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Corinna, heavy set with the burden of pregnancy, would read the letter left unto her within the isles keep. The paper folded neatly in half and placed to the side, she let out a begrudging sounding sigh. “A bitch in life, but redeemable in death”, the cold woman spoke. “Gaspard, the feud of house Winburgh-Rademacher and House Haverlock-Teuful has reached its end.” @DeadraSlayer Once the fallen dame was laid, Corinna would leave a black rose on the graves step, a note attached for the departed dame.

Lavanya let out a soft hum at the announcement as she read it within the confines of the hold. Her thoughts went to the first time she met the young woman, when she had appointed the girl Zelador. She nodded her head and placed the announcement aside, content with her decision back then.

I don’t know the circumstances of the ban. Maybe they are justifiable for the punishment, maybe they arnt. Not for me to say. What I can say is that despite people around me often ridiculing mick, I judge someone off my own personal interactions. I first role played with mick on my first ever lotc persona, where his and my persona became casual friends. Oocly, mick helped me immensely by showing me how to do his skinning technique with more than just a lightness increase and decrease. He taught me how to hue shift, saturation changes, color theory with shadows, etc. he didn’t have to, but he did and spent time to make sure I knew what he was talking about. I respect someone who helps out another person they hardly know, to no benefit of their own.

Persephone Vilac, a princess of ages long past, sightless and stuck in times grasp. Wrinkles etched, servants fetched, all to tend a broken wreck. Sequestered to dreams, nightmares it seems, all in the hopes of the ease of death. Viviana’s grandmother lay within her bed, the tarnished tiara on the mantel. Her elderly husband by her side. Two long forgotten names in history books, unknown to this life anymore. House Vilac, once so strong, vibrant, prideful. Now so lost, and alone.

The fallen ex-Queen of Balian, Lavanya read the golden bull. Her head repeatedly shook too and fro, a sign of her disagreement with the words which were printed before her. "Lies, does the pontiff not see the fleece which had been given immediately back to him, heard the numerous apologies uttered from my tongue? I accepted the punishment of temporary imprisonment, yet it was not enough. I accepted excommunication, but it was not enough. A sword be drawn, the words 'Bury her outback' uttered towards the sword bearer," she muttered, the woman of sleepless nights and terrors haunting her waking hours spoke to no one. None believed her, none would seek the truth in the midst of the all powerful and holy's words. No recourse but to live the rest of her days, rebuffed and lauded as a lying witch. "Has GOD no mercy for those who were so wronged? I serve my sentence, I do not deny my crimes. I sheered the sheep, I lied to protect my son. But GOD knows, he knows I do not lie of this heavy a nature. Won't any witnesses say anything? Is it my lot to die, belittled, alone, and forgotten." Princess Lavanya clutched her now toddler daughter close, the child which had been in her womb when she was threatened. Fear plagued her mind, of men of the cloth coming in with swords and dying the walls red with their blood. The once bright, outgoing queen now wasting away like a neglected flower, only allowing her young daughter and husband to witness her decline.

A long forgotten dark skinned woman looks upon the departed Roland, her eyes holding the same fire as they once did in life. “Finally, it’s been long enough old friend. Now I get to call you an arsehole for the rest of our eternal lives,” Safi Makr smirked, though it held a lighthearted nature to it.

The southern Queen's features alit with joy at the news of the northern heir. Lavanya's hands immediately went to find a quill and paper, and wrote with graceful strokes upon an envelope addressed to the Koenas. Just behind her within a bassinet in the study, Princess Aruna cooed quietly as if to welcome the distant royal into the fro of the world.

The Queen Lavanya held their youngest child close, closing her eyes and praying, “All will be made well within our hearts once this comes to a close. Our GOD shall be our judge, our souls out to be witnessed by all. May the flock of the church bear witness to our nature, and our actions speak loudly in the coming days. For our faith, our nation, and our loved ones, AMEN.” She stood from the pews of the church within Portoregne, humming a lullaby to the baby in her arms.

The Queen stood to the side of the ichor soaked stonework, the babe in her arms only recently hushed from its shrieks of terror from the cacophony of horror spewed from the dark spawn that now lay dead. Lavanya's nerves rattled, shaken to their core at yet another incursion on their lands by foul beasts. Yet, this triumph held her standing tall, her resolve shaken yet strong. No more would these beasts sow fear into their hearts.

