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  1. Erwin reads the missive from his keep, allowing himself one of his rare smiles. “I’ll serve you well.” he states simply before calling for the rest of his family to tell them the news.
  2. Erwin nods in approval alongside several others. ”I support Aedan, although I hope both sides keep the election respectful” he mutters under his breath.
  3. THE MELEE (FOR EVERYONE) NAME: Erwin Barclay AGE: 20 TITLE (IF APPLICABLE): Baron of Freising LAND OF ORIGIN: Haense MC NAME: StillAMiniguy THE 3v3 MELEE (FOR EVERYONE) NAME: Erwin Barclay AGE: 20 TITLE (IF APPLICABLE): Baron of Freising LAND OF ORIGIN: Haense MC NAME: StillAMiniguy THE JOUST (NOBILITY ONLY) NAME: Erwin Barclay AGE: 20 TITLE: Baron of Freising LAND OF ORIGIN/HOLDING: Haense MC NAME: StillAMiniguy
  4. THE WEDDING OF ERWIN BARCLAY AND KAMILA ALIMAR 12th of Vzymey and Hynk, 300 ES ✢ ✢ ✢ In the sight of GOD, the betrothed pair of Lord Erwin Barclay and Princess Kamila Alimar are to be wed within the coming days of the cold winter. With great joyousness, the Haeseni people are all cordially invited to spectate the merry ceremony that will take place within the Ekaterinburg Palace’s private chapel in the royal quarters. After the wedding, all are asked to join the newlyweds in celebration and revelry with the feast following. Signed, HER MAJESTY, Maya Valeriya Barbanov, Queen-Consort of Hanseti-Ruska, Baroness of Antioch HIS SERENE HIGHNESS, Otto Sigmar Alimar, Grand Prince of Muldav, Lord Marshal of the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska HER HIGHNESS, Princess Kamila Irena Alimar HIS LORDSHIP, Erwin Barclay
  5. It’s already shaping up to be a great contribution to LOTC.
  6. The lost son Turan in the audience of Başıl & Kübilay Karamanoğlu A LOST SON RETURNS “A Tartışma in Helena?” Turan muttered, looking up to the sky “ By Kashgar, I haven’t heard that word in ages.” He marched forward through Helena, observing a couple of guards chatting near the courthouse. “Arkadaş, have you seen my people pass through this stone yurt?” “Stone yurt? The feck he on ‘bout?” the Guard scratched his head, staring in confusion at the young Turan. He looked around awkwardly, before simply walking away: that ordeal wasn’t worth anymore of his time. He went to the tavern across the courthouse in the hopes of finding people. There he found no living soul, but the remnants of Hookah ash & emptied mugs. Had he heard correctly, about this Tartışma? Or was he merely enchanted by the temptation of wishful thinking, wishing for him to be reunited by his people again. Following a trail of rumors and hearsay, Turan found himself in the arid Korvassa. squinting at a map that a kind traveler had given him. The blowing sands obscured his vision, but it didn’t really matter as he couldn’t read the map anyway. His faithful horse had long since perished, and Turan’s provisions were running low. As he munched on a stale loaf of bread, he glimpsed a narrow stone road, covered with sand. Hope returned to his heart as he forged his way to it, finally having firm ground below his feet once more. He trudged along the length of the road, finally arriving outside the gates of Al-Faiz. “Merhaba! I’m looking for the Karamans, my kardeşler.” he called to the seemingly empty gates, coughing as the sands washed over him. Before long, a voice responded “Kardes! We’re inside, come join us!” Turan made his way through the now opened gates, glancing around at the sandstone walls and merchant shops of the square. A look of disdain crossed his face, how could his brothers have chosen this place to live? Cramped in sand and stone, there was nowhere to ride horses freely. Nowhere to roam with nothing but your brothers and the clothes on your back. This was truly the definition of a Stone Yurt: a self-entrapment upon which the meek hide within. He was suddenly accosted by his brother Kübilay, who quickly wrapped him up into an embrace “You’ve returned, kardeş!” he exclaimed “Back to your people once again..” Turan’s eyes grew teary: “I’ve returned” he replied evenly, returning the embrace “I heard of the Tartışma in the stone yurt of Helena. I’ve been alone for so long, but I couldn’t stay away from my kardeşler. By Kashgar, we are reunited!.” He stepped back, a scornful look on his face once more. “Nevertheless, how can our people thrive like this? In the south, without our horses?” A voice replied from the walls, it was his kardeş Bayezid: “We made a deal with the Sheikh, to manage their stables and trade our horses. It will bring us prosperity and wealth while we reunite the rest of the tribe.” Turan looked thoughtful, although he still seemed skeptical “I suppose that’s a start…but there’s still much work to be done.”
