helfgott THE TIDE RECEDES

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[!] Within your grasp would be a missive written on fine parchment. The faint scent of candle wax would permeate your senses.

 

THE TIDE RECEDES

Penned by the

PATRIARCH OF HOUSE HELFGOTT

 

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GREAT BENEDICTIONS TO ALL,

 

And to the Holy Imperator of Man and Emperor of Mankind, HADRIAN PRIMUS of the House of Horen, most of all.

I was deceived by the man that had led me since I stepped foot within the borders of Stirland back on Aevos, Peter Rovare, to follow him into the belly of pagan lands, that of the Orcish Horde, away from the holy sites and priests of the Imperium for the promise of glory and prestige that was not for the glory and prestige of Almighty GOD, but for Pride, the most dangerous of Sins. My children, as a result, have never seen the shining beacon of Humanity that is the Imperium, so I wish for them to not be as easily blinded as I had been. 

 

I, Aviel Roy Helfgott, so declare the following by steady hand, sound mind, and in apology to our Holy Imperator, the Emperor of Man, HADRIAN PRIMUS:

DISSOLUTION OF TITLES

It is by my hand, and as the Count of Nautica, that all noble titles held by the House of Helfgott are hereby DISSOLVED.

Anyone, especially those of Helfgott blood, found in use of any of the following titles after the release of this declaration in any form, are to be seen as oathbreakers and disowned by the House of Helfgott:

 

• The County of Nautica, title held in tandem by the Patriarch and Matriarch of House Helfgott
• The Viscounty of Privesk, title held by the Heir-Presumptive of House Helfgott
• The Lordship of Mariner’s Bay, Dynastic Title of House Helfgott
• The Lordship of Waldenstein, Dynastic Title of House Helfgott

 

Although I do not carry the Blessing of the Archaengul’s Courage, should the oathbreaker be a Templar, this will be the Honorable Templar’s permission to initiate the VICTOR’S JUSTICE against them. Saint Michael does not tolerate the breakers of oaths.

ON THE KNIGHTLY ORDERS OF BELETHIA

As Grand Knight of the Grand Order of Beleth and Grand Companion of the Order of the Star, I hereby declare the DISSOLUTION of both the GRAND ORDER OF BELETH and the ORDER OF THE STAR, never to be raised again as both had been corrupted by the hands of Peter; to do so will initiate the same protocol as the above subsection (DISSOLUTION OF TITLES). I will also be casting away my knighthood, something that I have held since I was a young adult, and monikers of “The Flamehound” and “The Arbiter” as part of my penance to our Holy Imperator. I will also not look to regain knighthood within our Holy Imperium, unless GOD dictates such to be part of my life’s path once more.

 

A knight must know Humility well, as it is the greatest of Virtues and set you upon the Path of Righteousness and Godliness. To deny Humility is to invite Pride into your soul, then quickly followed by the rest of the Deathly Sins; I am thankful that the scales upon my eyes were peeled away before Pride set itself firmly within my soul.

CONCLUSION

Those of the former Belethian Federation that have decided to stay and believe that the Light Everlasting, our Almighty GOD will be on your side are most SORELY MISTAKEN. I have been in just about every city within the Federation and have only ever found ONE CHURCH OF THE CANON and, amongst you, there is naught ONE MAN OR WOMAN OF THE CLOTH, nor a monk ordained by the Canonist Church in sight. I doubt that any true priest of the Canon would train and ordain any of you.

 

To put it more aptly:

 

GOD IS NOT ON YOUR SIDE.

 

I follow the will of the LIGHT EVERLASTING, and I have now realized that I was deceived to believe that the Belethian Federation had GOD as part of its foundation, when in truth, He NEVER was. May GOD’s mercy be swift and deliver you to your Eternal Penance, hopefully you then will find it in your soul to repent and be allowed the succor of the Seven Skies.

To the Faithful that exiled themselves to the South to practice the traditions of your Canonist sect, follow me, forgo your titles and ranks, and follow the receding tide back into the flock of Horen with Humility. Otherwise, the door will be closed firmly behind and locked eternally, with your serpentine broods being hunted IN PERPETUITY and your souls finding themselves in the same Eternal Penance that follows those that challenge our Holy Imperator.

