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“Ye' o' all show kno' how hard ah try,” Briana retorted, crossing her arms. “An' ef ye' think ahm nae- yer nae better than my last tutor.” “you are kind, and adventurous, and smart, and bring light to the lives you have touched. If a tutor I hired could not see that, then clearly I made a grave error in my oversight of your education.” Garen nodded to his mother “Ah said the same. Last she told meh ef eh... Bad lesson.” “..Has she been dismissed yet?” “No' yet.” “She has nae insulted me since ah told Garen, though.” Briana was quick to add. “Insulting you once is enough. You are the daughter of a Duke. Whether you marry a commoner, become a noble consort, or become the Empress herself - I do not care. That servant will be dismissed and replaced with someone more competent.” Constantina decided that just as quickly, with finality. Oh, Briana. From the moment she was born, and Constantina was met with golden curls and striking blue eyes that mimicked her own, that daughter of hers made something in her heart twist. Constantina had never wanted a daughter, and after the death of her first she thought perhaps she had been spared. But then Briana was born, and Constantina was afraid. Afraid of being a mother–though she already had three boys–and was afraid of having a daughter. And to have a daughter that looked just like her, oh, it terrified Constantina. But over time, Briana managed to wiggle her way into her mother’s frigid heart. It took years (and the sage counsel of Constantina’s friends). Every bright smile when Constantina entered the room, every clumsy dance, all of the messy letters and tight hugs. The girl was lovely, despite being Constantina’s daughter; despite her being Briana’s mother; despite Briana looking just like her mother. Constantina could see the effort Briana made; to impress her family, to make friends, to become the best at anything she wanted. She was almost envious of the child. But to hear of this–of some insolent, cruel tutor standing in between Briana and whatever ambitions or happiness may be striving for–it was unacceptable. Not even dismissal would be enough. So that night, when Constantina summoned the House’s coachman to her study, a plan had already been formulated. “Yer Grace, how may Ah–” “Do you know of this Ms. Reed, that’s been tutoring my eldest daughter?” “Teh Laidy Briana? Oh, aye, O’ course Ah do!” “Good. Tomorrow I am releasing her from her duties. I will need you to drive her back to wherever she came from.” “O-Oh..? Well, aye– Ah can do th–” “I wasn’t done speaking. Listen to me.” Over the next week or so, Constantina brought it upon herself to clear her schedule to drop into her daughter’s tutoring sessions. Only for a few minutes, just to make sure. All seemed somewhat better now. Constantina enjoyed seeing the improvement in Briana’s mood (and dancing, per her much more favored tutor). A thin smile even graced her features as she departed from the study, and made her way down the corridor. A group of passing maids quickly hushed their gossip and lowered their heads in a bow. But even their whispers were not lost on Constantina’s ears as she carried on. “Did ye hear ‘bout teh carriage accident? They lost control, n’ slid off teh cliff!” “Oh mah…– teh poor Reed family! They must jus’ be beside themselves wit’ grief!” Typically, Constantina kept a tight leash on her staff and the looseness of their tongues. Unfavorable rumors were a plague, and the Castle Barden was treated as a place of quarantine where no such sullying words could break free. Only this once, did she not stop to scold the maids. In fact, with her back turned to the group fussing over the accident, Constantina’s sly smile stretched into a satisfied grin.

remember that amendment where you shouldn’t be allowed to post any amendments until 2027

The Duchess Constantina was delivered her copy of the paper by a nervous paperboy - a reasonable reaction from the child. However, unexpectedly, a thin-lipped smile settled across the woman's face as her fingers traced over the article slandering her family - namely her husband. "My," she hummed, "seems the cat's come out of the bag... how terrible!" She went about her day after, accepting sympathies and feigning shame from friends and acquainted courtiers. A handkerchief wiping a few false tears here, cries of 'I don't know how he could have done this' there... But that evening, after a meeting with her sons, Constantina retired to her chambers, and looked out of the window overlooking the town of Tarnavon. Something lifted from her shoulders, almost freeing. On her hand sat a treasured bird the Duchess kept as a pet, to whom she cooed. "Soon, we shall have this all remedied." She sighed, catching sight of a small, unilluminated cottage at the edge of the Garenwald. "...Just a little more waiting."

