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FULL NAME: Aurel von Theonus AGE: 35 RACE: Human PRIOR EXPERIENCE, IF APPLICABLE: Covenant war METHOD OF CONTACT: trevor19

Issued by The Margrave of Marignan in the year of our Lord 1974. THE MARGRAVE OF MARIGNAN IS PLEASED TO ANNOUNCE, The completion of the expansion of Vissingren Castle. This marks another milestone in our family’s legacy. It is from this keep the Covenant of Man launched its attack against Stassion during the Aevos Coalition War. The keep was host to a play which served as a rehearsal of the Viscounts of Reinhold’s civil union. It is from these walls that three of the Founding Four of the reformed Petrine Laurel sprung into action to save a young Queen Catherine I from the clutches of Deadmund, an undead commander and his cultists. Within these walls my family has continued to grow and thrive as vital members of the Commonwealth. It is because of this growth that we decided to petition for an expansion of our walls and words cannot express our appreciation of the queen for her approval. Construction has been completed in recent months, with features such as a heritage hall showcasing accomplishments of members of my family, and the partisans that fight alongside us. A chapel, to be consecrated in the coming months, with a crypt below ensuring we never forget those we lost along the way. Heartlander Confederation Nobility: Her Royal Majesty, Catherine I, Queen of the Petra, and her esteemed pedigree His Apostolic Majesty, John Alexander, Apostolic King of Aaun, and his esteemed pedigree His Highness, Johannes von Alstriem, The Prince of Merryweather His Grace, Siegmund von Reuss, The Margrave of Velen Her Grace, Olympe-Regina Dieuxmont de Rosius, The Marchioness of Haute-Epine The Right Honorable, Krzysztof Jazlowiecki, The Count of Warsovia The Right Honorable, Léon Henri, The Count of Talentine The Honorable, Friedrich von Augusten, Viscount of Azor The Honorable, Wilford Reinhold, Viscount of Stormont The Honorable, Atticus Reinhold, Viscount of Stormont His Lordship, Aimo of Astor, Baron of Fir’steinn His Lordship, Grzmichuk Jazlowiecki, The Baron of Triglav His Lordship, Henri de Lewes, The Baron of Virdain His Lordship, Emilio Varoche, The Baron of Napoliza Her Ladyship, Katrin Eryka Stafyr, The Baroness of Feldkirch Other Invitations: His Royal Highness Alfred, Prince in Reinmar and of Sutica, and his esteemed pedigree His Royal Highness Leon, Prince in Reinmar and of Minitz, and his esteemed pedigree The Lord Vandalore of the Waldenic Diet The Honourable Electors of the Waldenic Diet Matthias Galken and his family. Delphine Auclaire Any and all Heartlander Confederation citizens Any Partisan of the garrison of Vissingren. EVER UNWAVERING UNDER THE SUN, HIS GRACE, Aurel von Theonus, Margrave of Marignan, Count of Sigiswald, Viscount of Karlstadt, Baron of Raustyn, Lord of Vissingren Castle, Patriarch of Theonus.

Issued and averred by _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Per the decisions made at a meeting of the Petrine Laurel, the Order has seen fit to elevate four Petrans to the Chapter of Brooks in recognition of their outstanding efforts within the Petran Commonwealth. Henceforth elevated as members of the Chapter of Brooks, afforded with the honour and privileges afforded per the Edict of Rising Tides are: _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Dame Thérèse von Theonus Elevated to the Chapter of Brooks in recognition of her lifetime of service within the Petran government. First serving as Commissaire then Vice-Chancellor, and later Chancellor of the Petran Commonwealth during the reigns of both Queen Renilde I and Queen Catherine I. Under her leadership, the Petran Commonwealth was seen through the aftermath of the War of the Covenant, saw the overhaul of stewardry, a registry of Petran nobility, and many years of leal service. Among living Petrans, there are few who have dedicated as much of their life in service to the governance of the realm as Dame Thérèse. Sir Barnabas Grein Elevated to the Chapter of Brooks in recognition of his efforts to found and govern the district of Moleton within Vallagne. Amidst the ongoing shortages of housing within Vallagne, Sir Barnabas was central to the creation of this district which to this day houses many Petrans in an open and welcoming environment. For this, he is recognized as having contributed greatly to the administration and culture of Petra. Sir Cypress Brylynn The posthumous elevation of Sir Cypress is made in recognition of a lifetime of service to the River Guard during the long reign of Queen Renilde I. Within his lifetime, the Reformation of the Petrine Laurel was only in its infancy, and he was not afforded the opportunities seen today within the Petran Commonwealth. Thus, the Order of the Petrine Laurel seeks to rectify this, and recognize the large contributions he made within his lifetime as an officer of the River Guard. Sir Pelym Vagil-Rivers Akin to Sir Cypress Brylynn, Sir Pelym spent his lifetime in service to the Petran Commonwealth through his enlistment within the River Guard. Amongst its ranks, he was a prominent and well-known member, often remembered too for his foray into Petran politics within his lifetime. He too served during the reign of Queen Renilde I, and deserves recognition for the over two decades of unfaltering service he gave to the realm. Although controversial in his actions and behaviour, at heart Sir Pelym was a true patriot, and embodied the dogged resolve which marks the Petran spirit. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ HIS EXCELLENCY, Theoderic von Theonus, Knight Commander of the Petrine Laurel