  7. Erwin sat near the riverbank, rubbing the back of his head as he gazed upon the pagan corpses that littered the field. He had manned the walls during the stalemate at Reza, he had watched from afar as the Haeseni defeated the Suffonians in Warwick Castle, but this was the first true battle he’d been in. He had been one of the first across the bridge, flinging himself headlong into the pagan lines, hacking away at any who were near. It was a battle he was determined to win. A battle filled with blood and death. A battle where a boy becomes a man. He stepped over the dead as he returned to Reza, whispering “Ave Oren, Ave Haense.”
  8. Erwin scans the missive from Freisburg’s Great Hall, recalling the meeting that took place over a game of poker. “We can accomplish more together than we could’ve alone. It’s time to get to work.” he murmurs before taking a huge swig of beer, promptly shuddering at its bitter taste.
  9. OOC Username: StillAMiniguy Discord: Miniguy15736#6963 Timezone: CET Roleplay Name: Somaril Age: 31 Race: Wood Elf Desired Role: Raeden
  10. What is your name?: Darien ((What is your Minecraft username?)): Miniguy15736 ((Discord)): Miniguy15736#6963 Additional Comments:
  11. Darien surveys a nearby notice board with interest, his eyes landing on the flier. He taps his foot and thinks for a moment before tearing the flier off. ”Maybe I can finally get a shot at this...” he mutters before starting to fill out an application. (Mc Name)): Miniguy15736 ((Rp)) Name: Darien Reyne Are you currently a mage: Nope When is the best time to contact you for an interview((Discord)): I’m available to receive messages throughout the entire day EST. Discord is Miniguy15736#6963.
  12. “Wish I could’ve gotten to know you more...” says Darien, saddened at the news
  13. NAME: Darien Reyne NOBILITY (Y/N): N if not, GENTRY (Y/N): N RACE: Human (Heartlander) PAST EXPERIENCE : Fought against the ratmen in Ves and serves as a Landser under House Barclay
  14. Miniguy15736

    The Mages Guild

    OOC ((MC Name: Miniguy15736)) ((Discord: Miniguy15736#6963)) ((Timezone: EST)) RP What is your name? Darien Reyne Why seek membership within the Mages Guild? I want to learn how to protect myself and others from those who’ll use magic for harm. I was helpless to stop a rogue mage from going on a killing spree, and had to wait for other mages to step in. What is the extent of your experience with magic? I’ve been nearly killed by bloodmagic if that counts What arts if any do you currently study and who was your teacher? None, but I’d like to learn transfiguration or runesmithing What position do you desire to claim upon joining the guild? Acolyte What position do you desire to advance to within the guild? Vanguard, but that may change When is the best time to contact you for an interview? Around 2pm to 7pm EST
  15. *Wanted posters begin appearing around Sutica, with the following picture and message WANTED: THE RED WANDERER A killer known as “The Red Wanderer” has recently been roaming the streets and sewers of Sutica, leaving several wounded and a few dead in his wake. The Wanderer has the appearance of the above picture, except he has a red hood. They also wear a mask and gloves. They are known to have powerful magical abilities in fire and physical manipulation. They are also deadly with a longsword. If you see the Wanderer, do NOT confront them alone. Many have done so, and paid the price for it. I call upon all able-bodied fighters to defend Sutica and bring the Wanderer to justice. For more information contact Darien Reyne.
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