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Hannibal read over the missive with a tense edge before setting to sharpen his blade, handing it off to Leofric once finished. "Ready our men." He only sounds, declaratively. @woke

DEMANDS UNTO THE PRINCE ☩☩☩ UNTO THE PRINCES OF ALSTION, Your weakness is but a reflection of that which grips all of Aevos, the force that stifles the realms of all Man. For, in your feeble state, you've summoned all the might which could be mustered to the Alban banner. All this, for naught but a host of mercenaries, of whom this land is overrun, thanks in no small part to your misrule. In spite of all your efforts, however, we have captured your leal courtier, the Lady Maude of Österland. Be assured, she is kept in our care—unharmed, well-fed, and far from suffering. Mourn not for her, as she shall be returned similarly unharmed, should you yield to the simple demands I set forth. You will find them reasonable, a kindness extended in light of our shared Horenic blood, however sullied yours may be. I — ON RANSOM For the return of the Lady Maude of Österland, our company demands one thousand minae, to be delivered unto us in full by the Saint’s Morrow. II — ON KIN For in your greed, you have seized what is not yours, torn from us one who has stood in his duty. You hold Eadwig, our loyal officer. Be assured, we do not beg, nor do we cower—we demand his return, unharmed and far from suffering. Delay not, for there shall be no mourning, only reckoning, should you refuse this simple course. You will find it fair, a final kindness offered despite the stain upon your honor. III — ON RECOGNITION For too long, my name has been spoken of in hushed derision, casting me as naught but a bastard of sullied Horen blood. Yet, in your efforts to diminish me, you only affirm what you fear—that I am more than the stain you name me, more than the shadow you would see forgotten. And so, in spite of your silence, you will speak my name, not as an afterthought, but as truth. You will grant me the recognition that is mine by right. You will find my terms are simple and fair, for I care not for the petty lands you cling to. Should you comply, the Lady Maude shall be returned to you in whole; should you refuse, she shall return a reminder of your folly. Spare me your words and yourself, the ink, for I care little for the groveling which the ‘men’ of Aevos have grown so accustomed to. Do not test the mercy I have already granted you. Do not keep me waiting. SIGNED, Lucius, scion of Camilius Jrent, of the line of the Dragon Knight

IN RYCHWALD WE TRUST In the neighboring fields of a once verdant Druscan hill, Sir Andrik found himself amidst the swaying crops, pondering upon his journey from squirehood under Lord Edmond de Rouen to knighthood under Sir Gaspard, culminating in his fight in the enduring war. Battling illness for a year, he sensed his journey nearing its conclusion. Yet, unable to bid farewell anywhere but where it all began, he collapsed beside a weathered rock, his gaze drifting over the Petran landscapes. With a whispered lament, he mused, "Perhaps only the Mad King's Whip may grant me release, but it seems not." Though he and his once-bastard comrade Fyodor, now Lord Kovachev, had never seen eye to eye, their paths diverged further amidst the change in allegiances. Nevertheless, Andrik remained by his side, standing by the values prized by their Order. "Unity prevails beyond borders, a shared purpose in the crucible of strength." As the memories of battles fought and their many defeats accumulated in his thought, Andrik contemplated the nature of it all. The once Grand Prizak now grappled with mortality, his spirit unbowed even as his body weakened. Each passing moment brought a sense of closure, a silent acknowledgment of the inevitable end drawing near. In the fading light of dusk, Andrik found solace in the simplicity of nature, the gentle rustle of leaves and the soft caress of the evening breeze a soothing balm to his soul. He simply embraced the moment, finding peace in the knowledge that Rychwald would endure. With a final sigh, Andrik closed his eyes, surrendering to the night. In that moment, amidst the tranquil beauty of the Druscan ruins, he finally found a sense of closure, his journey at an end but the legacy of the Order destined to live on.

As the parchment exchanged hands from Fyodor to his son, a youthful Franz Kovachev offered a faint smile. @Radzig

Changed Status to Accepted

Changed Status to Accepted Hello there, as you can see, you have been accepted onto the server! Well done on your application, you are doing just great! Welcome to the LotC community! To get started, The server IP is mc.lotc.co The server is 1.18.2 - 1.19.3 To get started, I suggest going to tutorial island or do; /creq Can a Wilven come assist me? Here are some resources to help you start out! https://wiki.lordofthecraft.net/index.php?title=Settlement_Guides https://wiki.lordofthecraft.net/index.php?title=Nations_and_Major_Charters If you need help, Feel free to contact me via the forums or my discord deflectives. You can also message me in game with /msg Deflectives. If I am not around, you may always do /creq with your questions or you can also use the LotC Discord which is right here! : Discord Lastly, here is the new player hub, I recommend you look over it! New player hub

Changed Status to Accepted

Changed Status to Accepted Hello there, as you can see, you have been accepted onto the server! Well done on your application, you are doing just great! Welcome to the LotC community! To get started, The server IP is mc.lotc.co The server is 1.18.2 - 1.19.3 To get started, I suggest going to tutorial island or do; /creq Can a Wilven come assist me? Here are some resources to help you start out! https://wiki.lordofthecraft.net/index.php?title=Settlement_Guides https://wiki.lordofthecraft.net/index.php?title=Nations_and_Major_Charters If you need help, Feel free to contact me via the forums or my discord deflectives. You can also message me in game with /msg Deflectives. If I am not around, you may always do /creq with your questions or you can also use the LotC Discord which is right here! : Discord Lastly, here is the new player hub, I recommend you look over it! New player hub

Sir Andrik loves to hunt and things of that nature!

Sir Andrik would return to the Rychwald, dragging a lifeless Harald behind.

"Solid work." Hummed 'Sir' Andrik to Rurik as he marched back to their lands. @woke

Sir Andrik gathered his men, the majority adorned in armor that had quite visibly withstood the battle's 'rigors'. With a subtle satisfaction, he remarked to the assembled lot, "Well, that proved to be rather effortless."