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"I ******* HATE OUTLANDERS!" Sir Stanton chanted from the cells beneath the Kretzen Barracks

Sir Stanton von Stroheim equipped a new set of chainmail armor onto his horse, making sure the measurements fit just right for his trusted stallion. "Don't vorry Shultz, zhis vill keep you alive during ze coming battle, hopefully."

"So long as it's a Canonist wedding" Sir Stanton said as he continued chipping away at a small wooden figurine.

ANKÜNDIGUNG DER ABSCHEIDUNG | ANNOUNCEMENT OF DISOWNMENT Issued by the Herrenmeister of Reinmar In the year of our Lord 1969 Let it be known that henceforth my daughter, Katja, shall be stripped of the name Stroheim. Having severed ties with her lineage and kin, she has willingly relinquished all claim to my name and any inheritance thereof. Let it be known that all progeny born of Katja shall be forever barred from bearing the name Stroheim or gaining admittance into our noble clan. UNSER IST DER ZORN HIS EXCELLENCY, STANTON STROHEIM, HMSTSR, Chieftain of Clan Stroheim

"I ask for my daughter back and instead they make her nobility in their lands?!" Stanton Stroheim tore into the missive with his teeth, chewing up the paper before spitting it out onto the ground "Bah! stealing my daughter because they lack heirs of their own, pathetic."

Sir Stanton squinted his eyes as he read the missive "Perhaps zhe Balanites demanded Caelians cease zeir actions out of sheer embarrassment? I'd be embarrassed too if Pagans showed more effort zhan Canonist, vhen it came to securing zhe roads."

"Nein" stated a Reinmaren Ritter

Sir Stanton Stroheim was busy looking over a map and only half-listened to his wife, barley glancing at the invitation before nodding along "Hmm, yes."

A confused expression washed over Sir Stanton's face as he read the missive "Has zhe church even approved, or do zhese realms simply vish to spit on tradition?"

Sir Stanton Stroheim would pick up any of the papers Chi had missed during her clean up, shoving a handful of them into the hearth-fire before turning to his wife "Don't just sweep zhem outside! Zhat's littering!"

The Ritter couldn't help but scoff at the final Remark " 'Haenseti Pride?' It is the martial pride of the Midlanders who prevent us from peace. Peace was in their hands; it was given to them only for it to be thrown away in less than a year."

Extend or remove the timer when cities are involved. If a fight is taking place inside the walls of a city or within eyesight of a town gate it seems silly to me that locals wouldn't be able to help just because of a 15-minuet timer.

Sir Stanton Stroheim's face twisted into a confused expression as he read the missive "Paladins und Pagans teaming up to root out darkspawn? vhat a strange time ve live in!" The Templar chuckled as he set the missive aside, the situation described still lingering in his mind "Und yet, I fail to see how simply testing for darkspawn could be described as 'sinful'. "

IGN: Damorie02RP NAME: Sir Stanton von StroheimPERSONA ID: 81865

LANZENSAMMLUNG VON 1950 I.T. Gathering of Lances 1960 I.T. Issued by the Order of Saint Tylos in the year of our Lord 1960 I.T. RITTER VON TYLOS UND MINITZ, Following the scheduled gathering of ritter and lance of the sons and daughters of Tylos. Thus, it is discussed by the ritters; The Topic of Squire recruitment Two possible candidates were suggested to be made squires. Thus, it is decided by the ritters; To induct Johanna Stroheim as a squire under Sir Peter Stroheim To induct Gottfried von Kanunsburg as a squire under Sir Robert Stroheim Thus voted the Ritters of the Council: "The two new additions to the order will help supplement recent losses caused by conflict in the Heartlands." WER RASTET, DER ROSTET, His Excellency, Stanton Ritter Stroheim HMSTSR Herrenmeister of the Order of Saint Tylos, The Stallion of Reinmar. His Serene Highness, Leon Anton Barclay Großfürst von Minitz, GMSTSR, Grand Prince of Minitz, Viscount of Tucay, Baron of Hussen , Lord of Durres, Warden of the Franklands,

As the news reached Sir Stanton, he could be seen at the top of his ritter tower looking West towards Veletz. The Herrenmeister had lost one of his Ritters, and by far the kindest Ritter amongst those of his order. Sir Stanton knelt down in prayer for Leutwin's soul before standing once more and drawing is sword and symbolically pointing it westward. "For ze murder of my King und for ze murder of my Ritter, I swear an oath of Vengeance. Wer Raster, Der Rostet!"

During the aftermath of the Battle Sir Stanton von Stroheim would keenly identify corpses clad with Stassion colors, before gruelingly removing the tongues from each of them.

Full Name: Sir Stanton von Stroheim Age: 40 Prior Experience: Adept Templar with experience hunting beast and darkspawn Discord: baronj0842 IGN: Damorie02

Sir Stanton Stroheim affixed a fine stiletto dagger to his belt, eager to use it to cut many Stassionite tongues in retribution "Unsere ist der zorn!"

+1 Great suggestion for practical spells

As Sir Stanton von Stroheim stood upon the ruined walls of Brasca Keep he looked around for his fellow ritters. Upon seeing his brethren survived the fight he raised his sword over the snapped horns of his helmet and cheered "HEJA HEJA HEJA"

Stanton Stroheim secluded himself in the Ritter Tower and wept upon hearing the news.

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,

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,

[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. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------