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[!] The tribesmen and warriors of Minitz were busy at work in the surrounding lands of Castle Duress. Petsch von Minitz was overseeing the new haul of iron ore from the mines. He frowned a bit before sighing "We need more than this if we are to supply the new warriors with armor and weapons." They were hard at work to provide the blacksmiths with iron.

ARCHITECTS NEEDED Barclay Bargain Guaranteed WER RASTET, DER ROSTET [!] Bells could be heard across the vast lands of the now dissolved Kingdom of Oren. Couriers heard yelling riding on their steads galloping through peasant villages and towns of the former rebel vassals “The Kingdom of Oren has surrendered! The war is over, Peace! Peace!”. When the men and women of Minitz first heard the news they rejoiced. Finally, they are able to settle down somewhere in these lands in peace without the worry of being persecuted by Orenian loyalists. This all began one sunny day, the warriors of Theodoric's Warband were noticed by the men and women of Minitz to be in a state of high alert as they started motioning everyone in Mardon to head to Castle Duress, soon after the sound of a horn could be heard across the Viscounty. The Chieftain and Viscount were holding a High Moot. The Chieftain Leon Barclay leader of the Minitz Tribe and The Viscount Dietrich Barclay lord of the lands to come, stood in front of the tribesmen and women inside the inner courtyard of Castle Duress addressing the people of Minitz of the ongoing conflict between the Crown and Acre, eventually leading to the topic of The Viscounty of Minitz joining alongside Acre to defeat the Kingdom of Oren. Ever since then they feared venturing outside and layed low within the town of Mardon. Then the news came. Their Chief and Lord came back victorious, marching back into Mardon with cheers from the warband as they went. The Kingdom of Oren was no more. With the civil war won, the people of Minitz can now lay the foundations for their new home. The construction of Minitz was underway. For Reinmaren only knew one thing WER RASTET, DER ROSTET! [!] Posts can be seen nailed on all the public notice boards across the land reading “ARCHITECTS NEEDED, FOR MORE INFORMATION CONTACT SIR LEON BARCLAY OR LORD DIETRICH BARCLAY. YOU WILL BE COMPENSATED FAIRLY. AFTER ALL THIS IS A BARCLAY BARGAIN.” OOC INFO : @GoodGuyMatt Discord: GoodGuyMatt#3284 @MadOne Discord: Mad#2647

"Mein GOTT, how much more based can you be?" Petch von Minitz said in his temporary home in Reinmar.

"GLORY TO MINITZ, GLORY TO REINMAR, GLORY TO THE CHIEFTAIN, GLORY TO THE VISCOUNT" Petsch von Minitz yelled with reinmaren pride.

[!] It was a cloudy day in Vienne, the civil war was reaching it's peak and soon a major battle will unfold. Petch von Minitz found himself walking the streets to Vienne, he'd rarely come to the capital as he felt safer and more at home in the humble lands of Minitz. So why is Petsch in Vienne? To go pray in the church of Vienne of course. He was practicing sounding out the words from a prayer book a priest gave him one day. He thought he'd pray for men about to do battle, he'd wanted to pray for Minitz, he wanted his brothers, his Chieftain, his Lord to be safe under GOD's protection. Before he entered he'd dip his right hand into the holy water font next to the entrance and signed the Lorraine. As he entered he noticed a board of papers nailed to it, one caught his eye as he read "Concept of. . . Sin" he smiled proudly as he sounded out three words. He then took the thesis and folded it into his uniform to read later. He continued to walk down before taking a seat and began praying.

Petsch von Minitz would be in his candle lit barracks, his brother in arms seem to be out exploring the world for there was no one here tonight. As he took off his uniform and armor and changed into more comfortable clothing he began to take a stack of important looking paper off the counter. He has been collecting important looking paper from the notice boards of Vienne and Mardon in hopes to get better a reading. He squinted at the lengthy paper before sighing "Stassion." he sounded out as he continued to "read" he began to squint so hard - the writing was so small he had a hard time "reading" the paper in his dimly lit room. He pinched his upper nose before placing the paper back on the counter. As he did he blew the candles out before heading off to bed. He'd attempt to "read" the lengthy important looking paper in the morning.

[!] It was a beautiful sunny day in the lands of Minitz. Petsch von Minitz was making his usual rounds around Mardon before seeing another seemingly important looking paper stack nailed to the notice board. As he took the paper he started to try to sound out the title - he has been taking lessons at the local church. "Tha Acrn Doct-" he furrowed his brows before shaking his head. He understood that this was another fancy paper post from those nobles fighting this civil war. He folded it up and tucked it away into a pocket in his uniform, he thought he might as well bring this to the next moot and give it to the Chieftain or Lord to read out loud for the men to hear. Petsch looked around eyeing the area before continuing his patrol.

Petsch von Minitz gazed outward from a watch tower in Minitz. He had a gut feeling that a massive battle was just about to breakout, although he couldn't read the papers published from both sides, from what he has been told from the moots that's been happening within the warband he knew of what was to come. He let out a sigh as he started to think about his Chieftain @GoodGuyMatt and his lord Viscount @MadOne, he wondered what would happen to them if Oren loses the war, they were nobles under Oren after all. He knew that the good farmers of Acre were on friendly terms with his Lord but it still caused him worry. What if the King decides to call upon the Viscount and we were forced to fight in this civil war? Petsch shook his head attempting to brush off all negative thoughts before changing his gaze towards the lands and fields of Minitz - he wondered if his new home would survive he finally thought. Petsch then took out a box of barcstons - some reinmaren tobacco - and struck a match aflame before lighting his cigarette. He took a few puffs, before somberly saying "Long live Minitz, Long live the Chieftain, Long live the Viscount." he hoped this conflict would come to an end soon. . .

Petsch von Minitz attempts to the read the very official looking post but realizes he might need to seek help with his reading capabilities - you didn't read much when tending to the fields. Although he cannot read the official post, he understood almost instinctively that this post was about his people and new home Minitz. Petsch wore a soft smile as he looked above towards the sky saying proudly "Glory to the Uber Chief @GoodGuyMatt, Glory to the Viscount @MadOne, and Glory to Minitz". He then took a moment to close his eyes as he performed a chest thump - the Warband salute - and began to recite his oath. The oath that gave him a new purpose in life that rainy day in Minitz, when all he showed up in was his dirty peasant clothing to the castle gates of Durres. He was just a young man wishing to join the so called Theoderic's Warband, it was a call for freedom, a call for honor, a call to serve his people - who wouldn't wish to join? He began to recall that memory. There he met his-to-be Uber Chief Sir Leon Barclay von Minitz, he was tending to the horses when he noticed him. Regardless of his peasant appearance once it became known to Sir Leon Barclay von Minitz @GoodGuyMatt that he was Reinmaren - the brotherhood and trust was almost instantaneous - he was quickly given keys to the castle alongside a home. Petsch knew he made the right choice, he will never forget the kindness he was shown that fateful day. "البس الاخضر و الازرق, نسر على صدري و افتخر ان اكون رينماريان, ارفع رأسي عاليآ فاللعلم اموت, انا فخور ان اكون رينماريان"

Enlistment Form: Full Name: Petsch Age: 18 Gender: Male Race: Human [Username: ImperialIV] [Discord: Imperial IV#2434]