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From deep within the estate of the Vuiller family, a wrinkled hand supported an elderly woman as she leaned on a cane, peaking around the corner. The cries of agony had stirred the woman from her sleep, and curiosity from her room. After some time, the woman’s lone handmaiden came and explained what had happened. “Are the babes well then?” She asked, voice soft and meek from lack of use. After an affirmative, Rosemary Vuiller Sr. smiled. She would make a point to allow the babes and mother rest for a few days before going to see her newborn great great grandchildren.

The mother of the aforementioned Baron of Vilac rolled her eyes "We were leaving well enough alone until your lot decided to come into the court of Balian whilst we gained our peerage and jeer about 'false Vilac's'. Now you wish to virtue signal?" she turned to her maid who had to read the missive to the near blind woman "I put all the lineage issues to rest over a decade ago with a public retelling of historical facts, did no one read it? What a shame, and I spent so much time writing it. Perhaps I should hand deliver it and explain in full? Ah, but Cas and August would be livid if I did, saying it is too dangerous. I'm too old to be afraid of young lads who want to peacock around for glory over a non-issue." she hummed, rocking back in her chair as she idly pet the large feline sitting by her side.

[!] Above was a very primitive rendering of the Childs Tio Hola, it is with a very heavy heart I am forced to write this missive. I am at a loss. Mi tio Casimir is such a lonely old man, and it is simply pitiful to see him grow closer and closer to the age of fourty without a wife by his side. Thus, as his FAVORITE sobrino, it is mi duty to find him a bueno Senora! With that, let mi tell tu about mi tio! His name is Casimir Marius Vilac He is the patriarch of House Vilac, and the Baron of Valio in Balian He is childless, and maidenless. I am non good judge of looks, but I suppose he is average? He is very very VERY loyal! He has a bit of a bum leg from a past battle. Any and all inquiry's should send a letter to yours truely, Ezren Kervallen, Best Sobrino

Rosemary Vuiller frowned, muttering simply "I am truly alone now. When will the seven skies give me my peace?"

Rosemary Vuiller did not see the missive as it did not exist to be read for the public, though in her fleeting moments of lucidity in her age did she often tell her great grandchildren stories of her youth. How she would fish on the docks of the old ferrymens fort within the lands of norland, hoping her wayward father Arlo Cooper would come home. Only when the great grandchildren were of a proper age did she show them the scar across her neck and tell them how it occurred at the tender age of 6, at the hands of a ferryman who took a common girl as hostage with the promise she would be safe. “Never trust a Greenie” she always finished her stories with “unless they are from the Mareno family.” The last sentence was always followed by the end of the woman’s lucid moment, leaving her muttering incoherently about an Uncle. (OOC: phone won’t show spoiler button but love the ferrymen! Also terrified of y’all but glad you guys are back xD)

"Ledicort? Where is Ledicort?" An aged woman of strawberry blonde locks, now turned silver with age asked near daily. "He always took time to have some cocoa with me" "Lady Rosemary, Lord Ledicort is having cocoa with your Pa, remember?" always came the reply of the lady's personal maid. The reminder a gentle one, sincere in its pitying tone Pushing up her spectacles, Rosemary looked out the window with a sigh, "Ah yes. Well won't you have cocoa with me then Magda? Its ever so lonely to drink by myself." "My lady, I shall have tea whilst you drink your hot cocoa. The temperature is arid in these lands, unsuitable for most to drink a hot beverage. But I shall sit with you nonetheless"

The fading and forgotten Princess of a faraway land received a notice long after the rest of the world knew. Secluded away for her own sanity, she lived a simple life far removed from her youngest years. The Princess Persephone, known as Percy to her oldest friends had always snuck away from the Grand Duchy of Balian to visit Karosgrad, where she and Georg became fast friends. The woman reminisced on many friends made as she tried to keep the good memories at the forefront of her grief. Annoying Aleksandr by calling him Sandy. The way Valdemar didn't even flinch when she coined him 'Whaledemar". And Georg, the kindest of souls in her youth. She often came to him for advice in her worry, as she feared the thought of being married off as a political pawn. "If that happens, you can just come here!" she consoled her. Such would never occur, and she married for love. As each stepped into their adult duties, the two only kept in contact occasionally. Persephone now regretted not visiting Karosgrad at the end, even occasionally. She tried to remember the last time they had exchanged pleasantries. It was for naught though, the damaged womans memories clouded from past injury. Instead, she held onto those younger years, the childish antics of the group of friends which all converged around Georg, the kindest boy.

