Javert

ON THE STATE OF THE VICEROY

4th of the Grand Harvest, 111 S.A.

To the Hyspian People and whoever it may concern,

Recently, a great tragedy has befallen our beloved Viceroyalty of Hyspia. His Highness, Viceroy Cesar I of Hyspia, has been incapacitated and made bedridden by a sudden heart attack brought on by what is believed to be an overwhelming amount of stress regarding recent scenarios. 

The suffering of a Cardiac Arrest has left the Viceroy incapable of overseeing day-to-day governance of the Viceroyalty, and as a result the Viceroy has consented to Crown-Prince Francisco, heir to the Viceroyalty, being appointed as his regent until his recovery. We hope that the people of Hyspia and Haense join us in praying for the recovery of the Viceroy.

Signed,

His Highness, Cesar de Pelear, Viceroy of Hyspia, Baron of Arenisca, Lord of Niseep, Gereon’s Hold, and Ciudad de Plata

His Highness, Francisco de Pelear, Crown-Prince of Hyspia, Prince-Regent of Hyspia

"Good to hear!" the Viceroy of Hyspia said as he heard of the recovery of his fellow peer.

7 minutes ago, comatoseprincess said:

Julietta would look at the invitation and see it was for the wedding. Quickly heading inside she takes a seat next to Camilo and opens it to read it, "The wedding will be something, however must we always fight at these things? It's like fighting is all they do in Hyspia." She muttered out, putting the invitation down, "I should go find a dress to wear."

"VIOLENCE IS TRADITION VIOLENCE IS TRADITION VIOLENCE IS TRADITION VIOLENCE IS TRADITION VIOLENCE IS TRADITION!!" the Viceroy of Hyspia roared out in a brief fit of madness for no reason at all. Perhaps the aging Viceroy was letting his stress get to him! Nonetheless, he went off to go congratulate his son.

Prince Louis weeps at the news of his Mother's death, having hoped to see her a final time before she passed. Nonetheless, Louis goes off to write to his siblings Joseph and Peter.

On 1/10/2021 at 11:37 PM, Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska said:

Cesar Pelear

"It's Cesar De Pelear! The de is not an optional part of the last name, it is the last name!" the angered Viceroy of Hyspia roared out as Haense once again failed to properly spell his hyspian name

Guns. Give them to me.

"Well **** Norland I guess." says Styregg Eiriksson Ruric

A small detachment of ships off the coast of Old Yong Ping bearing the Rozanian Banner

Prince Aleksy of Rozania stood atop the front of his flagship, surveying the old ruins of Yong Ping alongside his trusted advisors. For too long had his Family lived in self-imposed Exile on an island off the shores of Almaris, for Aleksy was here to see the lands that rightfully belonged to his Brother, Father, and all those before him. Aleksy turned to the men assembled upon his ship, swords at their sides and anticipation in their eyes as they awaited the words of the second born Prince.

“Men of Cahir, bannermen of my Father, hear me! Upon these shores my predecessors William and Oisin made their landing when crossing the sea from Sarissa, and so too shall we! Only a few miles inland sits the Principality of Sedan and their ill-settled city of Joannesport, growing fat off lands that our Ancestors died for! It was Sedan that allowed Rozania to weaken itself with infighting, then swooping in to take our homes when we could do nothing to stop them!”

The Bannermen of Aleksy’s flagship grumbled amongst themselves, whispers of Oisin’s Rebellion and the battles between Rozania and Sedan being spoken across the deck. Aleksy raised his hand for silence once more, drawing his sword and holding it to the sky.

“I, Prince Aleksy of Rozania, Second born son of Prince Armitage, the rightful King of Rozania, have been sent here for one purpose. Drive the Sedanians off the soil of our ancestors and mount the de Joannes family on spikes! Stand with me, Sons of the Oisinite cause! Drive the Goats off our Rosefields!”