14th of Owyn’s Flame, 124 B.A Citizens of Balian would awake to vibrant peaks breaking over their view of the horizon, and a flurry of activity on the beach. A barge pulled by two large turtles came to rest just off the coast. Posters soon plastered the streets, and invitations were placed in letter boxes. Land to Sea Traveling Carnival Barge! Games, Rides, Hyjinx, Laughter! Come ride our first of its kind Roller Coaster attached to a sea faring vessel Test your might at the strength revealer! Coaster too scary for the little ones? Well, we have a bounce castle! Dunk your friends at the dunk tank Strategize at the ice slider Bob for apples and show your moves on the dance floor! Opening for a limited time in two saints days during Peter’s Glory North of the capital city of Portoregne, Kingdom of Balian All citizens of Balian and her allied nations are welcome HER ROYAL MAJESTY, Lavanya of Cresonia, Queen-Consort of Balian, Princess of Providence, Duchess-Consort of Helena, Reutov, Sunholdt and Lorraine, Countess-Consort of Pompourelia and Kositz, Vicountess-Consort of Eflen and Anatis, Baroness-Consort of Renzfeld, Brucca, Valens, Malenos, Montcoure and Ciavola, Lady of Portoregne, Atrus and Monterosa, Protector of the Heartlands and the South, etcetera

In the southern lands, Queen Lavanya read the document with discerning eyes. "The duty of a monarch is to the safety and prosperity of their people, and to the church which they have vowed to serve. Whatever grievances they may still hold, should be placed aside for their peoples benefit. What has been done is done. Should they raise a blade yet, they break the sanctity on which they stand as a land which touts their affirmations of the church." she placed the letter down, looking to the side at her son @Andustar "Always remember this, for when you succeed us and hold the lives of many in your hands, my dearest child."

Balian Artem Gallery 12nd of Suns Smile of 122 B.A The Kingdom of Balian extends a notice to all artistically-minded individuals both near and far. Savants are invited to participate in a first-of-its-kind Art Gallery sponsored by Her Majesty, Queen Lavanya of Cresonia. Details are as follows: Art which has interest to the general public is eligible for participation. Whilst family portraits are recognized as important to their respective owners, only those of notable historical figures will be allowed for display and sales. All other art of places, landscapes, ruling household members of any nation, etc. are permitted. Only artworks created by the submitting artist are eligible. The crown shall make up to 5 prints of larger artworks which shall be available for purchase next to the original displayed work, and up to 10 prints of more compact artworks which shall be available for purchase next to the original displayed work. This is guaranteed regardless of whether the sponsor fund is utilized or not. There is no limit to how many pieces an individual artist may submit for display, barring only the limitations of the sponsor fund should it be utilized. Prices of sold art are determined solely by the artist, and all sales will be sent directly to the artist's coffers. Duration of the gallery is yet to be determined, though an initial opening event followed by 5 years of operation is guaranteed. If space allows, any artist who wishes to partake after the opening ceremony will be accommodated and may utilize the sponsor fund. There will be no overhead cost incurred by the artist for utilization of gallery space. All shall be covered by the crown. Sponsored Fund Should the art need framing to be presentable in the gallery, the funds to do so will be entirely covered by the sponsored fund, and a contract will be drawn up. If it is such the case that the artist requires use of the sponsor fund to frame their work, the framed original shall be kept within the management of the royal court until which time as the gallery is discontinued or the artist may pay back the amount incurred through original framing. More details may be explained to artists in private. Artists who utilize the sponsor fund for their art pieces will be under contract to only sell their funded art pieces within the gallery of Balian. Any sales discovered to be transpiring outside of Balian by the original artist will make the contract null and void. The funds utilized through the sponsor will be required immediate repayment with additional 100 mina fee for contract breakage, as well as removal for future gallery opportunities for a period of 10 years. Signed, HER ROYAL MAJESTY, Lavanya of Cresonia, Queen-Consort of Balian, Princess of Providence, Duchess-Consort of Helena, Reutov, Sunholdt and Lorraine, Countess-Consort of Pompourelia and Kositz, Vicountess-Consort of Eflen and Anatis, Baroness-Consort of Renzfeld, Brucca, Valens, Malenos, Montcoure and Ciavola, Lady of Portoregne, Atrus and Monterosa, Protector of the Heartlands and the South, etcetera HIS EXCELLENCY, Sir Tristan de Lyons, Viscount of Enderoca, Patriarch of de Lyons, Palatiodora of the Courta Cometa, Knight of the Order of St. Michael DONA Kathryn Atalia Virosi, Ward of Her Royal Majesty, Queen Lavanya of Cresonia, Assistant Ambassador of the Office of the Legate

The queen of Balian would make but one comment after viewing the laughable document. “I will check the locks to the Dias once more I suppose.” Lavanya placed the document in a pile labeled ‘To be burned’.