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Simons Older sister Fleur smiled brightly as she turned to her younger siblings "I will 'elp you with your armor, I hope Mere doesn't mind me not being at her bedside for a while, But let me quickly take zhese Flowers to 'er" she nodded, grabbing recycled items to help create the armor.
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Ottavia of Stassion smirked at the missive, crumpling it up and tossing it in the fire for she did not care for Cannonism nor did she ask for penance. Her Son and his Wife had now taken over and it was no longer her responsibility.
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Penned by
HL Fleur Halcourt
cc. 1970
The game of the Hare and the Hound is a game that has been played for centuries among the people of Cannonism. This exciting event beckons both the young and the old to partake in a night of entertainment and strategic prowess. We invite all of Cannondom to the Sovereign state of Hyspia's enchanting landscapes to partake in this age-old tradition of celebrating camaraderie and community.
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The game will begin at the gate of the Capital, where a ‘hare’ will be chosen, The remaining members of the group will be designated the ‘hounds’. The Hare will be given a basket of shredded paper and start off the race with a head start. After some time has passed, the hounds will take off to chase after the hare and capture them before they reach the finish line of the race.
While there is no prize for the winner, we aim for this game to allow for team building and community bonding!
SpoilerThis Thursday, The 4th of April
Time: 5est
Place: HyspiaSigned,
HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS, Dimitri Otto of Koravia,
Soberano-Consort of Hyspia, Duke-Consort of Pacazu, Baron-Consort of Arenisca and Del’mar, Lord of Ladorada, Lord of Niseep, Gereon's Hold, and Ciudad de Plata, Gran Maestre of El Orden de Francisco, Protector of the Hyspian People, Protector of the Farfolk
HER LADYSHIP, Fleur Angélique Halcourt
Ward to His Royal Highness Dimitri Otto
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“God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son.” —John 3:16 <3 Hope you all had a great easter
(I'll see all my Orthodox Bro's next month :) )8 -
While the Halcourts were not planning on holding a proper ceremony for her Grandfather, Phoibe's eldest daughter, Fleur still decided to head out into the gardens and gather bouquets of flowers to honor Sir Laurens. The young girl of Nine decided she herself would plan her own little Le beausorti for her grandfather.
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⋆Discord: Mqrshimellow
⋆Skin Name(s): Scyfling Maiden
⋆Bid(s): 15
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Guinevere I of Velen watched over her family with Pride.
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It really do matta
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[!] A poem begins to be Penned soon after a long departed Princess returns
Those who crown themselves with miters and Pontifical robesAre dry and polluted canals that humans long to drink from
Boats remain frozen in their abandoned and void place
The waters being a simulacrum of Golden Bulls
The bubbling and Refreshing springs they cut from themselvesThose who pass by are beginning to recognise there is nothing to drink
Only worms and serpents live within the canals.
Bushes of berries along the Shoreline with thorns and thistles baked inside and
dead man bodies pile on top of one another like firewood waiting to be burnt
Behold the crown jewels of those called servants and watchers.6 -
Lucrezia, one of the baroness's daughters sat within a foreign land as she was surrounded by a bunch of new friends. Unsure of what was going on back home.
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1 minute ago, Caranthir_ said:
Tristan Adelin de Rennes sends a letter to his brother, Jean @LithiumSedai. It reads:
"Dearest brother, Your Excellency, a birdie has told me that the Stassie's have at last fled Fredericksburg - surely in fear of your retribution for their innumerable crimes. This should make the eviction and displacement process of the anthill and its huts much easier for you. T."
Spoilerbro we left before y'all even marched in there and took our titles with us LMAOOO
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Ottavia I of Pompourelia, Princess of Stassion, Duchess of the Lowlands, Vienne, Lorraine, and Furnestock, Margravine of the Westermarch, Baroness of Renzfeld and Montfort, Lady of Fredericksburg bursted into laughter as she now sat underneath her new liege who had already reaffirmed her titles "Richard! Come look, This is the funniest thing I have seen yet!"
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The Soldiers of Stassion amidst the fallen
C. 1955The winds howled mournfully across the desolate landscape as Princess Ottavia of Stassion surveyed the aftermath of the devastating defeat. The once-proud banners of Stassion now lay trampled in the mud, the castle walls scorched from the fires of war. Ottavia's heart weighed heavy with grief and anger, but she refused to let despair consume her.
As Ottavia and the remnants of her principality scoured the battlefield for survivors, the glow of victory belonged to the usurper king of Aaun. The invaders had claimed the Marchlands, leaving Ottavia's people shattered and her home in ruins. Yet, the fire in Ottavia's eyes refused to be extinguished.
Among the fallen Aaunite soldiers lay a wounded man, his breaths shallow and labored. Ottavia, fueled by a mixture of rage and determination, approached the enemy soldier. His plea for mercy fell on deaf ears as Ottavia drove her sword through him once more. Nearby, the fallen banner of Aaun, adorned with a white rose, lay stained with the blood of the fallen. Ottavia observed as the crimson river flowed towards the banner, transforming the once-white rose into a haunting shade of red. She crouched down, picking up the emblem that now bore witness to the bloodshed.
