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VALLAGNE MAYORSHIP Inaugural Address, 1st of Godfrey's Triumph, 179 S.A. Dame-Maire Amélie Auclair Crown Ambassador of the Heartlands DISCOURS INAUGURAL “Inaugural Address” To entrust one, with leadership, is to lay, plain unto their palms, the protection, and wellbeing of those who entrust and ordain one their duty; it is to demand an inalienable vow. A vow that one would act as the aegis that safeguards their hearts, livelihoods, and joys, such that they might never suffer at the hands of fate again. To be the voice that bespeaks their deepest hearts’ every small beat, to be the blade, that rends their every woe & fear. I have long avowed such, alike to my forefathers before me, long fore I ever stepped foot in Vallagne, long fore my heart’s beat rang with naught but love & affection, for the family that found within. And had once more, whence I first dared to ask of you your trust, to entrust your every hope & fear, to me. Yet I thus, swear, once more; “ I shall serve the Heartlands, and it’s people, as my forefathers had before me, under the vow of my kin, that I take unto my own - until the last of my breath is wrest, from unto the depths of my heart & soul, I will labour to see that it’s people, that my now family, and home, may have a future, penned, in gold.” Pour notre chère, Province Pétrine, un avenir, écrit, en or. “For our beloved, Petrine Province, a future, penned, in gold.” THE SALVIAN GAUNTLET “Mayoral Cabinet Bill” With new beginnings, comes a new, duty, ordained, and with it the demand to rise to the occasion, such that the hopes of one’s family, one’s very people, and kin, may ne’er be bid, washed up, unto the stream, of our beloved Rivière Pétrine. May thus, bid our first step, unto the gilded years ahead, be a step we take as one - as I dare my first bill unto the Garmont, carrying the hopes of our people, be the establishment of the Salvian Gauntlet. Named such, after the eponymous founder of our late Commonwealth, and our now, beloved Province Pétrine; the Salvian Gauntlet would be the newly inaugurated, mayoral cabinet of Vallagne, seeking to maintain the inter-connectivity / closeness / joint efforts of the Province Pétrine, and it's various institutions, as they have been connected, since the late Commonwealth's founding, to the benefit of it's every single soul. Wherein Vallagne is the Heart of our beloved river valley, the Salvian Gauntlet, would be the very network of organs without which, each individual one, could never suffer be. Dame-Maire of Vallagne Lady-Mayor | The elected head, and Lady-Mayor, of Vallagne, subsequently leading the mayoral cabinet of the Salvian Gauntlet; holding the responsibility of coordinating with the various institutions for the betterment of the people. Hands of the People Garmont Elects | The two elected representatives of the people, within the Garmont Assembly. Taking on an advisory & deputized role within the Salvian Gauntlet. Hand of the Academician Royal Academy of St. Jude & Courteis Hale | The appointed representative, advisor, and cabinet-member, in all matters related to the academic, scholastic & educational pursuits of the Salvian Gauntlet, and Vallagne’s Administration. Hand of the Laurel Order of the Petrine Laurel | The appointed representative, advisor, and cabinet-member, in all matters related to the chivalric, martial & safety pursuits of the Salvian Gauntlet, and Vallagne’s Administration. Hand of the Physiker Vallagne Medical Society | The appointed representative, advisor, and cabinet-member, in all matters related to the physiological, psychological & health pursuits of the Salvian Gauntlet, and Vallagne’s Administration. Hand of the Maestre Tower of Artistic Inspiration & Dame Yuliya Styrne Theater | The appointed representative, advisor, and cabinet-member, in all matters related to the artistic, bardic & thespian pursuits of the Salvian Gauntlet, and Vallagne’s Administration. Hand of the Descendant Descendant Relations | The appointed representative, advisor, and cabinet-member, in all matters related to the accommodation, integration & safety of all descendants, and all the pursuits of the Salvian Gauntlet, and Vallagne’s Administration therein. Hand of the Faith Monastery of St. Juli'el & Diocese of Casica | The appointed representative, advisor, and cabinet-member, in all matters related to the clerical, faithful & charitable pursuits of the Salvian Gauntlet, and Vallagne’s Administration. “And thus, the myriad hands of the realm, don, the Salvian Gauntlet, as one.” BEYOND THE DARKEST NIGHT - UNTO THE BRIGHTEST LIGHT, HER LADYSHIP, Amélie Auclair, Dame-Maire of Vallagne, Crown Ambassador of the Heartlands, Écuyer of the Petrine Laurel, Ordained Vicar of the Silver Crusade, Holy Knight of the Faith.

