Herod

A gloomy figure from Valwyck takes hold of the missive, a bleak expression rests on his face as he reads the missive.

Kaustantin frowned, he couldn't let a good friend of his go missing like this.

Kaustantin Baruch frowns, not because of the attempt to appeal the ruling, but rather because they wrote his complicated name wrong. “Imbeciles.” He commented.

Kaustantin Baruch sharpens his Ayr Sword and readies his bagpipes, the lad is truly going to war. "It is happening." He says to Sigismund as they sat down for a drink at the tavern.

Kaustantin Baruch, the court chamberlain, approves with a weak thumbs up! Should this feast go wrong however, he can always steal a wig to create some fun.

Kaustantin Baruch grasps hold of the missive as he wheeled in the streets of Karosgrad, upon a thorough and fast inspection of the paper he would simply state: “By Siegmund’s beard, just go outside.”

Kaustantin Baruch barges into the room of Sigismund, completely evading Ser Karl who was guarding him. He holds two dummy swords in hand. “O-Our time is NOW!” He declares, rising one sword up while he slides the other across the room to Sigismund. “KRUSAE ZWY KONGZEM!” He shouts by the top of his lungs, surely to wake up all servants and infant princes sleeping. @Xarkly

Tears rolled down the cheeks of Aaron as he carried the body of his mentor Knight, the usually stout Armiger was completely devastated. “We did not even depart formally!” He clutched his chest plate in anger, Cedric never instructed him what to do upon his death, he knew it would come sooner or later after seeing him rushed to a hospital after the battle of Krusev. The manner of his death shook Aaron to his core, the man would miss trainings with the BSK, meals with his family and gatherings of old friends. He felt truly alone in these times of mourning, no mentor or father figure to look up to.

From a chamber at Valwyck, a young Ayr teen looks out his window, the night sky shining bright onto his green eyes, his thoughts drifted to the Orenian Princess he knew, he remembered the the sharp words she uttered to him; how her mother would not come back, his thoughts drifted to lamentation at the death of a parent, how awful for godan to do this, how unfair it always is. Kaustantin was not sleeping well, clearly.

The long retired Aaron lifts himself out of slumber with his wife and two kids. “Father… what is this…” He comments in regard to his father-in-law’s sanity. @Pan_Porucznik

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Kaustantin smiles the sun’s smile, the family that had insulted the way of the Court of Haense got a share of canonist justice. “Disgusting beast-lovers, but godani is good.” He states proudly.

Kaustantin smiles at the sight of the missive, he saw how ruined Karl was after a heartbreak and this was a nice change of pace.

The young Kaustantin Baruch specializes in selecting Kha fur rugs for the Royal Family as Court Chamberlain, upon the inspection of a fine black rug made of a hunted Kha, he looks back to the missive nailed onto his office and laughs heartedly. “HAH! If Khas were intelligent as humans, they would nie be free real estate!” The boy would continue to laugh before gasping upon realizing the stuffed head of the dead Kha was staring at him.

The Count of the Moon readies his ammunitions of cake and beanie weenies. "To war!" He then notices a Rosehelm kid originating from the slums brandishing a kitchen knife. "Niet! Time out!" He shouts. "Nie adult weapons.."

Kaustantin sheds a tear. "They grow up so fast.."

The Count of the Moon slumped to his feet, he took a silent prayer to the oracle before rising back, wooden sword in hand and with the other a beanie weesies bag, he offered them to all the Children willing to defend Rosehelm. “This queen of theirs will get another cake thrown at her face by the end of this war.” Kaus remarked before heading over to the border checkpoint near the badlands.

The Ice Skating Ball .Gronna ag Droba, 382 E.S The Royal Court of the Haense welcomes all citizens and foreign friends to the first and certainly not the last; Ice Skating Ball It is joyful for the Court to host this placid event, in a time where tranquility may not be assured for many in the Kingdom As you readers may know, the art of ice skating has been rather uncommon in recent history, yet, we are confident it will make this specific ball riveting Attendees are recommended to bring a partner to the event and for those lacking, can find one at the skating rink Attendees can also simply enjoy skating in the rink alone, that type of fun is not ruled out The Court will offer special skating boots for the attendees, along with a catering that resembles the revelry of winter cuisine The Ball shall take place on the month of Malin's Welcome, the ballroom of the Nikirala Palace will be revamped beforehand to resemble that of a skating rink !The Royal Court of the Kingdom will meet you there for a delightful evening ,Signed Kaustantin Baruch, Court Chamberlain Adalia Ruthern, Grand Lady of Hanseti and Ruska ((OOC Info: The Ball will take place at the Ballroom, first floor in the Nikirala Palace @ 5 EST, Thursday))

"Oh Godani!" Kaustantin Baruch would gasp upon the discovery that such duel would commence. "Ea should've attempted t'stop the armored man from speaking." The Ayr Boy then huffs and recalls Rorislav's insults to them. "Ea suppose aedypapej will whoop him."

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Kaustantin wasn't struck with grief up until this moment, he shed a tear after hearing of his mentor's death, he hoped he served her well as a ward. The boy also silently swore to never allow a close friend of his to perform a backflip, as he saw how an unsuccessful one fatally damaged Rosalind's health Aaron scratched his beard after hearing the news. "Ye should've taken the offer of that mage, Ledi." He commented with a sharp sigh.

“Rest with Godani, you stalwart Dame.” Muttered a distraught Aaron after a long moment of silence; The man did not know Marie personally, yet still lamented at such a shocking tragedy.

Nikirala Prikaz Hide 'n Seek Owyn's Flame, 380 E.S. Due to recent hostile events happening to the Kingdom, the court of Haense welcomes the children of the land with opens arms where they might feel worry or danger; As such, a hastily organized Hide and Seek has been announced. All children and teens under the age of 16 are welcome to partake, even those who do not live in Hanseti-Ruska. It shall take place in the Nikirala Palace of Haense on Owyn's Flame, attending children will meet up at the Throne Room before the game will begin. The Hide and Seek shall carry three rounds of twenty elven minutes, where a seeker is randomly chosen by a bottle spin. The Seeker shall blindly count to an elven minute while the rest find hiding spots. ((@ Nikirala Palace, Thursday, 5:30 EST. )) Signed, Kaustantin Baruch.

A boy standing at the Hall in Valwyck looks out the window, his gaze locked to the direction of the swamps. "She was responsible for almost having niet only me killed, but her children." He mumbled, before spotting a lone Nachezer far in the distance. "Ea suppose she could repent, like people do for Godani."

"Godani be true." A boy remarked to the servant who delivered him the news, he reached over to remove the bandages from his face and replace them with newer ones. "She knew it was explosive.." He tightly grasped the old bandages in his hand as he stared outwards from a window in Valwyck. "And she still did niet admit it."