD OF NUMENDIL,
- And it’s VASSAL LEVIES
The Good People of Numendil and its Vassals

The BLESSED warriors of the ORDER OF THE PYRE
The RIGHTEOUS blades of the ORDER OF ILDON
The RESOLUTE stalwarts of the IVORY TOWER
The HONORABLE guardians of the ORDER OF ST. EMMA

The blessed ally JAY AMARANTH, Righteous warrior of Light. 

The GLORIOUS  Host of KONAN-THEGN
 

The Good People of Numendil and its Vassals
 

The Right Honorable, OSGOD COLBORN, Count of Malkovya, and his noble pedigree.

The Honorable, KARL WEISS, Viscount of Novkursain, and his noble pedigree.
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Personal Invitations are extended to the following:

Vicnan Hawkins-Gylldene and family.

Vali av Freysson and family.

Asteria Halcourt and family.
Ser Victor Rorin and family.
Frankly, Anyone Glyndwr might be too silly to remember but is friends with.
The Arch-Aengul Raguel, as long as he doesn’t blow anything up and just enjoys himself like everyone else.

Io, of the Kingdom of Norland.
Scio Rayvenore, the Wanderer.
Sagiri of Celia’nor.
Emmerich Anarion of Celia’nor.
 

 

Signed,

HIS LORDSHIP, Lord Glyndwr of the House Glennmaer, Lord of Garenbrig, Grand-Master of the Pyre, and Knight of the Realm

Irena Amaya
Of the Noble House of Valkonen

 

 

[SimplySeo 6999]

"Again?" Muttered Prince Aranuir in surprise. He opened the drawer of his desk to glance at the wedding gift that had originally been intended for Glyndwr and Eriantiel's ill-fated union- The gift had been intended for the wedding that followed, that Aranuir himself had been unable to attend. "Third time's a charm." he muttered to himself.

[lemonke 6014]

30 minutes ago, Pepto said:

Scio Rayvenore, the Wanderer

A Lone wanderer kept staring at their name. Unsure if it would be wise to accept it and return amonsgt others. After all, the wanderer is walking upon a path hated by many.

 

"Irena Amaya. I hope your event goes fair and well."

 

They prayed that no more sorrow would afflict their old friend and that such union will last forever. With relutance, they tossed the invitation aside.

 

Spoiler

THE LAST NAME IS SPELLED WRONG!!! RAAAAAH

 

[Josh3738 3137]

"This time for sure..." Ser Alwyn muttered to himself as he folded over his invitation, setting it atop the other two on his desk. He busied himself with writing his grandson's new wedding date into his schedule.

[MercyAzalea 405]

The Lady read over the missive as it crossed her desk, a squint upon her face.

 

 

"... Why does this look familiar?" Irena questioned aloud, scratching her head.  Reading over her name, the pieces finally clicked into place. "Oh! Right, duh.. Glyn, have we heard back from anyone yet?" She called out, excited at the prospect of wedding gifts.

 

And marriage, of course. 

 

[Pepto 677]

8 minutes ago, MercyAzalea said:

The Lady read over the missive as it crossed her desk, a squint upon her face.

 

 

"... Why does this look familiar?" Irena questioned aloud, scratching her head.  Reading over her name, the pieces finally clicked into place. "Oh! Right, duh.. Glyn, have we heard back from anyone yet?" She called out, excited at the prospect of wedding gifts.

 

And marriage, of course. 

 

Spoiler

 

[beetle 3315]

The Princess Royal of Númendil stared at the missive.

Only for a second before glancing at her right hand; it had been years since she had the engagement ring, one gifted by Glyndwr.

Then she folded up the invitation, hiding it amongst the other letters. Eriantiel pretended she never saw it.

[framalam 837]

The ghost of a ginger man screams at his rock, pounding against the walls of his own flesh. 

[Lortime 1153]

"O' what a rare and enduring joy it is to be able to marry my kin niet once, but twice. First mea borsa, and now vy Irena. Ea pray vyr union endures and brings you the same joy and comfort I have found in my service to Godan." The Bishop mused as he prepared his prayerbook and cleaned his chasuble for the coming wedding.

[ichigomaster98 966]

A little doll runs into the room, letter held aloft, waving it around like a banner and hopping up and down. After a moment Io, of the Kingdom of Norland retrieves it upside-down. Reading over it a moment, or trying to, Io hands the letter to their book. "Irena is being married." The book reads aloud. "Oh. Am I invited? I'm probably no-" - "Yes." - "I am?! When?" There are many moments of silence as tension builds and the date is translated then calculated, then re-calculated, then double-checked. "Well?" - "Four months ago..."

They say there was a shooting star that flew over Vjardengrad that day, but it was simply the doll in charge of handling letters being propelled at roughly mach 8 with a trail of multi-hued embers.

No dolls were harmed in the making of this mistake, however a manticore on a nearby mountain was very frightened upon finding a small creature had fallen onto its back from the sky. The doll would return home a few days later having made a new friend.