Turning to her remaining people, Ottavia raised the blood-stained banner high. Her voice rang out with defiance, "Stassion remains independent, and independent it will stay. You stood here with me today, reminding everyone that Marchlanders cannot be cowed by fear, bullied by force, or bought by any tyrant king."
She continued, addressing the loss of their homeland, "While we may have lost the Marchlands, we will march forth to our allies and rebuild. They may spill our blood, but they will never take our heritage or our freedom."
With those words, Ottavia handed the blood-soaked banner to her husband, Richard, who bore the weight of their defeat on his wounded shoulders. Mounting her horse, Ottavia cast a final, sorrowful glance at the charred ruins of Stassion, the children's only inheritance. Yet, her resolve remained unbroken.
With a determined spirit, she turned her stallion around and led her people away from the Marchlands of Stassion. "Marchlanders, we leave the Marchlands of Stassion, taking our name, heritage, and title with us," Ottavia declared as she tightened her grip on the reins, kicking her horse forth. The remnants of Stassion, with heads held high, rode away from the smoldering ruins. Ottavia's words echoed in the wind:
"Stassions never die."SpoilerPlease keep in mind that this is a POV post and is not to be metagamed, But ggs to the covenant! And to my Community of stassion, fret not we will rebuild.
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Cc. 1958
Written and composed by
Princess Ottavia Stassion
And Lord Adrien ‘the Kingslayer’Here's the story of The Marchlands
A land both fair and great
In the year of 1952
An Independent State
This was much against the wishes
Of certain governments
Whose leaders tried to break us down
And make us all repent
But we're all Stassions and we'll fight through thick and thin
We'll keep our land a free land from the enemy coming in
We'll keep them east of the Constance, till that river's running dry
And this mighty land will prosper, for Stassions never die
They can send their men to murder
They can shout their words of hate
But the cost of keeping this land free
Can never be too great
Cause' our men and boys are fighting
For the things that they hold dear
And this land and all its people
Will never disappear
But we're all Stassions and we'll fight through thick and thin
We'll keep our land a free land from the enemy coming in
We'll keep them east of the Constance, till that river's running dry
And this mighty land will prosper, for Stassions never die
We'll preserve this little nation
For Our Children's children too
Once you're a Stassion
No other land will do
We will stand tall in the sunshine
With the truth upon our sides
And if we have to go alone
We'll go alone with pride
Cause' we're all Stassions and we'll fight through thick and thin
We'll keep our land a free land from the enemy coming in
We'll keep them east of the Constance, till that river's running dry
And this mighty land will prosper, for Stassions never die
Cause' we're all Stassions and we'll fight through thick and thin
We'll keep our land a free land from the enemy coming in
We'll keep them east of the Constance, till that river's running dry
And this mighty land will prosper, for Stassions never die
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"They harass the poor halflings...Leave them be" Ottavia shook her head as she prepared the carts.
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DECREE FROM THE MARCHER CORONET
Scriptum Anno Domini 1958
THE TITALAGE OF STASSION AND BLANCHET
T I T V L V S S T A S S I O N I S E T B L A N C H E T
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TO OUR DENIZENS OF THE MARCHLANDS,
With the aftermath of Princess Mathilde’s name day festivities, we saw the rise of a champion, of a lord and of the House Jewels. Thus we see it fit to decree the following:
Within the House of Stassion,
HRH, Aurelia Fredericka, the eldest daughter of Stassion , the Duchess of Helena @Eryane
HH, Mathilde Augusta, a daughter of Stassion, The Countess of Veronia @annanicole__
Within the Marchlands,
TH, Sir Adrien Blanchet, An honorable man and Knight of the Marchlands, Baron of Blanchet @OwOrc
And finally, a man who has been a long time friend of Stassion, whilst we cannot title him we dub him
Ser Istvan, The Champion of the Marchlands. @budaq
We trust that these Honourable men and women of the Marchlands and beyond, serve the realm and the House of Stassion well and with valor.
IN NOMINE LEONIS
HIS SERENE HIGHNESS, Richard I of the House of Stassion,
Protector of the Marchlands, Prince of Stassion, Duke of the Lowlands, Vienne, Lorraine, and Furnestock, Margrave of the Westermarch, Baron of Renzfeld and Montfort, Lord of Fredericksburg
HER SERENE HIGHNESS, Ottavia I of the House of Stassion,
Princess of Stassion, Duchess of the Lowlands, Vienne, Lorraine, and Furnestock, Margravine of the Westermarch, Baroness of Renzfeld and Montfort, Lady of Fredericksburg
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42 minutes ago, Franczhiz said:
I am not blind when it comes to trying to play it all funny in OOC lmao. Do I for example have to mention the OOC ramifications of how Stran was also taken?
Stran? Is stran in stassion? Not according to my knowledge.
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2 minutes ago, Franczhiz said:
If you would like to elaborate in here that'd be much better as it will be an instant clearing up as to why it happened. I find it strange that when a new lead of the House/Count gets declared (who by the way had no chance to prove themselves) that the same day when there is talked of perhaps leaving Stassion, that post comes out with the revocation of a title, it does not seem like simple coincidence to me.
