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Reinhardt prepares to use his children’s claim to the throne of Elysium

Ser Reinhardt Barclay proudly holds the banner of his honorable family, it was boldly flapping the icy winds

Ser Reinhardt Barclay takes a deep breath after reading the missive

Ser Reinhardt Barclay smiles knowing their title has come to it’s rightful place, but feels bad for the Baron of Sigradz, knowing the young man’s broken heart can only be healed through becoming a Reinmaren gym rat.

Ser Reinhardt stood upon the elevated dias next to his liege lord, Koenig Sigismund III in his usual stance of guarding the King during public events. From his elevated position he could see the entirety of the throne room, but this is not what drew his attention at this moment. The Knight Paramount’s gaze followed that of his king, focused on the small child before the throne. He studied the child, his grandson, wondering if this boy would be able to continue the legacy of mighty knights that have been a staple of his line for generations. With his visor open the majority of court was able to see his face, but the knight had disciplined himself and steeled his countenance not betraying a single hint of his emotion. When he watched Leon get handed the sword from the newly minted dame and then ordered to lift the blade, the Knight Paramount betrayed his discipline and allowed a faint smile to tug at the corners of his mouth when the child hoisted the weapon above himself. “Hmmm, perhaps the child does have what ist takes to wear the black…perhaps he will uphold the legacy of our line. With Gott’s grace ich will still be here to see him kneel and take the oath for himself…” he thought to himself, feeling proud of the boy.

Ser Reinhardt Barclay Capt_Chief26 Kingdom of Haense

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Ser Reinhardt Barclay smiles at his grandson, ruffling the young Reinmaren’s hair. “Ja Leon @GoodGuyMatt , this ist actually mein second time being on his majesty’s council. Ich was one his High Seneschal for 20 years.”

Ser Reinhardt Barclay, Knight Paramount of the Knightly Orders of Hanseti-Ruska, strode along the cobblestone streets of the Royal city of Karosgrad in his usual attire of full knightly battle plate. As he walked the symphony sounds and smells of the city washed over the middle age knight, he passed through the city square with a subtle smile on his face as he noticed a group of children playing. The youngest two were waving wooden swords at one another no doubt pretending to be soldiers or knights of this great Koengzem, and his thoughts drifted to his grandchildren. “This ist why ich fight” he thought to himself “so kinder like them can grow up to fulfill their dreams… to protect those who are unable to defend themselves” He kept on walking back to his family keep within the Duchy of Reinmar. OOC: Nice post, Matt!!

Ser Reinhardt Barclay hopes the best for the parties involved

Ser Reinhardt Barclay prays very hard that his cousin the Lord Marshal @Frymarkdoes not get shanked while trying to go on his pilgrimage to Oren. “Please Gott, let nein harm come to this man, one of your most faithful servants, even if he can be a pain the ass at times, PLEASE see to it that du guide him und his wife on their spiritual journey and protect them from those that would cause them harm, Amen” he then signs himself again and begins writing a letter to the pontiff

Ser Reinhardt Barclay signed himself saying a quick prayer of thanks to Gott for the Late Pontiff Tylos I veneration. He then left to congratulate his brother @Fionn__TWG on being made Bishop of Reinmar

Ser Reinhardt Barclay realizes this means he’s in charge for now “****… this means ich have to watch Konstanz now…”

Ser Reinhardt Barclay sighed “shame the man killed himself before submitting to the rule of justice”

Ser Reinhardt Barclay slumped back into his chair in the knight’s keep, the messenger had brought the Knight Paramount a letter address to him. When he had finished reading the work, he dropped the piece of parchment from his grasp. He Clenched his hands into fists, bringing them crashing down in the ancient Oaken surface of Knight’s Table. “…. Rest easy Lyn… Gott knows du earned dein rest. Ich… hope du give mein regards to those of our order who have passed on…” he signs the Lorraine and says a silent prayer for the passing of yet another one of his friends “ich am running out of fruends, before long the only one’s ich will the only one left…” he mutter to himself

@MissToniSer Reinhardt Barclay was startled by his daughter’s sudden appearance next to him. He looked around confused as to how she had snuck up on him, he concluded he was getting dull. He sighed then decided to answer her question “Oh hallo Erika, uh… nein du were nicht kicked in the head, but ich might have slipped on some ice when holding du when du were little. Dein mutter beat mein ass because of that, granted… she was in the right to do that. But ich think du have come far since then…” he brought her in for a hug and displaying a proud fatherly smile. “care to join mich on mein patrol?”

Ser Reinhardt Barclay tears up the copy of hearsay he had been given, tossing the shreds to the cobblestones and spitting on their remains “******* rag, nothing more than cheap gossip that seeks to divide the good people of Haense…” he muttered to himself as he continued his patrol of the city

Ser Reinhardt Barclay smiles the sun’s smile at finally hearing his adoptive son was getting married

Ser Reinhardt Barclay studies the newly passed law, he had already viewed his children as equal, judging them on their abilities to make absolute bank, and for that, he truly loved his children.

Ser Reinhardt Barclay shotguns a Reinmaren beer in celebration of the new Margraf of Vanderfell “Gute Scheiße Jungs”

Ser Reinhardt Barclay smiles at the young prince’s edict, it unlocked a core memory of his Cousin, the Late König Georg I the last King of Sutica. A tear rolled down his cheek as he whispered “we were kings”

“This could be ein interesting adventure for mein knights…” spoke Ser Reinhardt Barclay, Knight Paramount of Hanseti-Russia “Ich shall need to deploy ein contingent of them to scout out this issue, maybe the prospect of fortune und glory will convince them?” He then dabbed is quill in some ink and began writing up orders to the table.

Ser Reinhardt Barclay remembers the flustercuck that last session of duma was

Ser Reinhardt Barclay, the current President of the Barclay Bargains ™️ Company, smiles with pride at his two children and their ability to obtain that grain

Ser Reinhardt wear a big ole diamond in the clasp that holds up his cape