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If the assets were paid for, then by all common sense it would be useable by the one paying for them correct? When it comes to credit, as was stated in the admin reply, there will be credit given in what I assume is similar fashion to how almaris cloud temple credit is shown. Lastly even if on the off chance the assets were taken and used for profit by another third party marketing them to make a buck, how would admins know that it wasn’t legitimate. Sure source checking is great, but how many people are meticulous enough to double triple check that what they bought wasn’t a stollen asset in the first place. Whilst the admins and specifically squak are being thrown under the bus with these accusations, you have to also remember they have spent countless hours every week for the past several months to make an enjoyable experience for everyone. Forgetting to credit someone as soon as the map was utilized is far from the first thing they will think to do. Remember to be kind, and know that nobodies perfect and they already said they will credit the YouTuber. Thank you to all the work admins, event ST, builders, and lore team have been doing to make the transition as smooth as feasible these past several months.

Who is your favorite "Sapphire" named person on the server >_> Is ghost Duncan still kicking? Why do you attract so many specific homosexuality characters on your persona- I just don't understand!

“Mater, mater! Who is that?” exclaimed a child, no older than 5 as they pointed up to the statue of King John I. The Childs mother bending down to speak to them with a soft smile. From across the square, Princess Persephone walked past, stopping and glancing at the small commotion. A faint smile, etched with sadness danced across the scarred face of the Princess. She felt the urge to stop, speak to the child about her departed pater, but many children had in the past recoiled at her marred face. The woman continued walking. Diligently, she went down into the vaults of Atrus. They were unused, despite her best efforts to promote the ample storage areas and miniscule rent. It acted more as a personal storage for herself and one of her sons, who occupied one of the many vaults. Persephone went about her monthly chores; checking the communal furnaces and restocking the coal, sweeping the hallways, dusting the ever present cobwebs from the dark corners of unused rooms. It was relaxing in its own way, doing the tedious and quiet work. Down in the darkness etched halls, it was easy to forget the woes of the world. It was hard to hear the cries from above [!] The following notice would be passed around the refugee camp of Savoy by the Princess’s sons [!] MISSING Persephone Maxima Novellen-Vilac, Princess of Balian Last seen near the bank of Atrus, 13th of Godfreys Triumph, 57 B.A Appearance: Black hair, grey-blue eyes, lightly tanned skin. Burn scars covering half her face and body. [!] Below was a copy of a portrait done of the woman when she was a young adult [!]

The newly born Lord Ezren Kervallen of Balian feels a tremor in the balance of his tiny baby life. His rival has appeared! @Solour

The newly born bouncing baby boy Ezren promptly started using his fists to express his feelings and his lungs to express his dissatisfaction with anything and everything!

A woman of nearly a centuries age held her hands to her chest, grasped together. She let out silent sobs, long forgotten in the house of Vuiller. In the years before her daughters death, she had become but a ghost. Her great grandchildren playing in the courtyard, whilst she sat and watched from the window. "My dear lily" she sobbed "I pray Samuel is there to great you. Finally, you can meet your Uncle." with that, the elderly Rosemary Vuiller placed a rose on her windowsill, and continued to watch as life passed her by, forgotten.

The quiet one, that is how the youngest princess of Balian had thought of her eldest brother. Amidst the banter of her siblings as they laughed, bickered, played- he stood by watching over them. The young princess had always found it difficult to be around the eldest son. A decade older and always silent as he did his duties, she felt this unbreakable glass barrier between them. Tasked with the position of Legate, the gap grew thinner, that sheet of glass now a film of mist. Now an adult, Persephone worked closely with her brother in an administrative capacity. Yet still, she could never quiet tell what he was thinking. Constantia was easy to read, kind and open hearted. Augustina- well she always spoke her mind. Constanz, the closest in age to herself, was the easiest to get along with. She felt at ease around him. But Alex? An enigma in the eyes of the princess. It was only in their later years did Persephone feel she could truly feel close to her brother. "We are old" the now three siblings would often comment as the younger generation married and had their own children. It was a novel concept, aging. It felt only yesterday that the city they stood in was but a grand duchy, and her pater was holed up in his office with Alexander, ever mentoring him for the position he eventually would inherit. On his deathbed, the old princess looked upon her ailing brother with sadness. A man of little yet meaningful words. A king of kindness and grace. A brother for whom she always felt looked out for her.

Within her office, the legate read over the newly published transcript of the trial. With a mild grunt of content, she stored the document away, making a mental note to praise her niece on a fine job.

