[PK] BE KIND TO OTHERS, HADRIAN

[Nathaniel Maxwell 66]

"Finally does the pathetic Tyrant lay dead. Good Riddance to his madness, though his filth-ridden Dynasty will likely be no different. A Rotten, festering continent that has not changed, nor *will it* change.", The Jaded Aelkos cast the news aside, not sparing a moment longer for the death of such a disgusting man in his eyes.

[Masouri 2735]

Banjo puffed on his cigar.

[Seva 624]

Phoebe de Senna, now the Baroness Malory, shook her head gently as she read over the missive, her eyes downcast.

" I conquered my birth-born weakness, in part because of your spirit. It is a shame, this Horenic Curse. "

She cast her mind back, to futures unwritten. She thought for a moment, brief yet strong, of how he gently supported her arms to carry her down the halls to his office, when her blindness still debilitated her. Tenderness that she had seen, if only in his most private moments.

[KeiaTypeBeat 3276]

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[ChainedDragons 1374]

"So the dragons fire has gone out?" An omen murmurs, letting the wind carry the paper holding that information away. "This changes little... a new head takes charge of the hydra. Will it be just as monstrous as the last?" Nature sat in silence to Bron's question. For they were unable to know the future. 

[wootdahnoot 131]

"That...was awesome."  Baudemund stated.

[TrisTheWarrior 59]

A poet rose his head at the sudden noise. - At the sudden notice of the Emperor's death. . . - His head tilted, almost contemplating his words, his thoughts. - Truly, he was not one to bother with complex things. - So, he did not care much. - The death of an emperor has yet to mean his home would return. - But yet, he is home. - And at least he knows this one will not fall.

 

Perhaps if he knew of the Emperor's last words he would agree. - A peaceful life he did have, none has yet to slay him, none has yet to harm him for his pure reason of existence. - Nor did it interrupt his writing that much. - The only thing he hated was how the lands were displaced. - How people fell. . - Yet the future is like time. - A fearful snare. - A hungry maw. - And only time and future may tell what hides forth.

[Based1Salmon 758]

In the Carnelle villa there sat a young child, a scion of the next generation reading over a missive, meant for his father. Dante Felipe Carnelle read of the Emperor's demise and a tear rolled down his face. The Emperor was gone. What did this mean for Imperium? The child slowly shambled their way across the city until he found himself in the chapel. The child fell to his knees and began to pray for the Emperor's soul, and the health of the new Emperor.

[Harold 3386]

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[__Stal27 2126]

"Hrm."

Uttered, the Norn-King who remained retreated within the northern territories for sometime, news from the Imperial Capital beckoned his appearance within Rittersburg, but this one he thought, this one he would not present himself. Ironic, that time was, the death of an Emperor and yet the north celebrated the Union of a Thegn's daughter. He would travel south perhaps, though as he remained within the trees of read, overlooking the chants of the Luminary, he shuffled the letter between his gloved digits, listening to the feint whispers of all requests as they fell upon deaf ears and he stood around the ongoing celebrations.

[yungwoman 62]

A masked woman sat under a tree as she heard the news, cackling under her mask and counting stolen goods.. she had sat in his throne just days prior.. "Told you to count your days you sick son of a bitch."

[Vertigo_Round 326]

An elf chuckled, changing her mindscape to the throne room she sat in just days prior. Once more she sits on the throne, this time made of smoke. "So 'is dead. I won. And I ge'to sit on the throne whenever I wan'to.. how I love m'mindscape" She then tilts her hand, the room shifting and bowing to her command,  and burning to the ground. A forest grows in it's place, of redwood and willow trees,  maned wolves roaming and the fauna returned. Even if only in the conduits mind, it was a future she would hope for, the world renewed from the tainted clutches that man once held it tight in.

[KaiserJacobII 1456]

He was not supposed to be there, but he was.

 

Peering between the armoured plates of tall Idunian soldiers, Jean saw Hadrian sit, commanding, before the Orcish delegation. None of the Emperor's inner thoughts were apparent to the boy. To him, that man was a symbol more than a person. Impossibly, unreachably majestic, he was, to Jean. Emperor of all Azuras.

 

A year later, he hears word of the Emperor's death.

[MrSyth 636]

The most ancient of High Elves hears word of the Emperor's exodus. He takes a deep breath, then sighs. Be it relief or disappointment, even he himself was unsure. 

"And so it goes. Humans come, and go. As much devestation as this one was able to unleash upon this realm, I must commend him on one thing. For as forgettable most humans are to one who has lived for over a millennium, one thing can be certain:

Hadrian, you shall be remembered."
 

[Seuss 1056]

"I went before I could retire, your Imperial Majesty." Came the calm words of a knight bearing Dragon armor. The world around them an empty sea of white clouds and a sky as pure blue as the eyes of a newborn. Between his hands he held the pommel of his sword, with the blade directed downward; the point consumed by the fluffy make of vapors. "It would be an honor to retire alongside you now. " Sir Severin Black, Dragon Knight of Hadrian I, rose his hand and gestured for the man he served to come into the Skies peacefully.