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ERNENNUNG DES DRITTEN RITTER-KASTELLANS Appointment of the Fourth Ritter-Kastellan Issued by the Order of Saint Tylos in the year of our Lord 1950 I.T. SÖHNE UND TÖCHTER VON MINITZ, With growth and success of the order, many new ritters have come to distinguish themselves amongst the halls of the ever changing order. One such ritter is Sir Varik Sturmweber ( @ViewerDiscretion_), who has time and time again proven himself a reliable and dutiful servant of GOTT and the fatherland. Therefore, it is with great pleasure and honour that I with permission and word from his Grace, Großfürst Ferdinand Alexander Barclay, proclaim thee a Ritter-Kastellan of the order. Thus, it is by the Decree of the Großfürst that: VARIK RITTER STURMWEBER BE ELEVATED AS A RITTER-KASTELAN OF MINITZ, TO TAKE HOLD OF TOWER TOWER WESTTURM AND ITS SURROUNDING LAND, TO AIDE IN THE COMMANDING AND EXPANSION OF THE CHIVALRIC ORDER OF SAINT TYLOS THE STALLION OF REINMAR. WER RASTET, DER ROSTET, His Excellency, Stanton Ritter Stroheim HMSTSR Herrenmeister of the Order of Saint Tylos, The Stallion of Reinmar. His Serene Highness, Ferdinand Alexander Barclay Großfürst von Minitz, GMSTSR, Grand Prince of Minitz, Viscount of Tucay, Baron of Hussen , Lord of Durres, Warden of the Franklands,
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LANZENSAMMLUNG VON 1950 I.T. Gathering of Lances 1950 I.T. Issued by the Order of Saint Tylos in the year of our Lord 1950 I.T. RITTER VON TYLOS UND MINITZ, Following the scheduled gathering of ritter and lance of the sons and daughters of Tylos, various topics of discussion were held; Thus, it is discussed by the ritters; The Topic of Squire recruitment A suggestion was offered to keep the relationship between the Ritters and Warband cohesive. The Topic of Ritter families The Topic was brought up to highlight the needs some ritter may have for their families. Thus, it is decided by the ritters; To recruit a Squire from the Minitz Warband a Ritter have express permission form the Warcheif Ritter may house their spouses and children within the Ritter Towers but will be taxed to the discretion on the Kastellan for the tower they are housed in Thus voted the Ritters of the Council: "The new requirement on recruitment will prevent the Order from overly syphoning recruits that the Warband might otherwise need. With the families of Ritter being allowed to reside within the Ritter Towers it removes the concern a Ritter may have of being able to provide safe residence for their loved ones" WER RASTET, DER ROSTET, His Excellency, Stanton Ritter Stroheim HMSTSR Herrenmeister of the Order of Saint Tylos, The Stallion of Reinmar. His Serene Highness, Ferdinand Alexander Barclay Großfürst von Minitz, GMSTSR, Grand Prince of Minitz, Viscount of Tucay, Baron of Hussen , Lord of Durres, Warden of the Franklands,
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[Kipchak Helmet worn by Saxton Von Stroheim at the time of his death] ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A deluge of rain fell across the surface of the Ritter Tower whilst Saxton faced down a goliath warrior alongside his brothers. "Barbarian, Heathen, Scum!" Saxton mutters through gritted teeth; he's faced this Barbarian before, 'The Lord of Bones' they called him. A behemoth Frankish warrior, wearing bits and pieces of stolen Minitz Lamellar, in their first encounter Saxton's shield and armor was shattered by a single blow from the Frank. Fighting him alone was suicidal; but he wasn't alone, both of his brothers stood beside him, both were knights, both were templars. With such allies' victory was all but guaranteed. The Stroheims began to close in, Saxton made the first move; reeling back his Warhammer and swinging it toward the Barbarian. However, The Lord of Bones was fast for his size; the Barbarian swung as well, slamming his hammer into Saxton's. A thunderous BOOM rang out as the two hammers clashed. Saxton staggered back as his hammer was flung from his hands. "Boomsteel ?" he nearly gasped. Before the Frankish warrior could follow up with another swing both of his brothers kept him occupied. One of the brothers, Peter, clashed his hammer with The Lord of Bones'. Boomsteel clashing with Boomsteel, causing another Thunderous clap to ring out. The other brother, Robert, blinded The Lord of Bones with a radiant light bursting from his body. Saxton saw his chance; he had no powerful weapons or holy magics like his brothers, but he did have his instinct. And now his instincts told him to strike. He unsheathed a kriegsmesser, gripping it in both of his hands before lunging at the blinded Barbarian. Victory was all but guaranteed, but not without a cost. Saxton swung his messer down at the Frankish warrior, yet instead of cleaving his head in two he only managed cut deeply into the shoulder. Before, he could react or adjust Saxton felt something, a sharp and crushing pain in his chest, then he heard it. The sound of Thunder boomed from a-top the Ritter Tower and as it did Saxtons body was flung from the walls. As he fell, he felt pain for a short while, then he felt cold, and then nothing. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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STATE PROPAGANDA CONTEST
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You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” ((How do you respond?)) "My Story?" -I'd pause for a moment looking at the hag as I seat myself- "There is not much to tell. Believe it or not I'm only 20 years old but I look as bad as you." -I'd stop speaking worried I may have offended the Hag- "Maybe there is more to my story." -I say wanting to move past my rude remark- "I was born in Balian, I never knew my father and My mother died of illness when I was 6. I was taken into an orphanage but the moment I was old enough I left. The city never suited me. I was a drifter for years but as time went on, I felt empty, I had no purpose... until now. Maybe it's to find what illness killed my mother, maybe it's because I have nothing better to do, but I want to become an alchemist, Thats why I'm here.