Issued by The Margrave of Marignan in the year of our Lord 1973. [!] This missive is sent only to the Lord-Marshal of the Heartlander Confederation, and those who he shares it with, as well as members of the Theonus family. To the Lord-Marshal of the Heartlander Confederation, His Excellency, Wilhelm von Wittenbach, Ill Tidings have reached the Margravate of Marignan. In recent days, the lands of my house suffered an attack by a band of trolls which have taken residence within the nearby Mount Catrinne. Through a search conducted by myself and a patrol of partisans, we had previously found the lair of these trolls, and begun preparations to clear this cave with the aid of the Petrine Laurel. Though recent events had drawn the attention of our forces elsewhere. Battering their way through the front gates of Vissingren, three of the trolls number met their end within the castle by the forces of our house, and aid from two squires of the Petrine Laurel, Princess Rowenna Temesch of the Petra and Aleksander von Theonus. Minimal damage was sustained in terms of manpower, with one partisan wounded, and our gate destroyed, though it is soon to be mended by the smiths of the Vissingren Foundry. We surmise that the trolls came from this aforementioned den, and hereby request the aid of the newfound Legion of Saint Godwin in the matter. As well, more troubling news was found amongst the garb of a deceased partisan, indicating trouble further afield which we now face at present. Upon the cloak of this slain partisan, a guard of our caravans which travel the roads of the realm, we found a report which spoke of rising trouble to the north. This report spoke of a threat which at present threatens trade between the Heartlander Confederation and the Principality of Reinmar. Its source is located somewhere east of Kretzen. In sum, we ask yourself, and the Legion of Saint Godwin’s aid in both settling the matter of the trolls which at current plague the hills of Mount Catrinne, and understanding and quashing the newfound threat which has emerged to the west of this Confederation. OOC: This post relates to an ongoing player event line that is being run by Destructokeith, and is meant to be an invitation to the Legion of Saint Godwin to participate in it! EVER UNWAVERING UNDER THE SUN, HIS GRACE, Aurel von Theonus, Margrave of Marignan, Count of Sigiswald, Viscount of Karlstadt, Baron of Raustyn, Lord of Vissingren Castle, Patriarch of Theonus.

Theoderic von Theonus found his wife somewhere in the family's keep. He could tell from her expression that something was wrong, and embraced her in a hug. "What happened? What's wrong?" he queried, and took the note from her hands. Quickly skimming through to see what it was that upset her like this. "Waclaw, oh..oh no.." he muttered after he finished reading, then found himself lost in thought. "I hope you find the peace in the seven skies you were never able to have here. If anyone deserved it, it'd be you."

Aurel von Theonus heard the news shortly after returning home from his not-so-good attempt at overseeing the latest garmont assembly. He frowned, and made his way to the training area on Vissingren's walls. "He taught me how to use a sword here. An experience I will cherish forever, and a skill I wish I didn't need. Rest well, Marcel. You were a wonderful Master-at-Arms."

Aurel von Theonus cheered upon seeing the invitation and hastily pinned it all over the family's keep.

Sir Theoderic von Theonus picked up a copy of the missive and scanned through it "What a nice lesson on how things used to be." he mused to himself while folding the document and stashing it away. His gaze returned to dancing embers from the fireplace in Vallagne's square.

Aurel von Theonus read through the missive nodding along as he went "what a guy." he said thinking out loud to himself. "I hadn't had any luck on horseback, but let's see how I fare with a boat."

Sir Theoderic von Theonus grinned once he saw the report was released. He'd finally get an opportunity to use what he learned as a member of the Northern Thunder Artillery brigade. "Prepare the cannons! Make sure we set aside enough ammo!" He shouted to ... no one in particular. He'd then ride off to scout for a proper firing position.

Theoderic von Theonus found the missive while walking around the Vallagne square. He paused to read it, flashing a smile when reaching the end. To say he was proud of all the things his wife had accomplished since they moved to the Commonwealth would be an understatement. He'd put the paper down, then run off to go get a note of his own. Added to the bottom of his wife's retirement paper was a retirement announcement of his own: I, the treasurer of the commonwealth am also retiring. Good luck Dame Wren.

A knight of the Petrine Laurel charged into the throne room with a (wooden) sword equipped, ready to test how many children the man could fight - but no one was there. Theoderic walked to the throne and surrounding area and inspected it, looking for any clues as to where the children had gone. Though all he found were crumbs. "We will root out the usurpers and put an end to this kingdom once and for all." he muttered to himself.

