Pinks

Hella based, cant wait to put bugs into their armor sets while they patrol

" Carry the battle to them. Don't let them bring it to you. Put them on the defensive and don't ever apologize for anything, said one wise man, let them not bring it to petra, my sword is theirs if they so need it " Estrid spoke alone in her encampment which was now situated just on the outskirts over looking haesne, shivering and holding close to her small lingering hearth, her daemonsteel soaking up its heat as she roasted a small rabbit above it.

Username: PinkSkies0 Persona Name: Estrid Rivers Persona Age: 39 Place of Residence / Street Address:

" I dont belive in GOD but god damn i have never been more proud of someone in my life, Ave, Queen renilde of the Petra, Dont dissapoint us. Though, its a variety that you have before " Estrid began to hand wreaths and garlands within her soon to be evicted home, A celebration of departure, and acension would soon take place within the house of Rivers " That woman was like a mother to me, likely the only parental figure i had as a child, i cant wait to see how far she and her family will go from this point forwards. " Estrid began to sing the song of the great river, petra's national anthem

House of Flowing Water Between the dark of bleak woodlands, there lies creatures unknown. Terrifying beasts lurk in the quiet of the wild, from dawn to dusk. Continuing to torment and feast upon the unexpected traveller, the lost merchants, and the innocent who wander into the vast green. The House of Rivers, founded by Estrid sigvardson built off the failures of the previous settlement redloga, now known as nordvegr. composed of a single woman and her child Katla Rivers, were granted the title of vavasor's of petra after the late settlement was accused of high treason, They now dedicate themselves to ridding the commonwealth of the darkspawn and criminal scum that plauge it ~RANKS~ Knights investigating a battleground against a kelpie and fallen explorers The extravagance of a military House's long ladder of ranks seems rather out of place in the world. Every member of the House is expected to have the same high set of skills as any other. Naturally, some men take to certain tasks better than others, and if a mission calls for a particular man’s expertise, the Leader will designate them to lead it. But which skills will be most essential depends on the task at hand. The best man for one assignment may be the worst man for another. Thus, such as the Riverguard , the House free themselves from the shackles of titular bureaucracy and can award commands based on merit and the demands of their current objectives. Seeker New recruits to the house are known as Seekers, signifying their status as travellers on a sacred quest. Every Seeker undergoes rigorous mental and physical training beside a class of fellows. Together, they learn to live off the land, to track men and beasts by the prints they leave behind, to read the sky, and to master weapons of choice Cha Guardian Once a Seeker is granted the title of Guardian and has been found worthy to be introduced fully into the house, they are given the same responsibilities and privileges carried by all fully initiated members. As a Guardian, it is required to uphold the Eight oaths, perform any missions assigned by their Seniors, and be a model of virtue for others. They have unrestricted access to all the Houses' resources and knowledge and can be delegated to lead missions by the Leader. ~THE SEVEN OATHS~ In the final stage of a Page's training as much one to apprentice of the Grandmaster, the House assembles the entire class in a secret grove. At midnight, the first words that they speak of when assembled are the words of the seven oaths, transcribed below: swear i shall be a symbol of strength for the weak. I swear i shall Uphold honor and justice within our freeholds To be modest To be modest in speech, dress, and deed, To be truthful and sincere in all dealings between men, To own only what I need, To scorn comfort, To love freedom, And to keep my word. With [inset religion here] , The petra , and my innermost soul as my witnesses, I swear. RECRUITMENT Admission to the House is open to any who seek it. But be warned- the life of a a rivers is not for the faint of heart. For all of our poetic talk about the pleasures of a simple life, the rewards of self-sufficiency, and the boundless wonder of Creation- through true- does not tell the full story. If you would join our ranks, you will spend countless months of your short life lost and far from home, with only a faded map, the stars, and your wits to bring you safely back. You will spend many hours with a parched throat, desperately searching for a mountain brook from which to drink- and spend many more lying feverish on a grubby cot, waiting for the parasites you have swallowed to be washed out of your system. You will spend many cold and sleepless nights listening to the distant howls of wolves, wondering if you will live to see the dawn. But the house can promise you this: you will never be left to face these challenges alone. You will need only look across the dying embers of your campfire to see your fellow Seekers and Guardians, bows and swords in hand and eyes alight, ready to lay down their lives on your behalf. And in the innermost depths of your heart, you will know beyond a doubt that you would do the same for them. ~Admission Requirements~ Send me a letter in roleplay! Estrid rivers Remedy__ Credits due where credit is done Immortalshadowz for making this old lore for me that i never used to be repurposed

