WRIT OF ABDICATION - AVISTRA

[Javert 9615]

 

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Writ of Abdication

Issued from the Seat of House Altwegg, Under GOD and Empire

Anno Domini
2082, 655.A.A.

Deo Volente, 

I have governed Avistra alongside my beloved wife, Margrave Arya Altwegg, for 72 years of my 101 year-long life.  In truth, I had never expected to live to such an age, for my life has been little other than wars stretching from the Robertine Crusade to the most recent Lone Star Rebellion. Yet, I like to take comfort in the fact that the people of Avistra have persisted despite consistent threats.

In light of my elder years, I, Ser Meili Altwegg, do hereby announce my formal abdication from the Throne of Avistra and my position as Co-Margrave. Henceforth, all my authority shall be vested solely in my beloved wife who shall now rule as the sole Margrave of our people until such time where she is ready to join me in retirement. I shall relegate myself to a mere Consort. Though I will serve my people until my death per my duties as a Knight, I intend to spend whatever peaceful years may remain among my family as often as possible. A new era is upon us within Avistra.

 

Forward Avistra!

 

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The Most Honorable, Ser Meili Altwegg,
Margrave-Consort of Avistra, Baron-Emeritus of Hummingbirds Rest & Wing’s Crest, Knight of Avistra

 

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OOC: Very proud to have led Avistra through its highs and lows. It is time to begin the process of handing off the reigns to the new generation of Avistra's leaders. Dw, I'll stick around Avistra :)

 

[tadabug2000 4918]

Junco read the missive, though she and the Avistrans knew this was coming since two courts ago. Her Nonno deserved his rest, his retirement and now he would get it. There was a hint of sadness there, but excitement prevailed above all. What would this new age of Avistra bring?

 

"Forward Avistra." The words are firm, a smile forming unbidden on the girls features.

[HedeonRP 62]

Mavis stood aside the postage. Her hand coddled the miss-shaped stuffed bear at her side, a pout crossing her cherubic-cheeks, rosy and kind. Sadness laid on her bleary tear-drawn eyes. Her Grandfather had wished for retirement, and had since obtained it. The six-year-old had no idea, or really an interest in what this would mean for Avistra, mind occupied with thoughts of sweet treats.

"Oh." That was all, without mustering up some questioning phrase, or words of encouragement to speak at the notice, Mavis wandered off.

[Plausifraunz 361]

Arya, now the sole Margrave of Avistra, maintained her busy-as-ever duties. Her schedule all written out, though no way to tell if it would be followed, or what unseen events held true. Soon, retirement for herself would not be long. It was true though, and admittedly, Arya never thought she'd see a day she'd rule by herself. 

"Take a rest, Mel. You've fought a long time. I'll be there shortly." She sighed harshly, rubbing her forehead, sitting at her desk. Infront, paperwork to deal with, everlasting. Work never stops. "Forward Avistra."

[Mordringfan 166]

"You did well, Grandfather." Spoke Yanick Altwegg. "Forward Avistra!"

[Pegleg_Bob 1107]

“He only left after crippling me. Someday, I wish to be like you, Grandpa,” says the coolest and best Wingriff in the lands, doing a backflip on his one leg while smoking a six pack of beer.

 

 

 

[Digit___ 1224]

“Enjoy yer retirement, Lord Meili.” Aviel Roy hummed with a soft smile. He thought how he was only about half the old Margrave’s age, chuckling at the thought that he would also be fighting into his silver years.

 

“Forward Avistra.” The Helfgott Patriarch declared, his ocean-hued eyes casting over the soon-to-be-settled lands of New Avistra before riding back home atop a snow-furred steed.