"Père, nous voilà.." a musing, affectionate sigh, foreshortened unto sun-touched lips, as quill writ to parchment. A bow, lacing the slip, unto a messenger kestrel's talons, naught a moment long thereafter.

VALLAGNE MAYORSHIP Candidacy Campaign, 1st of Horen's Calling, 179 S.A. Mayoral Candidate Amélie Auclair Crown Ambassador of the Heartlands UN AVENIR, ÉCRIT, EN OR “A Future, Penned, In Gold.” Since the touch of providence had first penned my arrival unto the gates of Vallagne, I had found within, past my duty sworn, and my every hope, the answer, in earnest, to what it is that my forefathers sought to protect; I had found within, a family, anew, one that would come to wrest unto my heart’s every small beat, drive me to tear-laden cheeks, and bid the brightest, helpless smile, to my lips. Since the opening days of the union, my heart could chance naught but be bid aflutter, with the self-same uncertainty, and excitement to the summers to come, and whence this new fate shall lead my forefather’s vow, and those resplendent hearts that fill my heart with joy, those I had long, in turn, avowed to give my heart & all. As suns have passed, turned to moons, and now to summers, I have found my resolve unchanged, as every day I labour, with a smile splayed to cheeks, no less so for the hearts of the Petra, alone, that sound in my heart’s every lone beat, but for the whole of the Heartlands, whence the vows of my long-passed kin has once more, brought me. It is now, more than ever, that amidst the newly consecrated Heartlands, as we had in times of old, amidst the joint march alongside our long estranged kin, to a fate yet unseen, unpenned, untold, that the future ahead, be penned, in naught but gilded gold. QUESTIONS D'ACTUALITÉ “Issues of the Day” The Garmont Assembly, having at last seen its reformation complete, had in its first session, seen the bill Ser Konstantine & I had penned, summarily passed, by the kindness & like-hearted hopes of the Heartlands’ Peers, in seeing the Heartlands, and their every constituent province, and their disparate people, be truly represented, seen & recognized for aught that defines them, in the Guide to the Heartlands, due to be penned. I am relieved at the opportunity that I may chance continue to see our joint hopes & will of a Heartlands, whose identity, culture, geniality, affections, and familial bond will naught suffer, but thrive, in aught that both defines us as diverse people & aught that defines us as one Heartlandic kin. Those who have come to share a place, within my heart, know of the hope that drives its every beat, yet there are yet many I have yet to have the pleasure to meet, even within the confines of our beloved Province Pétrine. So I had taken the liberty to enumerate, some, among the many hopes wrest unto my heart for the summers to come: Garmont Assembly Legislation | The former commonwealth, long cradled by the tides of our beloved Petra, has long been a beacon of chivalry, geniality, closeness and heart. These stand, not as values we cherish alone; but the very heart of our joint identity. Values not to be merely preserved, but vigorously championed in the Garmont Assembly, and the Heartlands as whole. I have no doubt that the Assembly will labour to see the meritorious & chivalrous values of our kin, will stand eternal, that it will labour to see that the people it is sworn to serve, and protect, may ne’er suffer an unkind fate again, and that the corrupt, the unkind, the chauvinist and wicked, shall ne’er be offered quarter again. Diocese of Casica Faith | The Diocese of Casica, since its birth under the leadership of His Holiness, Sixtus VI, in turn, a son of the River Petra, laboured to see the true, kind, and virtuous values of our faith upheld, as I too will ever labour to, avowed under the duty ordained by His Holiness, Caius I unto me; to see that the virtues, mercy, kindness, and compassion of our faith may ne’er be perverted, corrupted, or disregarded, by a faithful soul whose heart is wrest off the blessed path, such that the guardian & faithful of the true faith, may ne’er succumb to the wroth, and sin, that burdens every child of Horen, as it once did, even the exalted Prophet, Owyn. Crown Embassy Diplomacy | As I take on my duties as a Crown Ambassador of the Heartlands, I have no doubts in my heart that the Crown Embassy will labour alongside myself in ensuring that the failures of the past may ne’er come to pass anew; that diplomacy will always be the first recourse of the Heartlands; that corruption, chauvinism, wroth, and negligence will ne’er be let to fester again, and impart suffering upon its people, and upon the children of Malin, Urguan, and Krug, on the basis of their birth alone, that have too, called the river valley their home, for generations, and that too, despite their interpretation of the divine, are welcomed & beloved by our faith, as siblings, and kin to mankind. DÉCLARATION DE CLÔTURE “Closing Statement” To take a position of leadership, is to serve, and avow oneself to the protection, and well-being of those who entrust and ordain one their duty; to act as the aegis that safeguards their hearts, livelihoods, and joys, such that they might never suffer an unkind fate again. I have long avowed to such, alike to my forefathers before me, long fore I ever stepped foot in Vallagne, long fore my heart’s beat rang with naught but love & affection, for the family that found within. Yet I thus, swear, once more; “ I shall serve the Heartlands, and it’s people, as my forefathers had before me, under the vow of my kin, that I take unto my own - until the last of my breath is wrest, from unto the depths of my heart & soul, I will labour to see that it’s people, that my now family, and home, may have a future, penned, in gold.” Pour notre chère, Province Pétrine, un avenir, écrit, en or. “For our beloved, Petrine Province, a future, penned, in gold.” BEYOND THE DARKEST NIGHT - UNTO THE BRIGHTEST LIGHT, HER LADYSHIP, Amélie Auclair, Crown Ambassador of the Heartlands, Écuyer of the Petrine Laurel, Ordained Vicar of the Silver Crusade, Holy Knight of the Faith.

