A New Lord Wick

[Marthia 273]

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A missive is sent out far and wide, notifying the public of a change in the Realm of Númendil!

 

The Nobility of Wick

 

 

Let it be known to the Númendain, the Wickfolk, and beyond that the mantle of Lord Wick has passed to a new bloodline—one that now bears nobility in the realm of Númendil.

 

Following the tumultuous years of silence and strife, the Wick family has seen that—Ser Russandiel Wick—now emerges with the clarity, strength, and wisdom required to guide our house.

 

Ser Russandiel, a woman of both steel and courage, inherits not merely title but responsibility: to restore our name, reclaim our honor, and rekindle the fires of tradition that once made the Wick name a beacon in Haense. Her contribution to the return of Wick, following the Wickident, and the family’s public vindication, marks not only poetic timing, but divine providence.

 

Upon the decision of the Tar of Númendil, as well as the prior Lord Wick, Caius Wick, and with the blessings of the living kin and remembrance of those who came before, Ser Russandiel Wick is hereby named Lord Wick, Patriarch of the House Wick, Guardian of the Wickwald, and Steward of the Wic-de-sac.

 

As Lord Wick, Ser Russandiel pledges the following:

 

To uphold the Wickocratic Framework, wherein every Wick has voice and value.

 

To maintain the sacred observances of Wicksgiving, Wick-o-Ween, and other Wick holidays.

 

To purge corruption from within and defend the family from without, no matter the cost.

 

To ensure the scrolls, songs, and stories of our kin remain unforgotten.

 

Let all loyal Wicks, friends of the family, and wary onlookers take heed—the flame has not died. It was tempered, smothered, but now rekindled by one who bears both sword and soul in our name.

By decree of Tar-Anorhil, the ascension of Russandiel Wick was proclaimed on the 14th of The Amber Cold, 234 SA, at nine minutes past the evening bell.

 

Long live Lord Russandiel Wick.

 

Long live the Wickwald.

 

 House Wick – 235 Second Age, 12^th of Malin’s Welcome

“We are not done yet”

Edited May 30, 2025 by Marthia

[Security_ 2287]

"By the mercyflame our candlehearth of Wick is rekindled." A lone, modest candle was set alit, housed in the center of the newly announced Lord Wick's abode. "Let flame burn the foul errs of our past, yet illuminate the virtues of those who came before."

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"So too will the Lord and the flame be a beacon, a calling to a greater service to the LORD, and a warning to those who would stalk in shadow. We are not done yet." Casimir signed the lorraine, heading then to temple.

[confusedjester 812]

Cleome CHEERED for her mother!!!

 

"IF THERES a WICK there a WAY!!!!"

[gavyn 1362]

Ser Siegmund is still made of bones.

[latte 2238]

"WIIIIIIIIICCKKK" called out Araminta Wick, before going back to sleep for another three years.

[Linguini 53]

"Ea long time in ve FOCKIN making." She had sighed. "Ave always felt to lead by your side would be nothing but true and righteous."

The Grand-Wickess oh most certainly approved of her new lord. Unlike the priors.