The Rebuttal of Vilac Issued 12th of Suns Smile In the year of our lord 52 BA It has come to the attention of our house that those of the line Leonid have proclaimed themselves the head of the house Vilac, namely the supposed ‘Matriarch Emerentia Vilac’. It has dated back centuries that the head of the house was neither Martinus, the ancestor of Emerentia nor his brother Georgius. It is difficult to find the literature of history long ago, however, it was surprisingly simple to find an abundance of missives that name Antonius the rightful head of the house of Vilac, Prince of Vilachia. On the matter of the Head of House Vilac It is of note in Emerentia’s missive, she stated, “May it be known that the descendants of Martinus Vilac and Georgius Vilac remain the true and legitimate lines of the long-lived House. Let this decree be etched into the annals of history for all to heed.” There is a false statement within this line, that being Martinus Vilac. The house of Vilac is of the ancestral house of Horen and was created in the year 1720 when the house of Horen was dissolved into many lines, one of which being Vilac. This is pertinent as the ancestor of Emerentia, Martinus Horen died before the house of Vilac was ever created. [!] Below, two weathered articles are attached. https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/183412-dissolution-of-horen/?tab=comments#comment-171591 https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/182386-the-courts-of-the-dragon/?do=findComment&comment=1710129 If we ignore the fact that Martinus’s line can not be the legitimate Patriarchs, due to him never having been a Vilac, there is ample documentation of Antonius being recognized as the true patriarch of the house amongst his brothers, including from the Kingdom of Norland and the Principality of Savoy. [!] An excerpt of the missives was displayed https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/186568-one-writ-of-invitation/?tab=comments#comment-1739959 https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/205705-royal-letters-for-the-principality-of-v%C3%AElachia-1838/?tab=comments#comment-1866749 On “Gwendel's arrangement with the late Lord Leonid Vilac for his protection during the trial” Now that the question of who might be the Patriarch of House Vilac has been cleared up, we wish to speak more on other items of note mentioned in Miss Emerentia’s letter. When it comes to the ‘Arrangement’ brought up within the trial as well as her letter, we have several things to say. Firstly, Gwendel was never in contact with Leonid. It was a meeting between Persephone of Balian and Casimir Vilac which was not a secret meeting but an invitation to meet with distant relatives. A public letter was sent out which is attached below stating just the same. Ironically enough, this same missive also states the late Leonid Vilac’s intent that he does NOT claim himself to be head of any of the branches from the line of Martius. [!] The excerpt of the letter was below https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/223488-a-family/?tab=comments#comment-1966878 During the family dinner, Leonid offered his support for Gwendel concerning the trial. This was appreciated by our family, though once the topic of going against the church was brought up, it was quickly declined that any help which would go against the decision of the church, or cause harm to others, shall not be condoned nor accepted. The statement that we did accept their help was correct only on the grounds of no harm to the church or others. This acceptance of non-harmful help was quickly negated however when the Duke of Adria was condemned by the holy church and was aided by the Vilac’s of Adria. My family swiftly cut all contact with them, and would never reach out for any assistance regarding either the trial or otherwise. On the matter of “He” (Gwendel) “has ignored and failed to honor his agreements when called to arms” This call to arms was from the late Leonid Vilac calling for his distant relatives to assist Adria in the battle against Aaun. As already stated, we had cut contact with his side of the family at this point and were standing firm with Balian’s stance on the Civil War. To become involved would be treasonous against the Kingdom we now hail from and would go against the will of the church itself. On the matter of “Henceforth, all descendants and direct kin of Gwendel, of the line of Marius Vilac, shall be deemed disowned, illegitimate, and outlawed, to be apprehended on sight by the men of Blackvale and Vilac of Veleç.” The direct threat brought onto our kin shall be met with swift rectification if ever fulfilled. It is ill-advised to make such threats without knowing your station. No crime has been committed by the kin of Gwendel, and any retaliation against them for a crime that has already been processed by the church is arguably slander unto the church itself. For this defamation, and attempted disownment of the rightful lineage of Martius Vilac, we demand a public apology be issued towards the Patriarch of our house, Lord Casimir Vilac. If unmet, a letter denouncing the remaining line of Leonid Vilac shall be issued for all to see. This is your one warning. Signed, Casimir Marius Vilac, Patriarch of House Vilac Prince of Vilachia Princess Persephone Maxima d’Atrus-Vilac

Issued by THE OFFICE OF THE LEGATE 11th of Suns Smile in the year of our Lord 51 BA The office of the Legate seeks out diligent diplomats to assist in bettering relations with other nations. The duties of a diplomat are often varied depending on the climate of each nation. The primary responsibilities of a diplomat to their assigned station are as follows: Creation and upkeep of a dossier. Establishing oneself as a point of contact between Balian and other nations. Re-signing pacts to nations with previous pacts that have or are about to expire. Acting as a representative of Balian when in foreign territory. Only citizens of the Kingdom of Balian are permitted to become diplomats and only those of the age of 16 and older. Those between the ages of 16-18 must acquire parent/guardian approval prior to application. For those interested, please send a letter or seek out Persephone Maxima d’Atrus-Vilac, Legate of Balian. Signed, Her Royal Highness, Princess Persephone Maxima d'Atrus-Vilac, Legate of the crown