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The Hyspian blinked, "WHAT? NO- CALLA YOU CAN'T RETIRE!" Marisol started to weep.

The haunting echoes of cries and screams resonated through the grand halls of the Minas Aranath. The weight of profound grief bore down upon Eriantiel as she faced the harsh reality of losing her friend.

NEW BEGINNINGS OF THE COMMONWEALTH ❊ PENNED BY ❊ ❊ ON ATSTANA DE REGNE PETRÈRE 107 ❊ As we enter a new era for the Commonwealth, it's the opportune moment to welcome and embrace these fresh developments and new beginnings. Our mayor is eager to commemorate his victory and foster connections among us all. In this spirit of unity, he envisions collaborative initiatives that will strengthen the bonds within our community. By embracing shared goals and encouraging open dialogue, he aims to create a sense of togetherness that will propel our Commonwealth into a prosperous and harmonious future. We welcome you to join us to enjoy; ❊ Dinner served overlooking the city and the River! ❊ Fair bardry and storytelling to soothe your soul and aid your digestion! ❊ Competitive games of darts for the chance to win a fair minae prize! ❊ A speech regarding the formation of the Municipal Government, and opportunities in it! ❊ Opportunities galore to petition the mayor! Here, we will see a mandate worthy of Vallagne, one that will give pride and purpose to the people of Petra that will last not just a war, but a generation. HER EXCELLENCY, Marisol Paloma Solís Grand Chamberlaine, Mistress of the Robes, Curator of Jewels of the River Court of the Commonwealth, Assistant Head Physician of the Vallagne Medical Society, Founder of Rosa Dorada, and Protector of the Sun THE HONORABLE, Rigoberto de la Cruz Lord Mayor of the Commonwealth and Chief Archivist of the River Court of the Commonwealth

"AMIGO, GANASTE!" Marisol cheered. "You're going to do great things, I believe in you." @Publius

The Princess of Númenost hurries to write a letter. This was her calling.

"Y ahora qué?” Marisol shook her head as she read the missive. "Whoever is upset with him is a tool. Sir Aimo wanted honesty for the Petran people. Was that too much to ask for?" The squire poured whiskey in her coffee, letting out a scoff. "Clearly."

AN ENDORSEMENT Issued the 19th of the Snow’s Maiden, in the Year 165 of the Second Age BY THE WILL AND AUTHORITY OF THE WHITE THRONE As the youngest Princess of our Kingdom, I must step up in my position gifted to me at birth. Despite being quite young, it’s my duty to inform our people about opportunities within our lands or with good news. I think that's what princesses do. Kingswood, known as Aran-în-Eryn, is a small region outside the stone walls of Númenost. For 100 minas, you can become a Lady or Lord of 1x1 meter of land. One can purchase a certificate at the tavern. I, Eriantiel Arthalion, endorse this. Very much so. Please buy a certificate. If you buy one, please send me a bird. I will make you a flower crown. Thank you. BY ORDER OF, HER ROYAL HIGHNESS, Eriantiel Arthalion, Princess of Númenost and Lady of Aran-în-Eryn

Marisol stared at the missive with a confused expression. "What the -?"

The Assistant Head Physician of Petra turned to her mentor, "Hmmm. Perhaps we should send a letter?" Marisol handed her the missive, "Or we could talk to the Queen about it?" @carebear

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"Mother would've loved to see this," whispered Marisol before turning to her roommate with the missive. "Perhaps we shall go, Nayla?" @carebear

there's a reason why i call him snoopyduck and NOT spoopyduck !!! (leave leon s. kennedy out of this phersades !!!)

Another old soul of Colborn felt the same... Ada had no words.

Carpets. Banners. PLEASE.

The youngest princess of Númenost narrowed her eyes at the missive, "Maybe Mother will announce it's my birthday too.. Hmm.." Eriantiel set the invitation aside, "Maybe the stars will visit too."

The newest Grand Chamberlaine smiles with pride. "I cannot wait." Marisol hung the missive in her office, "Finally, a moment of real magic."

"She ran from danger, a war she did not want to start." Marisol read the missive when it was delivered to her office in Petra. "And this why." The paper was crumbled, thrown aside. "She did not want her people to suffer. We should not suffer. They shouldn't suffer." The lady continued to speak madness to the brick wall.

In her small garden, Marisol planted a flower in honor of the fallen knight. "May he rest peacefully."

The Court Deputy read over the missive once, twice, then thrice. She was in shock of the sudden retirement, running over to her dearest friend (@Phersades). "This isn't real, is it?"