It had nothing to do with your plans to leave stassion, because in the end Sarkozic had planned on staying. There were a lot of reasons as to why it was revoked so as I stated in my prior message if a mod would like to find out, they can contact me5 -
Hi there!
There were a bunch of reasons as to why the title got revoked both Irp and Oocly, and it had nothing to do with that chat specifically.
If any moderators would like to contact me for the full story and information I will be happy to send out the full list with the evidence.14 -
4 minutes ago, HIGH_FIRE said:
Sybille I, Queen of Balian would spit out her tea as she read the missive over. "Ironic! The traitorous Sarkozics have lost once more!" she declared before showing such to her aunt @Mady
Ottavia Stassion sends a Complimentary Stassionic red to the Vicountess of Pompourelia and Queen of Balian.4 -
BIRTHDAY SOIREE of PRINCESS MATHILDE
C. 1957
Issued by the
☩ THE PRINCESS OF STASSION ☩
Princess Mathilde, the cherished daughter of Richard and Ottavia, is on the verge of embarking on an extraordinary journey into a new chapter of her life. In honor of this momentous milestone, we are privileged to host a grand celebration amidst the captivating and mystical Marchlands of Stassion. Prepare to be swept away by the sheer delight, elegance, and indelible memories that await you.
The festivities will commence with a captivating tournament, where the very essence of valor and skill will be on display. Marvel at the extraordinary prowess and unwavering dedication of the realm's most exceptional knights and warriors as they compete for glory in the name of Princess Mathilde.
As the sun sets on the tournament, the grandeur of the evening will unfold into a majestic ball, where Princess Mathilde will make her dazzling debut to society. This enchanting moment will be etched in the annals of history as she graces the dance floor with her esteemed father, the Prince of Stassion, for their inaugural waltz together. Prepare to be captivated by the sheer beauty, grace, and regality of the royal family as they share this extraordinary and unforgettable moment.
Join us in this extraordinary celebration, where joy, elegance, and unforgettable memories intertwine. This is an occasion that will transcend time and leave an indelible mark on the hearts of all fortunate enough to witness it. Let us gather together, as a collective, to honor and celebrate Princess Mathilde, a beacon of grace and inspiration, as she embarks on her remarkable journey.
SpoilerJanuary 5th @4:00PM EST
SPECIAL INVITATIONS
The Royal House of Stassion
The Comital House of Sarkozic
Her Royal Highness, Aurelia Fredericka of Stassion
His Royal Highness, Richard Octavian of Stassion
Her Royal Highness, Vivienne Lorena of Stassion
His Grace, the Duke of Adria, Markus Sarkozic,and the Ducal House of Adria
Papa Vlad, Father of the Arpech
Ivan Arpa, Hetman of the Host of Arpech
THE NOBILITY OF THE MARCHHis Lordship, The Baron Valcour, Tristand Dresnay de Valcour
His Lordship, The Baron of Valognes, Rickard de Valognes
THE NOBILITY OF THE LEAGUE
His Grace, The Captain-General, Gaspard II van Aert
His Grace, the Duke of Blackvale, Valentin van Aert
The Most Honourable, Margrave of Drusco, Edmond de Rouen
The Rt. Honorable, Count of Sonlach and Rivigrenz, Johanes van Aert
His Lordship, the Baron of Reyne, John Reyne
His Lordship, the Baron of Harlingen, Manus de Ruyter
His Lordship, the Baron of Eulersberg, Jan Euler
Her Ladyship, the Baroness of Brasca, Viktoria af Brasca
The House of Kovachev and the Order of the Rychwald
OUR FRIENDS & ALLIES ABROAD
The Denizens of the League of Veletz
The Denizens of the Iron Horde
The Denizens of the Principality of Celia’nor
Signed,
HER SERENE HIGHNESS, Ottavia I of Pompourelia,
Princess of Stassion, Duchess-Consort of the Lowlands, Vienne, Helena, Lorraine, and Furnestock, Margravine of the Westermarch, Baroness of Renzfeld and Montfort, Lady of Fredericksburg
HIS SERENE HIGHNESS, Richard I of the House of Stassion,Protector of the Marchlands, Prince of Stassion, Duke of the Lowlands, Vienne, Helena, Lorraine, and Furnestock, Margrave of the Westermarch, Baron of Renzfeld and Monfort, Lord of Fredericksburg
HER HIGHNESS, Mathilde Augusta, Countess of Veronia, The Grand Lady of the Aster Court17 -
The Princess of Stassion sat in her chambers, she began to hum a new tune...
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Ottavia sat within the palace, drawing another card from her deck before turning to her mourning husband "Blood will have blood, and my" she smiled, walking over to Richard "What a river of blood will be spilled"
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Quinceañera De Los Soles Gemelos
in The Sovereignty of Hyspia
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Fleur Halcourt clutched the invitation tightly in her hand, bringing it close to her chest "Magnificent! I must find a gift for my dearest friends" she smiled brightly, grabbing her coin purse.