Celebrations of the Golden Oak

[alienescence 1415]

 

ISSUED BY THE DUCHY OF LORRAINE

On the 13th of Harren’s Folly, 647 AA

 

Penned by the hand of HL,

Eirene of Myrine

 

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HEED, LEAL SONS OF HOREN   It pleases the House d’Amaury to announce the completion of its new holding. Nestled within the freshly conquered Goldleaf forests, an inaugural celebration to honor the establishment of the newly erected castle is to take place upon the 17th day of the Sun’s Smile. All Imperial citizenry and allies are invited to partake in the revelry the day shall offer.   TOUR OF LORRAINE Hosted by the Ducal family, a tour of the Duchy’s newly erected keep shall ensue foremost, displaying the large swathe of land freshly claimed by the House d’Amaury. Guests are warmly invited to indulge in the bountiful riches the land has to offer.   THE GOLDLEAF FEAST The lands of the Goldleaf forest were not won through peaceful means, but by conquest. To christen these newly claimed lands, a commemorative feast will be hosted in honor of the victories won. Music, refreshments, and other such pleasantries shall be continuously provided throughout the eve of celebration.   A BOUT OF BAKING The House of d’Amaury is renowned for the splendor of its pastries. Shortly after the conclusion of dinner, attendees are invited to partake in a baking competition, overseen by the Duke of Lorraine and his family. The victor’s dessert will promptly be served to guests thereafter.

 

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OOC:

Wednesday, April 8th, 5PM EST

1433, 180, 293

 

His Imperial Excellency, Sir Lothar ‘the Mustang’ d’Amaury,

Grand Knight of the Empire and Duke of Lorraine

 

Her Ladyship, Eirene Mareno,

Lady of Myrine

 

Her Ladyship, Olympe Amalia d’Amaury,

Lady of Lorraine

 

[TaraJess 2848]

Aurelian Greye tells all her family about Lorraine, for the Amaurys were so kind to her in her youth. She ponders which dress to wear to the celebration!

[KBR 2046]

The Duke of Lorraine stood upon the battlements of The Krak des Miraval, looking back across the Heartlands. 

Lothar's jaw worked silently for a moment, his gaze fixed on the horizon. Perhaps Emperor Hadrian's words to him had been right. A new world demanded new things of its men. He was not entirely certain that he was built for it. He looked to his right, at his brother Hughes "A baking competition.. Your daughter truly does have us all under her thumb"