" HAHA im not surprised the pregnant woman beaters, decided to ally with the baby eaters " Estrid let out a bellowing laugh from her chambers as she tossed the missive into the flames behind her " Oh i do hope they send sigmund to play, he can see how his ex-family has grown so well without him, still its so funny to watch the desperate acts of the dwarves get so bad they had to hire brigands and cover it up as a vassal, HAH norland has em scared and pissing their pants huh?

Kailu: " Violence, violence, violence, they taint the wilds most precious resource.." Estrid: " I wish people would stop killing people in our river.. at this point its gonna become an environmental issue."

" This war is the dumbest war ive seen rise yet, all because one man simply cant shut the **** up, no surpise that man was a dwarf " A petran muttered as she ripped the missive to shreds

Estrid was crouched over the body at the river, she had found it after her usual patrol of petra's commonwealth. Her fist clenched as she gritted her teeth at the sight " Our government is more worried about foreign politics rather that the serious domestic issues like these.. dark spawn run rampant in out lands and rarely a finger is lifted against them unless they enter our cities.. I do not know this man.. but i will see to it he has a proper burial, a symbol for those who forgot about the horrors that lay behind our walls. " the woman shook her head, stabbing her sword into the dirt as she began to prep his burial

Surname: River, sigvardson Name: Estrid Address: (I forgot Age: 20 (forgot the date)

oh boy, this looks like great lore I sure hope a certain company doesnt hear of this..

Delra walks down the streets of helious from the lords manor, seeing this, a brow lofted as she ripped it from its resting place " Arnt these the guys who sent an assassin on me..?

Penned by Dame Estrid in the year 1932 Under the recent events of house Sigvardson declaring me a bastard child, I, formally Estrid Sigvardson, Relinquish my name as Sigvardson and take the name ‘Rivers’ Under the watchful eye of the commonwealth Furthermore, My house shall also adopt this name as well. If one is to suffer the same fate as I have, children and adults alike are encouraged to seek me out. House Rivers welcomes the less fortunate Signed Dame Estrid Rivers

Estrid layed in the basement of the norlandic keep, in her drunken haze, the woman read the not through tears, her brows furrowed as she let out a loud, banshee like screech " He hurt that sweet man, the man who did nothing but care for him, Sigmund, Sigmund... SIGMUND YOUR RAT PIECE OF SHIT COUNT THE DAYS YOU WALK ALL FATHERS GRACE, FOR THE CLOCK TICKS, AND IT IS TICKING FAST

A woman laughed as she read the note, folding it neatly and placing it into her satchel, sitting in the mage's enclave, the woman pulled out her own parchment and began writing.. " If that is the case, i shall feel no remorse for when my blade meets your throat

" Who the heck is Godfrey? " a young estrid asked herself as she walked by the notice board

ill be waiting for this hat

[!] During the early morning mist, a blue banner was placed in petra’s square A large parchment tied to its fabrics To those on whom it may concern, I Estrid Sigvardson declare solidarity, I claim the title of Family Head, denouncing Sigmund Sigvardson as our leader. To those reading this, I open my doors to you, In a new age where Sigvardsons no longer hide behind closed doors away from their problems, I call upon all Bannerless men and women who seek their place to join me in arms as we fight and protect our leaders and its loved ones and to fight against those who seek our downfalls, Join me as I work to keep our beloved commonwealth safe from its aggressors in the outside world of Aevos SIGNED, Estrid Sigvardson Matriarch of House Sigvardson HONORABLE MENTIONS BJORN SIGVARDSON (no forum account) ERAK SIGVARDSON @TheDrHedgehog Sondher @sondher

God if i could like this several times i would