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Sir Philip furrowed his brow in surprise reading the missive for himself. "Wow... after all this time he's finally getting married. Good for him!"

Sir Philip looked out towards the east "A fine fisherman, and a finer man... Timofei Petrovich knew of Honor, one of the few to truly know it."

"What the **** where's my invitation." The Veletzian Knight huffed from his childhood friends bedroom in Merryweather, exiled from the midlands and his beloved Sir Gaspard.

Someone is going to have to be the bad guy one of these days and go close these realms. It has to be done. The best time to cut realm bloat is 10 months ago, the second best time is now.

"No....No." Sir Philip remembered back to when he was a child first encountering Sir Ethan when he was but a noble boy of Petra, green and eager to see blood shed. "This will not do at all, you will be avenged my friend...." The Knights voice trailed off as he marched off to find Sir Godric.

Sir Philip tore through the wardrobes and chest within his home in Veletz trying to find his Stassion drab short shorts.

Sir Philip snuck into the depths of Petra, finding his mother he quickly passed her a sticker she could affix to the back of her horse and buggy. "I hope you are proud mother."

Full Name of Man - Philip Laurent Halcourt Date of Birth of Man - 1932 Name of Woman - Adelheid Klara von Alstreim Date of Birth of Woman - 1933 Location of Ceremony - Chapel of Our Lady Paradisus ; Aaun Date of Ceremony (Year) - 1956 Name of Clergyman who performed ceremony -Bishop Leofric

Sir Philip waved the Veletzian Banner "Were going to win so good, we will revolutionize winners, I said to Sir Gaspard, Sir Gaspard, we cannot stop winning."

The Queen Who Fled The Queen of Balian with her Royal Guardsmen fleeing into the many tunnels beneath the city,1957. In the land where Veletz's valour stands, Defending against Aevos, united bands. Men of courage, brave and true, Against the coalition, outnumbered, they slew. King Aleksandr, a tale of shame, The King Who Fled, left his soldiers in pain. Abandoned at Winburgh, he chose flight, Leaving his queen, in the League's firm grip tight. Queen Sybille of Balian, a queen untrue, Spreading lies, seeking Veletz's doom to pursue. Her city fell to the League's might, Yet she fled to tunnels, in the glaring daylight. The Queen Who Fled, in shadows concealed, Escaped to tunnels, her fate unsealed. Her people battled, their hearts in dismay, As she sought refuge, from the light of day. In the face of war, she cowered below, Leaving her citizens to the enemy's blow. In hidden passages, she sought reprieve, While her people fought valiantly, they grieve. Veletz, a beacon of strength and might, Facing the coalition, standing upright. Against cowardly leaders, they defend, In the face of falsehood, their honour they mend. In the annals of history, their tale is told, Of bravery and valour, steadfast and bold. The League of Veletz, in the defensive fight, Against the Queen Who Fled, in the tunnels' respite. By Sir Philip Laurent of Veletz

Sir Philip scratched his head holding his helmet under his arm as he looked to Sir Ethan @Creator_Alan"I am confused Sir Ethan, they say we slaughtered children but - Did you not take it upon yourself to mentor one of the young Balianites? This is so very confusing, I think all the running has jumbled the queens thoughts." Sir Philip pursed his lips. "Tunnel air, that'll do it to ya."

Sir Philip mournfully looked back on the warm sands of Balian as their forces marched away. "Ill be back... Hopefully with a pina colada next time."

Sir Philip suns himself on the beach at Balian. "This is gonna be the best place to surf."

Sir Philip read the letter atop his horse as he looked out over the roads ahead of him. He lifted his helmet from atop his head setting it down in his lap as his eyes tore across the page. "Grandfather no..." Was all he could muster out. His eyes looking up towards the sky.

THE UNION OF HALCOURT AND ALSTREIM 1956 A.H. PRINCEPS IN OMNIBVS First First in all Things The story of Philip and Adelheid began almost two decades ago when the two met as friends within a tourney at Stassion, linked together in common cause to find more friends to play with the pair set forth as best friends. A decade later the late Baron of Brasca, George Marc made a pact with Prince Heinrich Lothar of Merryweather to wed his cousin Philip to the eldest daughter of the Langkette Mountains, Adelheid. As the Heartlands braced themselves for the inevitable onset of war, many found themselves grieving and fearing for the safety of their cherished ones. Among them, Philip Laurent Halcourt and Adelheid Klara von Alstreim experienced the same sentiments. With not only the recent loss of the Prince of Merryweather, but also the sorrowful passing of the Baron, George af Brasca a few years prior, the duo discerned that there could be no more fitting moment than now to uphold the promise forged in their youth by their relatives - an arrangement that would bind their two noble houses futures together. With a sense of expediency and lack of pomp and circumstance due to the ongoing conflict, Philip Laurent Halcourt of Veletz and Adelheid Klara von Alstreim of Merryweather, were married within the Chapel of Our Lady Paradisus within Aaun on this holy day of Tuvmas, with only a modest attendance of witnesses hailing from both the League of Veletz and the Kingdom of Aaun. United, finally in holy matrimony the couple look forward to many years of happy Union. Celebrations for the couple will be held following the conclusion of the war. Signed, His Lordship, Sir Philip Laurent Halcourt Her Highness, Adelheid Klara Halcourt