Issued by the DUCHY OF VALWYCK On the 10th day of Harren’s Folly of 2083 TO THE PEOPLE OF THE MOUNTAINS AND THE LAKES, The Duchy of Valwyck announces joyous news: that the eldest son of the Ducal couple, GAREN BERNARD BARUCH, has reached his eighteenth year, and is ready to be welcomed into adulthood to serve his family and Empire. Additionally, many years away from home and his subsequent return has brought all of Valwyck and Tarnavon to celebration, and invites all to partake in the festivities. I. CONQUERER OF THE MOUNTAIN The activities shall begin with a game of Conqueror of the Mountain, or more commonly known as King of the Hill. Players shall make their way to the top of a hill and brawl other participants to maintain his standing atop the peak. The winner will be decided by whoever is closest to the center of the peak by the sound of the horn, and will receive a prize of 100 mina. II. THE BEAR’S TOURNEY Festivities will continue in the town of Tarnavon, where all are invited to participate in a jousting tournament. Ladies are encouraged to provide favors to their cherished, or predicted victor. The champion of the tournament will receive a prize of 200 mina, with the runner up receiving 100 mina. Fill out the form below: III. FEAST OF CELEBRATION To conclude the evening, friends and family are welcomed to the Castle Barden for an extravagant feast in honor of Lord Garen. Ayrikiv delicacies and drinks shall fill the tables, and merriment shall overflow the halls. At this time, gifts, well wishes, and other introductions may be made to the young Lord. IV. INVITATIONS The Duchy of Valwyck cordially invites… H&HIM, Marcus I & Valentina of Asturias, Emperor & Empress of Man, and their Imperial retinue HSH, Willem van Aert, Prince of Blackvale, and his pedigree HSH, Edward II Alstion, Archduke of Alba, and his pedigree HH, Caerine Mareno, Duchess of Myrine, and her pedigree HG, Lothar d’Amaury, Duke of Lorraine, and his pedigree HG, Marlon d’Asturia, Duke of Asturias, and his pedigree HG, Remus Helane, Duke of Valmont, and his pedigree TMH, Arya Altwegg, Margravine of Avistra, and her pedigree TMH, Parzival von Augusten, Margrave of Schwyz, and his pedigree TRH, Ezra de Senna, Count of Edessa, and his pedigree TRH, Robert Montalt-Rovin, Count of Aesterwald, and his pedigree TRH, Volker van Hurst, Count of Totenpfalz, and his pedigree TRH, Nuvilta Whitewood, Countess of Silasia, and her pedigree TRH, Constance Devereux, Countess of Trier, and her pedigree TH, Florian Enswerp, Viscount of Rethel, and his pedigree HL, Anastasia Basileus, Baroness of Cascanova, and her pedigree HL, Phoebe Malory, Baroness of Sternfell, and her pedigree HL, Franz Galahar, Baron of Ghaestenwald, and his pedigree HL, Henri Halcourt, Baron of Artois, and his pedigree And extends personal invitations to… THE GOOD FOLK OF TARNAVON Our cousins, HSH, Rodimar Barclay, Prince in Reinmar, and his pedigree Our cousins, TRH, George VI Aldersberg, Earl of Dover, and his pedigree Our cousins, HL, Dorothea Helvets, Baroness of Owynsburg, and her pedigree HIH, Caius Tiberias, Imperial Crown Prince HIH, Hannibal Valerian, Duke of Myrfield, and their pedigree HIH, Drusilla Isolde, Duchess of Rosemoor, and their pedigree HRH, Sîdhiel Arthalion, Princess of Idunia, and their pedigree HRH, Astarmë Arthalion, Princess of Idunia, and their pedigree HH, Napoleon Temesch of the Petra, Count of Valfleur HH, Circe Mareno HL, Eirene Mareno HL, Romhilda van Aert HL, Vesta Tiber H&HL, Ledicort & Cyrene de Senna HL, Cosette Carnelle HL, Pierre Halcourt HL, Elenydd Glennmaer H&HL, Altáriel & Nilûphêl Mithrenion The House von Rhoswald The House of Ruthern The House of Radovanic Laura of Ayr Lajka Weiss Ithmere Aldor Audemar & Matyas Amador Eira Penrhyn Naoise Faelsîr AN AMENDED NOTICE TO ALL ATTENDEES: The war between the Vassals of Valmont & Hartwell and Avistra is not welcomed in the Duchy of Valwyck and Castle Barden, and aggression of any kind outside of celebration games will not be tolerated. Should any raiding party attempt to disrupt the festivities, they shall be removed and face consequence at the purview of the Ducal House. ENDURE AND PREVAIL, HER GRACE, Constantina Regina of Dover, Duchess-Consort of Valwyck, Countess-Consort of Ayr, Viscountess-Consort of Voron, Baroness-Consort of Laval, Riveryn, and Gant, Lady of Barden and Tarnavon HIS LORDSHIP, Garen Bernard Baruch

Anastasia rushed through the small city of Cascanova, and burst excitedly through the d'Arkents' hall doors! "Where is my niece!" She squealed, taking to her cousin's side while they both recovered.

