Luto

IMPERIAL APPOINTMENT Appointment of the Imperial Landskeeper Issued and averred by the office of, Her Imperial Excellency, Noiye of Soloneshnoye, Lady Treasurer 11th of SUN’S SMILE, 656 AA ✠ HEED, LEAL SONS OF HOREN, . . . that by this writ the Imperial Treasury, in service to the Crown, appoints hereunto Malric Rhed to the role of Imperial Landskeeper, effective as of the promulgation of this missive. By right of this office, the Imperial Landskeeper may exercise the following rights and duties while remaining in direct supervision of the Lady Treasurer; ✠ To beautify the vistas of our glorious Imperial Crownlands and City of Rittersburg, ✠ To accept or decline commissions forwarded by citizens, vassals, or protectorates, ✠ To audit and maintain the health throughout our Imperial Crownlands for landscars, decay, and other damages. Current Imperial Landskeeper His Excellency, Malric Rhed @ImmortalShadowZ AVE IMPERIUM! H V M A N I T A S I N V I C T A HER IMPERIAL EXCELLENCY, Noiye of Soloneshnoye, Imperial Lady Treasurer, Knight-Captain of the Imperial Order of the Red Dragon, the Silverhawk.

Though happy of potential new kin to get to know, Noiye dreads the re-emergence of a horrible accent. She holds steady.

Noiye, the jingoist treasurer, assumes herself on the seat. She fixes her plate on and got to work, as unwieldy as quill might be 'tween a stiff gauntlet, it was suited to smother tax evasion. A decisive baritone muffled beneath the serf-knight's helmet. ". . . .GLORY TO GOD and EMPEROR."

"They knew he was a deserter and still took them in. What did giving that rodent second chances amount to? Loss of lyfe, one valued greater than his." One serf-knight who was one of Toren's former superiors, murmurs her upset 'neath a wayside shrine. Candles were lit to the loss of Verdan.

while my biggest concern lies in this being misused to dodge irp consequences of the war system, think it's fine as long as it doesn't result in +10 something dead builds cluttering the map. builders should be empowered the means clean them up in short time to preserve the map's long term health and not months after the settlement's dissolution also 2500 mina does not make the LC actually free, and not always enough depending on how detailed you want it built. just make it unlimited, there's already size constraint & building standards to follow on top of getting an application accepted, an additional numerical limit hanging over your head isn't needed

The serf-knight who once-squired 'neath LORD VANDER and ardently served IMPERIUM through thick and thin sets off for the Trostine frontier, where a home waits to be carved out.

With arms splayed to hug the sunrays that heralded in the first dae of HADRIAN I as EMPEROR of Azuras was it that one of his Dragon Knights, Noiye wept openly. The war is won, and rest of lyfe was now hers to spend as reward. "AVE IMPERIUM! AVE HADRIAN!"

“.. We won.” These news were murmured unto the sickbed of her sworn charge the morn after. His coma wasn’t easy for her to stomach - the war is won, but no amount of small talk to an unconscious man could change that she stood one less companion to spend peacetime with. Nonetheless, she vowed him the Smiling Sun's wellbeing 'fore leaving. “I’ll look after Robert.” Back in the countryside of Rittersburg, the serf who was squired, knighted, and endured thoroughly in the long war kneels in front of a wayside shrine, of finely carved oak and lacquered by Raev woodwork mossed over into dilapidation. There, wheat fields glittered ‘neath beautiful glare of sun around Noiye. Her shoulders slouch with an achieved sense of inner peace, knowing that tomorrow she can wake up a bit lighter amongst friends.

".. oh, it's drab?" Well." Out of all the implications the papers levelled to her, Noiye found most insult to her fashion. She surveys the scandalous masterpiece spread out on the duvet in front of her. "Clutch your schillings for this one."

Somewhere in the wayward fields of Norland, a Dragon Knight and an errand man of Ubersreik practiced for the upcoming jousting season. Flung from the saddle one time too many, she couldn’t comprehend that a village boy managed to break her form repeatedly - once was a newbie’s luck, but twice, thrice and some splintered lances more later implied a surfaced greatness she could nurture, the same that Lord Vander saw in herself many yils ago. … Still, Noiye’s thin-skinned ego snapped in the moment, for she saw it personal failing towards GOD and IMPERIUM to get this rusty. ".. YOU CHEATING KNAVE! YOU -" plated claws took the man yay-high by his collar, dunking his head into a nearby trough for thorough waterboarding. “RRRAAAAGGGH!” A time would come she’d look back on this differently. @helldiving

The first inches those walls gave did a Dragon Knight burst through to live up to her banner's repute - not to feast on the guts of garden gnomes, but to collect material spoils for the Imperial hoard. ... back in the Lord Marshal's office, Noiye picks up the logistical backlog in midst of Vander's recovery. Even now there is still more to do, and that many more dwarves to squash 'neath GOD's hungry war machine.

Noiye framed this up amongst scores of older Imperial missives and LANDSKAR posters on her wall, and sat down to admire it from afar over qahwe, which was enjoyed from a cup that had a 'NUMBER #1 EMPEROR FAN' print on it.

Dame Noiye burst into a laughter so bad it rendered the knight ugly crying, howling sounds that blurred between the lines of anguish and of despairing hilarity watching the clergy she held in high regards walk into an open fire. "NAE, MINE HOLINESS! NOT LIKE THIS!!! HE'S CHOSEN BY GOD! WOEEEEEEEEEE!!!!"

Dame Noiye points to her new tabard.