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August Barclay sat at the feast, eventually tuning back into the constant shouting about his brother, Emil's kidnapping. Without a word the boy rose, awaiting his Lord Marshal's command.
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Monthly Player Appreciation | December
Gandhi replied to livrose's topic in Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska
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August Barclay shrugged to himself, then penning a letter to the Princess, "Your Royal Highness, I would like to extend my support to you in my willingness to join the search effort for your daughter. As a member of the BSK and a squire. Feel free to place me in whatever group you see fit, preferably in Party B under Nikolai Kortrevich, though. Signed, August Barclay"
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August Barclay, alongside Walton, continued his search.
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August Barclay frowned at the sudden disappearance of Anya, though he hadn't a care, looking back on the things he heard about the young woman. "Ich hope she forgot how to use that crossbow.." Charles Darkwood sits in his study, watching his growing children converse idly as he was none-the-wiser about Anya's apparent death. Though he quietly recalled walking her down the aisle as a father-type-figure but a few years ago.
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August Barclay arched a brow as he heard Johann explain the situation to him. Though he did nothing whatsoever except watch the gathering of the court chat and complain about Anya with his uncle Viktor! (@Borin)
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hate the mercatrolling hate them!!!!
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An aged veteran of the Tenth Nordling war, and of the multiple Mercatorii campaigns within Oren, skims through the call with a wrinkled grin. "Viva Mercatorii, borsa."
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"Krusae Zwy Kongzem." Huffed August Barclay at the news, grazing a solemn finger upon his single-edged sabre with an idle grin.
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“Based!” August Barclay exclaimed at the notice.
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August Barclay stood at attention in the Basilica, baton in his right hand as he loyally served the BSK!
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“Too long, won’t read.” Stated a young August Barclay as he hopped about the Reinmaren courtyard.
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"Green und blue Ich dress, Eagle on mein chest, Glory to the Duchy of Reinmar!" A young and proud August Barclay exclaimed, crying tears of joy.
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August Barclay sharpens his short-sword
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August Barclay applauds and supports James in his righteous endeavour!
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"Godan save the Savoyards!" Shouted August Barclay from the walls of Reinmar. "We stand with the true Pontificate."
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August Barclay hardily bobbed his head, "Wer Rastet Der Rostet." He'd state with a grin.
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PONTIFICALIS REMOTIO - The Pontifical Dethronement of 1849
Gandhi replied to MCVDK's topic in The Church of the Canon
"Nein Barclay, du are nein Barclay!" August Barclay exclaimed alongside Ser Reinhardt, sharpening his blade upon his whetstone. -
"Have ein gutte retirement, du deserved it." August Barclay murmured within the confines of the Reinmaren Keep.
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August Barclay frowned. "Ich hope du make it to the skies, peacefully." He'd murmur, signing the cross upon his chest for the soul of his great-grand aunt.
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August Barclay frowns and signs the lorraine in memory of his great-great-uncle, Manfred.
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good skins !
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THE ANTICIPATED UNION OF THE FOX AND THE CROW
Gandhi replied to RaijenStars's topic in Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska
Charles Darkwood sheds a tear of joy as Anya is to be wed. "As Johann said, marriage ist ein prison, Ich hope du know what du are getting durself into, Anya." He snickered to himself, lowering the notice. August Barclay clears his calendar for the event, marking it down as important before shrugging and continuing on with his day. -
Carlos Mendez marks down the date.
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August Barclay bobbed his head whilst reading through the missive. "Krusae Zwy Kongzem," He murmured proudly, stowing it away and seeking out his crossbow.