 

Without GOD, the Path of Desolation and Ruin, that of the Deceiver, is the only path the most naïve and fallible will find themselves treading upon. Deny penance after death, and you will find yourself face to face with Ruin Itself.

 

REPENT AND APOLOGISE TO YOUR EMPEROR, FOR HIS JUDGEMENT IS FINAL.

 

AVE IMPERIUM.

 

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CLOSING PRAYER

GREATEST OF COUNCILORS, OUR PERFECT SHEPARD, grant myself and the exilic Southerners the wisdom and resolve to continue in our trek back into Your embrace and that of the shelter of Horen’s tent, Father GOD. Steel our resolve, Father, for we will be ridiculed and ostracized by our friends and family that remain in the Serpent’s Pit. However, those that remain, Almighty GOD, know not when the Serpent will strike their heel and infect them with its deathly poison, had it not already struck.

 

EXALTED HOREN, pray for us, provide us of the Exilic South and our misguided brethren to be bestowed with your Humility and return into our Holy Father’s Covenant.

 

EXALTED OWYN, pray for us, let your Holy Fire immolate the souls of the Exilic South to burn away the impurities we have suffered under the misguidance of the Belethians and their Pagan overlords. Let this War purge these lands of the impurity of the Pagans and Heretics that have taken us from the Holy and Righteous Path laid out to us by GOD.

 

EXALTED GODFREY, pray for us, let the forthcoming Justice of the Imperium come swift to those of the misguided that have remained within the paganous, heretical Horde. Bestow upon those that fight in GOD and the Imperetor’s names the Glory of victory in the coming battles. Let Justice be swift for the Exilic South that returns into the embrace of Almighty GOD.

 

EXALTED SIGISMUND, pray for us, let Wisdom and Clairvoyance envelop all and have all come to realize that to fight against the Imperium is to fight against the will of Almighty GOD. The misguided fight blind to the knowledge that the Imperium fights with GOD’s favor and only those that see may realize that this war has already been won.

 

SAINT ALEXANDER FREDERICK OF FURNESTOCK, pray for us, grant your favor to those soldiers loyal to your beloved Imperium.

 

SAINT ARPAD OF VILACZ, pray for us, grant Focus and Vitality to the soldiers of the Imperium as they fight the paganous and heretical hordes of the South.

 

SAINT CHARLES OF PETRUS, pray for us, give us the Strength and Fortitude to the Exilic South to steel our minds and allow us to return to the Imperium in confidence, not letting doubt seep into our minds and souls. In tandem, give Strength and Fortitude to the loyal soldiers of the Imperium, let their steel never break and their bodies given the vigor to see out the entirety of each battle.

 

It is in HIS Blessed and Holy Name that we pray:

 

AMEN!

 

 

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Affirmed by the Patriarch of House Helfgott

on the 11th of the HOREN'S CALLING, in the Year 

of Our LORD, 2069 I.T. 

 

MIT GOTT ALS MEIN ANKER,

 

Aviel Roy Helfgott

By Faith in GOD, Patriarch of House Helfgott

 

 

Spoiler

 

Roleplay is roleplay, so don’t come at me OOCly because of this decision. I have mulled over this decision on Aviel for a few days now as I struggled to see his and the story of House Helfgott continue in the area that is formerly Beleth, especially with Peter’s exit from the Horde and his coming execution.

I have personas on both sides of the war and I will be making a post regarding one of them, Gunthram. Just need to work on the post!

 

Those that want to join Aviel in the return to the Empire as part of the Exilic South, feel free to join! Those that are former Belethian nobility, put your post in as well, you have until Friday (Feb. 20th)!

 

 

[Seva 624]

Phoebe de Senna hummed lightly, looking over her papers as she surveyed the lands across the continent. She was handed the missive by the means of a maid and allowed a soft sigh. She reached for a new piece of parchment to begin a letter.

[Spellblades 754]

"So it's all falling apart, huh?" Aelyn Greye muttered after reading the missive sent out by the Knight that was supposed to train him back in Beleth. "As expected... Maybe I'll visit him one of these days." The Soldier's Atronach eye rapidly blinked a few times out of pure rage before coming to a halt. "As I said, Aedric, I shall avenge you in the next hundred years or the next." the 'ker said to the wind.