Aleksy was met with roaring cheers as the Rozan bannermen drew their blades in support of the Prince. In victory or defeat, Aleksy’s men were prepared to follow him to avenge their past grievances against the Principality of Sedan.

A missive soon makes its way to the gates of the Principality of Sedan

TO THE SQUATTERS OF JOANNESPORT

Too long. For too long the Rozanian lands have been squatted upon by the greedy House de Joannes that has sought to grow fat off the pastures we Rozanians once toiled. I have come not to negotiate, but to give forth the demands set out by my righteous Father; His Majesty, Armitage Fleurgrass Roza. 

To Frederick II, Prince of Sedan:

• The squatter-city of Joannesport must be surrendered to the forces of House Roza.

• All titles that the Principality of Sedan may have accumulated during Oisin’s Rebellion, such as the ‘Destroyer of Rozanians’ title, must forever be destroyed.

• All organized levies under the service of the Principality of Sedan must surrender their weaponry and march back under guard towards the City of Louisville, where the House de Joannes never should have strayed from.

• The Principality of Sedan must supply the House of Roza with building supplies to tear down Joannesport and reconstruct the City of Roza.

These terms are non-negotiable. Failure to accept these terms within three Saint’s Days shall lead to an official Declaration of War. Any assault on those who serve the rightful holders of the Rozanian lands shall lead to a Declaration of War. We will not fight those who seek no fight with us, as our cause lies solely on removing imposing foreigners from our lands.

King Oisin of Rozania was merciful, we shall not be.

Signed,

Prince Aleksy Vyztoryas Roza, Second born son of Rightful King Armitage Roza

Louis Owyn Haverlock, formerly de Joannes and a brief Marshal of Sedan, strokes his beard as he reads his Nephew's missive from his home in Minitz. "Fighting the Paladins? I can't say I'm not intrigued. Let's see where this goes." Louis then handed the missive to his Wife, Olenna Gorgo Haverlock @tadabug2000

Hello there, if you read the title you can probably figure out what this is. If you've been a NL/SL multiple times (doesn't matter if for the same nation/settlement or different ones), here's a few questions for y'all!

1. What's your favorite part about being an NL/SL?

2. What's your least favorite part about being an NL/SL?

3. What's your most prominent memory as an NL/SL?

4. If you led your Nation/Settlement into a war, do you regret it and did it turn out to be fun? If yes/no, why?

5. Did you inherit your Nation/Settlements most of the time or build them from scratch? Or was it different each time?

1 hour ago, tilly said:

"What sort of a creature does a horse and a crow make?" The archduchess shuddered at the thought, but was comforted by the fact that the two animals, in the real world, could not procreate together... as far as she was aware.

 

Renilde could be found in the library later on, researching the two animals and whether it would be possible for them to reproduce together. Many hours later, she was pleased to discover this travesty to be of fiction, but left the archives yearning for a winged horse.

 

  Reveal hidden contents

 

I want one.

 

The Viceroy of Hyspia smiles the Sun's Smile as his son finally prepares to be married

Cesar de Pelear prepares to commit warcrimes against those who kidnapped his daughter.

"I am going to teach the boy Hyspian." Cesar de Pelear said bluntly immediately after the news was given to him

CERTIFICATE OF HONORARY CITIZENSHIP

4th of the Amber Cold, 107 S.A.

To all Citizens of Hyspia;

With the finalization of this document, the Viceroyalty of Hyspia is honored to bestow Georg Sigismund, Grand Prince of Kusoraev, with this certificate of honorary citizenship. As a true friend to the Viceroyal Crown, it is the hope that His Serene Highness may forevermore enjoy the company and loyalty of his fellow countrymen.

With this certificate comes the privilege to enjoy ten (10) free drinks within the Hyspian Tavern.

Signed,

His Highness, Cesar de Pelear, Viceroy of Hyspia, Baron of Arenisca, Lord of Niseep and Gereon’s Hold

"Let this be a warning pendejos, no asking my children out without permission." The Viceroy of Hyspia said as he recalled the two times he's confronted people about such a topic.

