BlauRps

A certain Voidal Mage’s son picks up the leaflet and starts reading it, he puts a hand on his own chin in thought before coming to a conclusion… “It might be time that I tell the church of what happened during my childhood..” He spoke, though most of his memories were now wrapped in fanatical Canonist disillusions, he will bring justice for his late mother. A letter would be send to the Auditor reading… ”Archbishop Lotharia, Though I am a layman of the heaviest of aversions to Voidal Magic, I wish to come to you with the limited knowledge I have that would be of use to you from the days of my childhood that have to do with an experience with a specific Voidal Mage. Having kept information like this has been nothing but a pounding headache, but it should be useful so no child in the Canondom will have to go through with what I had to. May GOTT protect you.” Signed, Artur Helfgott

Joseph von Berkhoven would finally be able to read the missive after his alchemy lesson with his uncle, giving a determined visage. “This vill be the beginning of GOTT ‘s flock against the forces of Darkness… for the eternal Crusade of Light, ordained by GOTT und his Vicar, is ignited here upon the Northern Wastes..” He spoke, signing the Lorraine before he walked back home to start sharpening his blades and arrow heads as well as making preparations for the first battle of the North. —————————————————— The retired Landser von Reinmar, Hildibrand Brawn, read the missive before taking a long sip of his coffee before he spoke to himself “Ich mus’ notify Hilda o’ this for ‘his is her war t’ fight in.. ‘he Brawn family stands vith Reinmar un’ her Princes as it’s lieges…” He spoke with an steel-willed determination before bowing his head. “GOTT, protect dein flock as ve go t’ war vith dein eternal enemy… Exalted Owyn, pray give mein daughter un’ all armies involved the conviction un’ righteous determination t’ slay the foul presence from ‘he North.. it is in dein most holy name, AMEN.” He prayed, signing the Lorraine before standing up to head to the nearest forge to begin smithing weapons.

Even though he was on a Canonist pilgrimage along with other laymen and traveling clergy, Varn, The Scholar, had received the missive via a small bird he used as a messager. One he read the contents of said missive within his tent, he smiled at the idea of the orphanage. “Scrap wud hab want’d tu du da zame ting..” The red Uruk brushed a hand through his beard as he thought. “Maybe diz iz da callin’ dat GOD has called mi tu du, a way tu continue Scrap’s legacy..” He talked to himself as signed the Lorraine as he also gave the small bird some seeds before he put quill to paper to write a letter to Lady Mona De Princesa of Dunfarthing, De Coin, De Orphanage Caretaker, De Honk, De Hyspia.

The retired Lander, Hildibrand Brawn, read the missive as he entered his house. With a smile on his face he called out “Hilda, Reinmar calls ‘or our expertise ‘or the fields! Get dein brother to help du as vell vith ‘he fieldwork!” Afterwards, he would put on a kettle of Honey Tea as he set the missive on the dining room table ( @ElvenHuntress)

Josef Denodado-Berkhoven, a former Hyspian, looked at the missive. Though a thought of relief came through his mind that those crucified in Caelia were now at peace a scowl was on his face. “Unlike mein Canonist brethren of the Heartlands und Hyspia, Ich think forced aurum testing should be enforced throughout not just the the world at large but the Canondom as well.” He spoke as he signed the Lorraine “As Pontiff Caius I has spoke, we are now eternally at war with those of the Darkness and Iblessian ilk so now is no better time to enforce any and all means of identifying Darkspawn within our lands.” He added as he took a coffee “The Caelians were, in fact, cooking.” OOC Great post for all those involved! +1

The Reinmarien Landser, Hildibrand Brawn, looked at the article before taking a LONG sip of his coffee before casting the papers into the fire of his furnace. ”Ich d’ not know why ‘he young folk wan’ t’ bring back the failin’ idea o’ Oren or create ‘his ‘Aevosian Union’ thin’ un’ ‘ave royals givin’ up der autonomy un’ in’viduality.” He spoke to himself “We Reinmarien worked too hard on gettin’ our independence jus’ t’ read ‘bout someone spoutin’ this Oren sympathizer propaganda.” He added, sighing the old Highlander leaned back in his chair “Reinmar ‘s not even in ‘he Grand Covenant.. unless mein memory’s failin’ me now.”

This is a great idea and will help anyone that is a Merchant, Alchemist, or even both when it comes to the collection, storage, and selling of alchemical herbs or the bags themselves! I also love the idea of having different tiers of Alchemy Bags that differ in material costs to make depending on what tier of bag you want. It can even be roleplayed out by an Alchemy teacher as a milestone to show how far their student has gone from being a student to a fellow master or a rite of passage in an Alchemist family. Great plug-in idea, great roleplay opportunities, this is a 100% YES from me!

Titles do not need to be tied to land, there are titles that are more for honorifics and even hereditary. Some are even just given to a single person that they will have until they pass away unable to be acquired by their descendants.

The son of Demitrey Denodado, Lord Josef Denodado, read the missive of the war’s victory before giving a sigh “The war is finally over but not without one final death…” He spoke before looking over to his slain brother, Aleksandr Volkov, his death at the hands of Orcish blades then started crying. The feeling of sorrow and anger filled his chest before he took a couple breathes to calm down “You would not want to see me angered by your death, Alek… I promise, I will take care of your children in your stead, no child should should be without parents..” He spoke before he closed his eyes and clasped his hands together as he spoke a quiet prayer for the future.

The son of Demitrey Denodado, Lord Josef Denodado, read the missive of the war’s victory before giving a sigh “The war is finally over but not without one final death…” He spoke before looking over to his slain brother, Aleksandr Volkov, then started crying. The feeling of sorrow and anger filled his chest before he took a couple breathes to calm down “You would not want to see me angered by your death, Alek… I promise, I will take care of your children in our stead, no child should should be without parents..” He spoke before he closed his eyes and clasped his hands together as he spoke a quiet prayer for the future.

OOC NAME: BlauRps IRP NAME: Josef Denodado DISCORD: blaurps

I’ve got a complaint seeing the comments about how Disguise here allows a Frost Witch to disguise their cold nature with illusionary warmth. I recently read through the Frost Witch lore that was accepted/posted on March 14th, 2020 and saw no mention of the Frost Disguise spell being able to hide their cold skin/aura. Image linked to this is from the Frost Witch post from March 14th, 2020 about the Frost Disguise spell. I also link said post within my comment here since it is the most recent and to-date lore we have about Frost Witches that is neither archived or denied lore.

The eldest son of Demitrey Denodado, Lord Josef Denodado, read the missive as his brow furrowed by the end of the missive “When is King Aleksandr going to reprimand his baron..? The Viceroy has reprimanded one of his own for a similar cause..” He spoke to himself before sighing “Then again, he has always been a strange man since I met him.. I am still curious about that time I saw him wince after putting his hand in his bag when I visited my cousin..” He quietly talked to himself, thinking about Ilya’s behavior he has witnessed before.