A FLEDGLING IS BORN

[prophetisms 982]

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The walls and roofs of Xéniavaros were slick with rain as clouds loomed overhead, and the hills themselves weathered the winds that swept through them in full force. There was nary a soul within the keep who ventured out that evening, even if they had to contend with a triad of cries. The wind and hounds howled in contention, while from the highest room in the keep was the sound of new life.

 

Servants dwindled in how they bustled out that high room as those newborn wails lessened, no longer bound to the role of caretakers to the peer in those hours. They left the weary viscountess and her consort alone with their firstborn instead. Dszamila laid in bed with her head pounding and sweat upon her brow, yet pride well-shown on her lips. “A son,” she was told by Stephan, who rested against the bedside. “A surprise for Mamej,” Dszamila replied, her guess on their firstborn now moot. Their infant son laid unaware of their chatter nor their observations. His features were soft and foreign to them, not yet embodying Stephan or Dszamila. He would grow into them, no doubt, for their son’s head already bore a darkness like his mother’s locks.

 

“His name,” Stephan spoke curiously, “Unless vy would call him ‘boy’ for the rest of his days.” Even while she rested, Dszamila was not immune to Stephan’s teasing. “Y will call him boy ‘til the end of my days,” she replied. It only got a gentle scoff out of Stephan.

 

“What about the name vy picked before?”

“Y picked out many.”

“Vy know which Eam talking about, Mila.”

 

“Baltasar,” she replied with certainty. Dszamila caressed their babe’s head as the shutters of their windows rattled from the storm, shushing Baltasar from spending himself further. “Baltasar,” Stephan echoed it with a grin, before rising up from his stool and fetching paper for a missive. Upon the father’s departure, the mother looked at her son’s shut eyes and quivering lips with great care. 

 

She herself was born the same way, wailing into the night for not only life, but a legacy of duty and righteousness. After Sifrá, Dszamila became its safekeeper. Her son would face the same fate and become its safekeeper; for Korvacz. His mother would prepare him, for Baltasar’s shoulders were not formed for heavy burdens yet.

 

 From his name, to his first steps and further. Baltasar will walk boldly for his kin, should Dszamila ensure it. For now, Dszamila ensured that Baltasar kept steady breaths and rested alongside her.

 

 

HOUSE KORVACZ ANNOUNCES THEIR HEIR APPARENT.

Written and issued by Dszamila and Stephan Korvacz.

c. 573 E.S.

 

 

AN ARTISTIC DEPICTION OF THE VISCOUNTESS AND THE HEIR APPARENT.

 

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House Korvacz is proud to announce the arrival of the Viscountess’ firstborn son and heir apparent over the course of the recent evening. In his earliest conditions, the heir is hale and hearty like his kinsmen. The Viscountess herself is recovering and in good health too. Prayers are welcome for both mother and son. 

 

(@Terry) BALTASAR KONSTANTIN KORVACZ is our heir apparent, his name paying homage to House Korvacz and House Wick to embody the boy’s heritage. Baltasar bears semblance to his grandfather’s name, but means eagle and “of righteous intent.” Konstantin means “steadfast,” with roots in Raevir culture and Wick history that bridges into Haeseni history too. 

 

As Baltasar settles into the world around him, he shall have his baptism per Jorenic Rite and take visits from close friends and kinsmen of the Viscountess and Viscount-consort. 

 

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The Right Honorable, Dszamila Korvacz, Royal Inquisitor of the Royal Duma, 

Viscountess of Koppány and Baroness of Katabánya, 

the Wolf of Koppány.
 

The Right Honorable, Stephan Korvacz, Viscount-consort of Koppány 

and Baron-consort of Katabánya.

 

 

[psychra_notte 618]

A loud shouting echoed across the hill of Koppany "Y HAVE A GREAT GRANDSON!"  Alekszej cheered, wiping joyous tears from his eyes before picking up a servant in a surprise hug "Did vy hear?? Yam a Great Hauchpapej!!" The servant coughed for a moment at the tight hug, before gasping out "Da- Da Y Lord, Y did-"

[garentoft 9265]

For reasons unknown to himself at the time, Fat Freddy Kortrevich cracks a wide smile.

[Frawlic 1602]

1 minute ago, garentoft said:

For reasons unknown to himself at the time, Fat Freddy Kortrevich cracks a wide smile.

The Lady Kortrevich wipes the drool off of young Frederik's face, moving the mashed peas away from him with a grimace. "What is that smile for, dear Freddy?"

Unbeknownst to her, a lovely friend had too, just become a mother.

[krispeechips 150]

A loud squeal echoes off the walls of a hall within Kazan, missive clutched tight in the Colborn's hands as she danced around her room "Now me and Anak definitely need to visit Koppany for Dinner." She spoke with certainty as another giggle erupted from her lips, filled with mirth

[Terry 2680]

Somewhere within Xéniavaros, a new babe cried through the night… 

 

5 hours ago, garentoft said:

 

For reasons unknown to himself at the time, Fat Freddy Kortrevich cracks a wide smile.

 

But Big Balty Korvacz soon quieted down, for even he knew, subconsciously, that good things were to come very soon.