PRESENTS RISE OF THE FIRE QUEEN ☼ PENNED BY ☼ ☼ ON ATSTANA DE REGNE PETRÈRE 100 ☼ ☼ - INTRODUCTION ☼ - LITTLE WINGS ☼ - BERNARD ☼ - ARMORED BLAZE ☼ - FIERY’S ASCEND ☼ - THE QUEEN Before we begin, I would like to thank Prince Paul Alexander for bringing me to the courts of the Petra. I am extremely honored to hold the position of Court Deputy and Mistress of Robes, allowing me to further expand my talents. For my first piece of Petreres Vêtements (c. Fashion of the River), shall be dedicated to our current monarch, Catherine I. From her beginning days as a princess to our beloved Queen. She was originally titled as the Duchess of Seventis on Atstana de Regne Petrère eighty-two, before taking the title of Archduchess of Vallagne, two months after. Then she would take the throne in the year ninety-nine, just one year before the one hundred birthday of the Commonwealth. This edition will be showcasing five iconic looks of her lifetime, this is for you, Catherine. ⬞[A reflection of the white dove, a small bird typically found in the south of Petra]⬞ ☼ IE CORT ☼ The dress was created with a special type of fabric, allowing it to be dyed repeatedly (without ruining the dress), creating an ombre effect in some areas. It was successful, showcasing the white transitioning into shades of gray. By the neckline, a simple golden oval brooch was attached, securing a dark gray cape. It hung elegantly, creating a whimsical feel. ☼ IE JEL ☼ A golden tiara was made for the Princess, bearing no jewel or engraving. It featured a curve on the top, creating a graceful look of a royal. The gold was able to shine on its own, without it being overthrown by gems. It was a statement piece of itself. Red roses and pink tulips were added on the sides, giving a more youthful look. .︵○︵. ⬞[The start of the red, appearing in Catherine’s clothes, becoming more expressive]⬞ ☼ IE CORT ☼ The name was bestowed by the Queen of the Commonwealth, meticulously fashioned to embody grace and sophistication, mirroring her regal stature. It was created with luxurious scarlet silk-like fabric, carrying intricate golden embroidery, resembling her Majesty's favorite flower: the wild iris. A teal velvet cape gracefully followed behind, being attached with a chain, created with Petran gold. ☼ IE JEL ☼ The crown had a different name compared to the rest, claiming the name of ‘Life of Petra’. It carried exactly thirty-two gemstones, fourteen Renilde rubies, ten pure Paulen pearls, and eight black onyx stones - reflecting the colors of the Petran flag. The base of it was made from Petran gold, carrying the honor and spirit of the Commonwealth. .︵○︵. ⬞[A drastic change in clothing when war started to show at Petra’s front door]⬞ ☼ IE CORT ☼ Crafted for the Queen, her armor was a fusion of regal grace and fortified strength. The armor set was quite plain since it was not a fashion piece, but something for defense and protection. However, a red cape was added, strands of gold chain and jewels hung behind. ☼ IE JEL ☼ One of the first crowns to only carry Renilde rubies, signifying her rise to the throne. The base of the crown is crafted with fine, detailed filigree work, forming delicate patterns all around. The elegance of the rubies created a symphony of color and brilliance, complementing the Queen. Gold lorraine crosses were added to the front and back, representing her faith. .︵○︵. ⬞[The return of dresses for a brief moment, continuing the red theme]⬞ ☼ IE CORT ☼ A crimson gown made for Her Majesty, in honor of her upcoming coronation, her childhood coming to an end. As the dress descends, it gradually transitions into a mesmerizing display of yellow flames, embroidered along the hemline. It contrasted well against the red backdrop, creating a sense of powerful intensity. ☼ IE JEL ☼ The crown from before was recreated with darker Petran gold, resembling the yellow in flames. A matching necklace was made, delicately crafted with the same gold. It glimmers with a subtle glow in the light. .︵○︵. ⬞[Queen Catherine’s coronation armor]⬞ ☼ IE CORT ☼ For her coronation, a black gown was made with lavish white fur lining, as golden embellishments catch the light. The dress transitions into a chest plate with golden details, polished enough to give it a glimmer. Completing the ensemble is a red cape, matching the colors of the Petran flag. It drapes behind, symbolizing the power and authority. ☼ IE JEL ☼ The red crown makes an appearance once more, now with an added accessory. White fur was added to the helm of the crown, representing her royal lineage and title as Petra’s second Queen. To end this piece, I would like to thank my mother, Isana, for believing in me. And thank you, the reader, for reading this. HER MOST HONORABLE, Marisol Paloma Solís Court Deputy, Mistress of the Robes, Curator of Jewels of the River Court of the Commonwealth, Assistant Head Physician of the Vallagne Medical Society, Founder of Rosa Dorada, and Protector of the Sun

The Jervotiz Keep is one of the many reasons why I still played in Haense back in the day. It was a beautiful build with everything we needed. To a secret storage room, to an alchemy lab, to dozens of rooms for future generations of Kortrevich's. There wasn't a day when rp wasn't happening at our keep. All thanks to @MissToni, @0zark, and @FROGyml for our build. <3

Mari spun in her room, showing her newest title to her family.

There was a scream, followed by a cry. Mari stared at the cane that was given to her long ago by the van Aert. “I’m sorry you didn’t get a chance to live a better life.”

The young princess, Eriantiel, clapped, proud of her mother and her nation.

"I have not fought, I've been hidden." Markus Yves stares at the missive, "Perhaps I can go. Right?"