TOURNEY OF THE OLIVE BOUGH

[Laeonathan 5889]

 

THE TOURNEY OF THE OLIVE BOUGH

 

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A crisp parchment pinned to a noticeboard, its seal bearing the twin eagles of the Exilic Duchy of the Adrians. Another copy hangs from the tavern beam, fluttering in the breeze beside the scent of fresh bread. Some say a page rode through the night, tacking the message to every gate and chapel door from the Kingdom of Norland to the Duchy of Alba. Wherever you stand in the realm, the words find you, plain and bold: 

 

 

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With the clash of war fading to silence, and the olive bough raised high in thanks, a call echoes across the realm. 

 

The Exilic Duke of the Adrians has declared a grand tourney to be held upon the Franciscan Fields. Knights, nobles, and honored guests are summoned not for conquest, but for celebration.

 

At the heart of the gathering lies the joust, a contest of horse and lance in tribute to peace and the countless lives spared in the waning days of war. Riders from across Adria and beyond are invited to compete with bright banners and sharpened skill, meeting one another in friendly tilt beneath the gaze of the Duke.

 

The lists will open with the morning light. Heralds will call names to the field while the crowd gathers on the banks, eager to see honor proven through sport.

 

Feasting will follow throughout the day. Tables will be set with bread and roast, fruits of the orchard, meat from the hunt, and barrels of ale and wine. None shall go hungry, and none shall go without cheer.

 

For those not called to the lists, games of strength, wit, and skill will fill the fields. Archery, wrestling, riddles, races, and contests of dice will be open to all who wish to take part.

 

As dusk approaches, the fields will fill with the sound of music and laughter. Dancers and bards will entertain guests beneath the torchlight. A quiet vigil will follow as night falls, where lanterns will be lit and raised in memory of those who did not return. No names will be forgotten.

 

This is a day for peace, for gratitude, and for kinship among all who call themselves Adrian. 

 

For this occasion, we invite all Canondom. The winner shall be given 300 Mina.

(Friday 25th 3 PM EST in Adria, Coordinates: 600 / 150 / 300)

 

signed,

Josef Euler, Chancellor of the Adrians

 

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[Attend the Tourney]   [Send a Champion in My Place]   [Grumble about the expense of peace]

 

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Spoiler

Written by MCVDK. 99 % at least.

You don't need to bring wooden lances. If you want to do a sign up:

 

[!] A letter is sent to the Chancellor.
Name:
Allegiance:

 

If not I dont care. I am used to only 5/20 showing up who signed up and 15 others randomly taking their place.