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TO THOSE SAVIOURS OF OURS

NO GOOD ACT GOES UNPAID

 

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Atop the Sacred Mount Terukan, in Kazan, gazing eastward. (credit to DogWithABanana)

 

Published from the Margraviate of Kazan

ISSUED ON THE 2ND OF VYZMEY AG HYFF, 558 E.S.

 


 

OGUD, VOR HJELP I GYNE ERE,

 

Some saints days ago, I traveled due west to the realm of our allies in the Vale for a simple visit. When I arrived there with my family, it was as good a day as any. But as anyone in the cold Highlands knows well, it is when you least expect it that the shadow strikes. While the battle was lengthy, I will save you the excruciating details. In the ensuing conflict thereof, I, Davyd Edzar Colborn, and my son Ivar were grievously wounded. Were it not for the Amber Moon and one Theodred who rose in our defense I would perhaps not still draw breath. When the battle finally subsided, treatment was swift, and our allies in the Vale aided my son and me, showed us the kindness they would their own, and saved us from wounds that would have spelled my doom otherwise. Their alchemists again remind me why I took up the pestle and mortar. I extend my utmost thanks to the two healers who go by the names of Nemea and Liriana. Your acts will not be forgotten.

 

Likewise, I mention one Adelina van Leuven, who shall not be forgotten for saving my son’s life some years ago. Since then, I have wandered the land in search of a cure for his memory loss. I hope I can be forgiven for my tardiness. With this in mind:

 

It is thus that I declare that the Margraviate of Kazan will offer and confer those aforementioned saviors with the Mark of Sigryn, to use once in their lifetime as they wish, to be granted materials, alchemical reagents, potions, bardmancy, housemagery, and or the services of any of our blacksmiths. To make for them a weapon, tool, or item of any make as long as they can provide the rare materials themselves for what they wish crafted. Should the material not be of interest, then the full might of the Scyfling March may be called upon, for any matter, in your defense or otherwise. Though the Mark may only be used once and for one of these, pick wisely, dear saviors of ours.

 

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Next, I wish to speak on two matters that have recently sat close to my heart. The Scyfling March has grown as Clans assemble and kinsmen return, so, likewise, have our needs. One Sigrid of Clan Raudrdag recently donated a significant amount of grain and produce, which is much needed and well distributed amongst the people. While a gesture was given to me for actions of mine, it would be undue for a Lord to take the good acts of their people for granted. It is thus in my capacity as protector of my people, and as Great Chieftain of the Scyflings that I extend to her the right to parcels of farmlands, ones she may steward on my behalf, in the lands she now calls home. Her clan, which she shares with her brother, Magnus, has served faithfully since the ancient past on the Isle of Vigr. I ask only that they continue to do so.

 

Finally, I extend an invitation, nay a summons, to Kazan for one Dima Kovachev. In recent times, your weary mind has been filled with guilt. Yet in me, I carry not an ounce of hatred for you nor a single intent to hold you indebted. However, it is clear to me now that no matter my intentions, you seem unwilling to accept this reality, nor is your mind willing to forgive what you seem to think are wrongs you’ve committed. As such, I ask you to complete either the Eagle’s Judgement or the Scyfling Trials. Once completed, you will know that any perceived debts have been paid in full.

 

 


 

SKRALI VOR GUD,

His Excellency, Davyd Edzar Colborn, Margrave of Kazan, Count of Malkovya, Viscount of Venzia,

 Baron of Bethelenen, and Lord of Herzkar, Protector of the Scyflings

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"Who the **** has an Orenian Manor atop one of the mountains of the holy land?"
Asks the Dominus, Tiderippa'Raguk, furious at the awful portrayal of the false-promised.

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10 minutes ago, Jihnyny said:

"Who the **** has an Orenian Manor atop one of the mountains of the holy land?"
Asks the Dominus, Tiderippa'Raguk, furious at the awful portrayal of the false-promised.

 

Davyd didn't even realize that the Hyspians had built a manor atop one of the mountains in the desert. Meanwhile he still gazed from his mountain in Haense.

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3 hours ago, Jihnyny said:

"Who the **** has an Orenian Manor atop one of the mountains of the holy land?"
Asks the Dominus, Tiderippa'Raguk, furious at the awful portrayal of the false-promised.

Cerrick sipped on wine from his summer home in Hyspia atop a mountain, smoking on his ponderlot pipe.

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13 minutes ago, Pancho said:

Cerrick sipped on wine from his summer home in Hyspia atop a mountain, smoking on his ponderlot pipe.

Hogo joined his ancient elven friend as he laid back in his chair atop the mountain, lighting up a cigar as he took a large swig of carrion black.

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5 hours ago, JuliusAakerlund said:

One Sigrid of Clan Raudrdag recently donated a significant amount of grain and produce, which is much needed and well distributed amongst the people.

Said Sigrid made sure to send a letter to the Magrave, asking for a donation chest to be set up so that more of her harvest may be donated

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On 11/29/2024 at 4:05 PM, JuliusAakerlund said:

I extend my utmost thanks to the two healers who go by the names of Nemea and Liriana.

Liriana rested in a corner in the clinic, focusing on her breathing after an exhausting and stressful day. She prayed for the Father and the Son, and the young confused girl.

 

Spoiler

Lol.... I didn't notice I was mentioned in this my bad.

 

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