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[!] Please do not metagame any contents in this post. No one knows anything of what’s happened unless they were informed in rp!! [!] “You should never have come back. You need to leave… Now.” “But how can I not stand by your side in your hour of need, when we are otherwise alone?” “Forget I exist, for who you see standing before you will surely die the moment she says ‘I do’.” “If you die, then surely I will too, and we will either find peace in the Heavens or wander this miserable world as phantoms, but always together.” Clementine & Constantina Aldersberg, c. 2061 “. . . Maybe we did die.” What a monotonous day in Valwyck it had been. The weather, even this late into the Spring, remained chilled, and the sky was overcast as it typically was. The land’s Duchess, Constantina, was returning to her quarters in Barden after a brief conversation with Anastasya Ruthern. Despite her sour demeanor, Constantina had found her almost pleasant. She could at least say the Lady was refreshing in her honesty. It wasn’t but a few minutes after she had changed into something more comfortable and sat at her vanity that a courier knocked. Constantina bid him entry, and peered back at him through her mirror. Despite having kept this particular servant all the years she had lived with the Baruchs, she could never quite remember his name… all she knew is that he was amongst the most trustworthy of her entourage, so she kept him close. “Your Grace, I hope I am not distu–” “I’m in no mood for your pleasantries or excuses,” she called behind her. “What news has brought you to me at this hour?” “...It is about the girl, Your Grace.” Ah, yes. The girl. An illegitimate child, made known to Constantina only through her own daughter. The bastard was younger than any of the legitimate children Constantina had borne. With no word from her husband in years, she could only imagine where he had gallivanted off to, but she never cared enough to write letters or send the Greyguard to ensure his return. “Whatever you have must be important, unless my ire has become your colleagues’ new source of entertainment.” “Never, Your Grace! It is only that one of the stewards has confirmed the address of the child and her mother!” “Is it? Tell me then. You’ve piqued my interest.” A modest cottage, on the foot of one of the surrounding mountains in the edges of the Baruch territory. Certainly nothing to be proud of. Constantina couldn’t help but even wonder how Duncan might’ve stumbled upon its inhabitant, let alone come to bear a child through her. Though, it would explain how the child had remained unknown for so long. Why was it that, only now, she had been allowed to emerge? After so many years, Constantina was so close to reaching true peace. With no obstacles or burdens–her children were old enough to be self-sufficient, her husband’s absence had allowed her to roam free, and her father’s death removed nearly all expectations her maiden family held her to. Ignorance was bliss, as some say, and the knowledge of her husband’s infidelity made privy to those in the Rittersburg Square shattered that fragile haven. She could only pray that news would not travel so quickly, as it had a way of doing across the Imperium. “And what else?” The longer the conversation continued, the longer Constantina’s ruminations dragged, and the more ire filled her voice. “...‘What else’, Your Grace?” “And what else do you have?! Are you daft? I do not care about where that wench and her brat live if you have nothing to do about it!” “Oh!– Of course, Your Grace. Well, eh… We’ve found a supplier of arsenic.” “Arsenic? And pray tell, what will a cosmetic do to aid me?” “It is just that…– arsenic can be fatal, Your Grace. Especially in high amounts” “...Fatal, you say?” At last, something eased in the Duchess. Something that contrarily caused her servant to tense up. She turned to fully regard him with her attention, and offered but a chilling smile. It was some years ago that Constantina realized something had shifted within her. She had always been calloused and was prone to harboring contempt, but in her youth she had never been prone to the thoughts of violence that she carried with her now. She acted on it rarely–she knew better, if only for the sake of image alone–but the fantasies haunted any who might make the smallest misstep. A haughty noble’s snide comment, a kitchen maid’s error in the dinner preparations, a mere passerby’s ignorance of her standing–it caused her blood to burn hot; it caused her to see an inexplicable red. Never could she fulfill those urges of bloodlust. Not to any higher birth, or a civilian, or a foreigner in public. Whispers would spread too quickly, and rumors would become the death of her as well. But a farmer whose name had never come up in almost twenty years? Who had no family? Who lived in a run-down shack hidden in the Garenwald? No one would miss her. There would be no investigation, not even a funeral. And that child borne of her homewrecking would have no one to support her. “..Your Grace? You, ehm– you were lost in thought. Is all well?” With a blink, Constantina