FULL NAME: Amélie Auclair IGN: Apricette AGE: 24 PROVINCE: Province Pétrine ADDRESS: Commonwealth Blvd. IV, Vallagne, Province Pétrine CAMPAIGNING FOR: Dame-Maire of Vallagne DISCORD: amelie.auclair

"Et... là!" a musing, lilting exclamation, foreshortened unto sun-touched lips, as the application wrest moments later laced unto a messenger kestrel's talons. FULL NAME: Amélie Auclair AGE: 24 RACE: Heartlander (Auvergnian) PRIOR EXPERIENCE, IF APPLICABLE: Familial Martial History & Upbringing, Écuyer of the Petrine Laurel (Chivalric & Martial Training, Martial Sorties against The Ferrymen, Beasts, Minotaurs, etc..), Ordained Vicar of the Silver Crusade & Holy Knight of the Faith (Martial Sorties against Darkspawn & Greater Inferi, and Artillery Experience) METHOD OF CONTACT: Commonwealth Blvd. IV, Vallagne, Province Pétrine [amelie.auclair - discord]

"Allez! Allez Bastille!" terse, languid breaths parted trembling, sun-touched lips, devoid of aught but the faintest semblance of restraint, as the white-maned Palfrey heeded his mistress' call, it's hind legs wrest, in but an ephemeral moment, tightly wound in time; hooves firmly planted unto the veld of the far Solland plains, as the latent momentum bid the young maiden astride her white-maned steed over the fencing of the Sollish farmstead. Digits would unlace from the excess of it's reins, posture wrest firmly aback, and heels bid firmly unto her dearest steed's fore, as it's hefted footfalls wrest unto the downward bank, obverse to the fencing; "On l’a fait Bastille, on l’a fait!" The Palfrey's gate would slow to a foreshortened halt, as the young woman's digits wrest gently laced unto the Palfrey's mane, showering with the deepest praise & love as she looked out unto the ensuing sunset. "Lets make for home, deserves the grandest of treats."

"Pivoines.. lilas, pois de senteur.. peut-être un peu d’iris aussi?" each subsequent, intermittent breath would bid another flower wrest from unto the field, bundled gently to her touch. A veritable prismatic bouquet, beckoned unto existence to the gleeful choir of a young maiden's lilting call. Each blossom, a precious deposition of her boundless glee, wrest tightly to her chest, and her heart's every small beat. As pristine veld let, shifting, unto every dainted footfall's touch, as eyes bid shut, and form wrest, amidst her helpless giggles & laughter, unto a pirouette; lips parting helpless to her glee, as the lilting chorus left her lips, to the brightest little cheeks. "It is happening! It is truly happening!"

A dainted hand wrest the sweat perched unto the young woman's brow, as she left her writing implement steeped in ink upon the amendments completion to the work she had laboured until dawn to pen - finally allowing herself a moment's respite to read through the day's issued missive. Her lips wrest agape, in abject shock as her eyes graced the page, her hat promptly rushed unto her self, alongside her effects, as she sprinted out of her home, towards the Reinhold estate, abject determination becoming her countenance, amidst the vestiges of shock & concern.

A measure of reticence marred Amélie's features, uncertain should she suffer her heart attend. As she laboured to wrest her concern from the contents of the invitation, the vague outline of a craft home-made theater mask would catch her eye from amidst her personal effects. A helpless smile, stifled giggle, and dainted digit would join in penning her response.