The Viceroy of Hyspia smiles the suns smile as two of his old friends prepare for their wedding "Maria, teach those children our language or so help me DIOS."

"Well then, let's see how my liege reacts to this." the Viceroy of Hyspia sighed as he read the missive from his keep in Ciudad de Plata.

The Viceroy of Hyspia, who ruled Hyspia independently and neutrally during the Successor's War, recalls the events of the war. "I do believe that it was I who sought out Balian and Daeland to attempt a cease-fire, and our terms were to disallow conflict in the southern continent. It was both Balian and Daeland who at first agreed to the terms, but it was later broken by forces outside of the south. My largest regret is Hyspia not being strong enough at the time to enforce a southern peace."

Rather straightforward topic I've been thinking of. Do you prefer to have your builds pasted or built from scratch? When I say built from scratch, that can either mean having a build but doing it by hand or having no plan and expanding your build as people join.

"SI! SI! SI! SI! FINALLY!" the Viceroy of Hyspia roared out as the Grand Prince was to be wed at last.

what was your OG goal with the Sutican War if you had full-on defeated Oren (No Inferi or pontiff intervention)

Urugail Hailstorm gives a thumbs-up from his self-imposed exile

The Chieftain of the Skanarri tribes living in the ice spikes north of Haense comes upon the missive. After reading through its contents, the Chieftain couldn't help but grin. Perhaps it was time for the Skanarri to return to the fold of Tribal affairs, for better or for worse. "Brothers, it seems we are no longer the only tribe remaining on this continent."

The Rose Butcher

Sailor’s Haven, Cahir Island

Oisin wasn't much longer for this world, and he knew it. Almost 100 years old and he felt himself becoming weaker with every passing day, a far cry from the man he once was. Prince Oisin O'Breathnach Roza - once a man who had helped bring down a Kingdom, now a senile old man on an island thousands of miles away from Almaris. This island of his that he had spent most of his life in, that he had carved a new domain of his own out of, never truly was his home. He longed for Almaris and for old Rozania. Even so, he had always known that returning was never an option. Now on his deathbed and surrounded by his surviving Family, he made one final request. To his only son Armitage, he requested that he never forget the dream of a new Rozania. The dream that both Oisin and Armitage had attempted to build, yet nonetheless were unable to achieve.

"Never forget the dream, ukochany syn. Never forget what we both attempted to build, and what we have here and now."

The dying Prince took a final deep breath, holding close those dear to him.

"Do not weep for me, my family. I go now to see Szymon in the Seven Skies."

[!] The will and testament of Oisin O'Breathnach Roza is made known to the public

LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF OISIN O'BREATHNACH ROZA

My eldest Son, Armitage Fleurgrass Roza, shall inherit my titles as Baron of Cahir and Prince of Rozania, including my claim to the Rozanian throne as well as all my estates and other property.

My body shall be sent back to the continent of Almaris to be buried near the ruins of Old Sarissa.

My wealth is to be divided equally between my Wife Diona, my Son Armitage, and my Grandchildren Andrzej, Aleksy, and Nadia II

Louis Owyn Haverlock looks at the missive with utter bewilderment "I am fairly certain that I am my Father's blood, there is absolutely nothing to disprove it. As for my apparent 'plot' to take my Nephew's titles, I spoke to my Brother about potentially transferring the title in order to jump-start the creation of my new family. After Peter denied my request, I left in peace and made no further attempt to subvert my Nephew's claim to his titles. As for becoming a vassal of Aaun, I am a free man capable of making my own decisions. Leaving Sedan does not put anybody in harm's way, and trying to force me to stay is ludicrous as I am no prisoner nor bound by any oath after resigning from the Goats of Sedan. Violence or betrayal was never my intention especially for my own Kin." Louis sighed as he rose from his bedside, preparing to travel.