snapped from the trance of her thoughts. “Ah– yes, I am well. You have been helpful tonight.” “Of course, Your Grace. But, if I might ask… What do you plan to do now?” “What do you think? You’re a smart boy, are you not?” “You will… you’ll kill them?” “You catch on quick.” Constantina turned back around, looking into her mirror to take down her hair as if it were nothing. “Even… the child?” “The child?” Dammit. The child. Briefly, Constantina had to think. She knew she was not above killing the bastard girl and erasing the problem entirely, but… what new problems would sprout in the wake of her blood? Her children and several others knew of the child’s existence. They knew of Constantina, of her unhappiness. What risks would be posed, if any even guessed it to be her? Her previous crimes were barely escaped. Would the public believe that she did not commit this one too? “No. Leave the girl alive. Surely with no other kin, she will not survive on her own for long. There is no need to bloody our hands further.” “What if she attempts to investigate or bring out the truth, my Duchess?” “Do you not hear yourself?” She nearly laughed. “What authority would believe an orphan born from wedlock over a Lady of our grand Empire? Do you forget I serve Her Imperial Majesty herself?” “I… suppose you would be correct..” “Of course I am.” Constantina couldn’t help but roll her eyes. She waved a hand, quickly dismissing her courier. “Go, then. Nothing will get done if you stand there dawdling.” “Yes, Your Grace.” With a hurried bow, he retreated from the Ducal quarters. “I do not ever think I will stop hating you.” “Hate– is just what families of our standing do. I tried my best, I cannot change it now. But I tried.” “You did try, and you failed, and you only feel remorse once it is far too late.” “And how I am punished. If it makes thee feel better, I shall surely suffer in the next life.” “...It does bring me relief. Even more so that it will be so soon.” George V & Constantina Aldersberg, c. 2075 Several days had gone by. Constantina’s routine remained unchanged–she managed Valwyck’s lands, she oversaw her children’s tutors, she entertained Garen, Duncan W., and Briana’s affections, and she traveled between cities. She was almost bored, but something almost akin to excitement bubbled in her chest. A knock resounded from the door. Constantina had been combing through her opulent and excessive jewelry collection when she granted the familiar courier entry. She smiled at him; a chilling thing. “Pray, you bring me good news this afternoon?” The man stood solemn, but firm. “I do, Your Grace.” “Tell me.” “The man we sent… he managed to break into the house and spike her ale.” “And?” “...And the woman did not survive the night.” Oh, what relief washed over Constantina’s body–it was nearly euphoric! To picture the woman who had ruined the peace of the Baruch Household, who uprooted their family. She would be severed from her own ilk permanently. She imagined it wouldn’t be long before her daughter would be abandoned to die, or something of the sort. There would be no sympathy for her predicted demise either. “You’ve done well,” She hummed eagerly, her smile reflecting in the precious metals and jewels laid across her setting table. Constantina picked up two brooches: one set with heather and thistle flowers, and another with a rearing steed. “Which brooch do you think I might wear to celebrate?” Instead of answering, the servant dared speak up, “Might I ask something, Your Grace?” “Speak.” She held up the floral brooch, forged in an Ayrikiv style and gifted to her by her husband. “...What will you do about the Duke, once–if– he returns?” The query brought Constantina to a pause. After a moment of deliberation, though, she set the floral brooch down, and brought the second brooch–Alban in design and gifted to her by her Father–to her chest. “I believe I shall wear this one today.” The courier’s brows furrowed. “But Your Grace–” Her head snapped to him irritably. “What? I’ve had about enough of your ramblings.” A hand gestured to the pin of ivory and gold. “There is blood still uncleaned from that one.” “. ..” “Yes?” “I killed my Father.” “How...– what happened, Constantina? Why did you do it?” “He found a peace he did not deserve. It was something I had to do myself. It had to hurt.” “I can only imagine that as closely related as you two were… this will hurt deeply.” “I am not hurt about what I did. I hate that this was not enough. It never will be. I hate that he turned me into this, and I hate that it is not undone.” . . & Constantina Aldersberg, c. 2076

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i think it’s hilarious you posted this like right after making the FA for yourself

A certain bubbly ‘ker all but squealed with excitement as she stumbled upon one of the fliers during her travels! The paper was torn from its bulletin board and folded into a delightful origami heart, all while Luelle hummed gleefully, “Ah, how fate ever guides me back to my most treasured friend! Surely I may stray from the woods to visit delightful Moira in her homelands!”

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