WANTED: Louis de Savoie.

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DECLARATION FROM THE LORD JUSTICE

REGARDING THE ACTIONS OF LOUIS DE SAVOIE

IN THE YEAR OF OUR LORD 2024

 

BY ORDER OF THE LORD JUSTICE,
 

THE INDIVIDUAL KNOWN AS LOUIS DE SAVOIE IS NOW DECLARED PERSONA NON-GRATA AND IS FURTHERMORE WANTED BY THE GRAND PRINCIPALITY OF RAVENMIRE & THE RAVENSTATES. As per the powers conferred to the office of the Lord Justice in the TIME MANAGEMENT ACT of 2002, it is my duty and charge to list within this missive the crimes of the accused and the reason for which we hunt him down.

 

THE CRIMES

 

IN ACCORDANCE WITH THE FOLLOWING ACTS;

✠ THE DUELING ACTS OF 2002

✠ THE CRIME AND TRIAL ACT OF 2007

✠ THE TIME MANAGEMENT ACT OF 2002

 

THE CRIMES OF LOUIS DE SAVOIE:

✠ The breach of proper dueling conducts, resulting in assault upon His Grace, the Duke of Marna, Constantine Leopold Marna.

✠ The breach of several articles of the Crime and Trial Act of 2007, including but not limited to; Slander, Assault, Treason.

✠ Threatening upon the life of the Grand Prince, or declaring violent intentions towards His Majesty.

 

In accordance with the aforementioned acts and the punishments included for the breach of each article, clearly outlined in the Crime and Trial act of 2007, as well as the interpretation of the Lord Justice, a bounty of THREE HUNDRED AND FIFTY mina is placed upon Louis de Savoie, to be brought dead or alive to the Grand Principality of Ravenmire for proper prosecution of justice and application of the law. The royal army of Ravenmire is also expected and allowed to seize this man at any time should he be found within Ravenmire for any reason.

 

Such is the will of the Lord Justice.

HIS HIGHNESS, Miguel Felipe Rostova, Lord Justice of the Ravenstates, Knight of the Order of the Dragon, Prince-Consort and Steward of the Duchy of Eredmar.

[Lirinya 4021]

"How far such a friend has fallen," Isidora muttered to her husband as the missive was shared between them. @Stal27

"Though I believe Louis was stripped of his de Savoie heritage, nen? At least it will net be too much of a stain against the fanily name."

[TaraJess 2848]

Johanna Vuiller reads over the missive with the shake of her head. "What madness has taken hold of him?" She mutters to herself. "What reason could he have for such violence? I pray he is well, whatever haunts him and makes him act in such a way..."

[indiana105 5126]

“There is nie worse punishment than to be denied entry to Ravenmire…” Jan Radovanic muttered as he read the latest from the mud tower. “Saint Karl, pray for him.”

[Digit___ 1224]

“Oh nein.” Klaus von Berkhoven hummed as his brow furrowed, recognizing it as the name of one of his son’s handful of students.
As quickly as an extremely old Highlander could, he rose from his seat and went to go find his Templar son.

[nikoisniko 165]

“So he really has done it.. hasn't he.. - The bastard’s gone savage.”

Sabrina’s eyes scanned the missive, her jaw tightening. She couldn’t look at it anymore. The weight of it hit her like a punch to the gut.
“GOD, Louis,” she muttered, her voice firm. “What the hell did you do?”

[Tainga 521]

Athaenis Vourkehardt had just woken, the warmth of the morning sun a small comfort as she settled onto the bench. For a moment, all was still—until a palace servant approached, handing her a sealed missive. She took it with a faint nod, eyes scanning the contents. A heavy sigh followed. Then a quiet, irritated grumble. Louis had warned her. She remembered his words—but reading the charges now, seeing them laid out so plainly, was something else entirely. 

She folded the parchment, tucked it back into her pockets, and rose from the bench, her boots crunching softly against the stone path as she made her way toward the aviary. "At least you warned me..." She murmured.

[BlauRps 545]

Arthur Helfgott would look up from his meditation as an exhausted Klaus von Berkhoven appeared before him and was handed the missive… The Master Templar stood up with his wispy white aura flaring “LOUIS DID WHAT?!” He exclaimed before his brows furrowed into one of rage and extreme disappointment before he put his helmet on and prepared his horse “If ANYONE is to bring justice unto Louis… IT. IS. ME…” He spoke before snapping the reins and bolting off to find the wayward Templar.

[Ryanark 2738]

"I shall rally to the aid of Louis." Isleífr promised.

[helldiving 5793]

"I shall rally to the aid of Louis." Haakon promised.

[libertyybelle 6187]

Just now, Ryanark said:

"I shall rally to the aid of Louis." Isleífr promised.

Ipera looked to Isleifr, nodding. "What did poor Louis even do! Surely niething that bad, poor man."

[don dada 579]

1 minute ago, Milenkhov said:

"I shall rally to the aid of Louis." Haakon promised.

 

2 minutes ago, Ryanark said:

"I shall rally to the aid of Louis." Isleífr promised.

 

Ysgramor looked to the pair of Konanssons. He shrugged. He supposed he would rally too.

[Jihnyny 5233]

 

The warm tones of yellow, orange and red flickered outside of his home like the arrival of dawn. Creeping upwards toward his window, finding themselves to catch the attention of Louis’ eyes. He awoke. The sunrise never brought voices - he knew something was wrong. The wanted man spied outside of his window; his scowl covered by the many leaves and greenery that had found itself home to his vineyard.   “... I was wrong, Constance.”    He found the view of men within bucket-helm, adorned in the purple that flashed amongst the torches and lanterns that they had drawn. Some faces familiar from the war. - He claimed his cloak and armour; his sword dragged from underneath the furs of his bed. Though his feet were heavy, Louis found his exit with the soft steps of a Musin. He did not wish to fight the very good men of Ravenmire that morning - he knew better.

 

Hooded in his cloak, the young warrior took his flee in search of a particular friend…
“... Only 350?” 

[tcs_tonsils_ 3666]

“Interesting“ A Savoyard said as he scanned the missive. Gaspard rubbed his chin, contemplating what could possibly have transpired between the two to cause such a reaction. “Well, brother, you always did know how to make a show of things. Regardless…“ he then stood, looking to find supplies for a letter.

[HeyitsNano 1582]

“To threaten the life of the Grand Prince…,” he muttered, shaking his head, only to realize, belatedly, that they meant him. 

 

Owyn of Ravenmire accepted a copy of the Lord Justice’s work, determined to uncover why death had been ordered.