Theoderic took his letter when his turn came and went into the entryway to the mines guarded by his family's keep. He sighed, and began reading. Once he finished, his eyes returned to one word; son and lingered there for some time. He stared at that word until the sound of a tear, or two hitting the page shook him from the trance he found himself in. Once he collected himself, he walked out to Vissingren's courtyard where he saw Artel making his way to the gate and joined him - nodding toward the man who had become his brother. No words needed to be shared in that moment, both knew they had a job to do, and were determined to see it completed. Aurel von Theonus took his letter last and held it close to his chest as he walked up the many stairs to the family's keep. He stepped toward the big chair in the hall when a thought struck him and stopped in his tracks. He decided to leave that chair empty. Deciding that in this moment it wasn't his, that it would be better to leave that seat empty out of respect for his great-grandfather - who would probably hate the gesture - and moved toward the small chair next to it. When he took his seat he read the letter once ... twice ... and a third time, trying to take in the simple advice as best he could. He then looked to his left through a window overlooking the courtyard where he saw his uncles meet. The young margrave decided to leave them to their task and instead walked farther into the keep, stopping at the various paintings depicting his great-grandparents. Then made his way to the top of the Rose Tower where he laid down amidst the garden planted and cared for by Annette and Karl and looked to the stars. "Like this garden, you both grew our family into quite the sight to behold. I hope I'm able to continue what you started."

Theoderic read through the transcript carefully before casting his vote. "Whoever wins has big shoes to fill."

Aurel scanned the note as he stumbled across it during his move into the big tower. "Maybe I could take this challenge on..It'd be a good way to finally prove myself."

Aurel von Theonus read through the hefty report of the commonwealth, satisfied about learning so many new things about the place he called home. Though he'd frown upon reaching the end "Uncle Konny shouldn't have put his name on this. Now his debtors will know that he's in the commonwealth!"

IGN: ImARhyno RP name: Arthur Veiel-Lynott Persona ID: 84031

Aurel von Theonus heard the all too familiar war cry as he helped the queen usher Vallagne's citizenry and guests through the commonwealth's tunnel network. The lad lagged behind the group, his uncle's sacrifice weighed heavily on his mind. "Rest easy, my mad uncle, your story will be told for many generations. May you find peace in the seven skies."

THE HAUNTED KEEP Issued by The Margrave of Marignan in the year of our Lord 1957. I HAVE CONDUCTED AN INSPECTION OF VISSENGREN AND HAVE DETERMINED… This keep is HAUNTED. In the months since taking over as the head of the Theonus family I have noticed signs and experienced occurrences that I find myself compelled to address with the utmost urgency. Instances of mysterious sounds, inexplicable movements and handprints smeared onto paintings, and footprints tracked on the floors within Vissingren have not escaped my notice. I hope there is a logical explanation, and am taking steps to seek the advice of knowledgeable individuals for guidance. However, the more I explore the keep, the more it becomes apparent that we are dealing with forces beyond the physical realm. Keeping that suspicion in mind, it is my belief that spirits of past family members are making their disapproval of my ascent known. That they issue some sort of challenge of my taking over as the head of our esteemed family. Speaking of which, when’s the last time anyone checked in on Ser Karl, or Annette? Anyway… I do not make these claims lightly and I understand the implications of these conclusions. Our family has weathered countless storms, and our resolve has always prevailed. Nevertheless, as your new head, it is my duty to ensure the safety and well-being of each member of our household, and any guests we may host. I invite any member of our family, friends, and the Commonwealth to join me in rooting out the cause of this activity. Together we are unwavering under the sun, and we shall face this challenge head-on. EVER UNWAVERING UNDER THE SUN, HIS GRACE, Aurel von Theonus, Margrave of Marignan, Lord of Vissingren Castle, Patriarch of Theonus.

Sir Theoderic von Theonus listened intently as the ballad carried through the square of Vallegne. He'd close his eyes and reflect on battles past. "The duo worked hard to put this together and it came out wonderfully. May it serve as a reminder of a challenge we simply cannot repeat." After some time, the resourceful knight said a quick prayer for fallen comrades and opened his eyes. He returned his focus to preparing for future battles.

Sir Theoderic von Theonus read the poem after the coronation, nodding approvingly. "Hit after hit, my squire just can't miss."

The Petran Treasurer sat in his office when the marching orders were distributed throughout the capital. He read through them, nodding as his role as a member of a trebuchet team was mentioned. He'd finish reading and replaced the orders he held with the ledger keeping track of the tax status of the commonwealth's citizens and vassals. "Hmm. There's an unpaid debt from their time with the commonwealth. It's about time we collect." And with that, Theoderic von Theonus began gathering supplies for trebuchet ammunition.

"I am very glad I'm not on the receiving end of their fury." mused a knight of the Petrine Laurel. "Though they have my shield anytime they need it." Theoderic von Theonus would say proudly after seeing the mages of Hohkmat rally in support of the commonwealth.