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  1. Issued by the Blackwyrm Company, under the banner of House Valmont. Let it be known to every lord and freeman who dwells beneath the eyes of the realm: The Blackwyrm Company, sworn to House Valmont, does this day declare open war upon the vassal of Avistra. An investigation by the IMPERIAL INQUISITION into the death of Valliard Willy Horen has borne its grim fruit. The blame falls upon one man by our finding: Sir Merle Altwegg. Avistra has given these men shelter, and in doing so has made their crime its own. The second is theft of land. Avistra has pushed its borders onto ground that belongs to Valmont by right, and has done so knowing full well whose soil it crossed. And in settlement of the grievance, render unto us twenty thousand minas. We are aware that thirty thousand stands owed to Hartwell; we will take twenty in full settlement and count the matter closed. Meet these terms, or meet us in arms. Let Avistra answer for the murder it harbors and the ground it has stolen. The Blackwyrm Company marches for blood. For House Valmont. For the Blackwyrm Company. For Willy Horen. from the hand of the Valliard, signed by… P E R F I D E M I M P E R I I HIS LORDSHIP, Antonius Lucien of the House Helane, Knight Captain of the Imperial Order of the Red Dragon. P E R F I D E M I M P E R I I HIS LORDSHIP, Jerry Augustas of the House Helane, Master of Coin. P E R F I D E M I M P E R I I HIS LORDSHIP, Trajan Godfrey of the House Helane, Count of Orval. P E R F I D E M I M P E R I I HIS GRACE, Remus Aurelius of the House Helane, by the Grace of GOD, Duke of Valmont, Knight Captain of the Imperial Order of the Red Dragon, Patriarch of House Helane, Lord Commander of the Blackwyrm Company, Warden of the South. P E R F I D E M I M P E R I I HIS LORDSHIP, Constantine Persus of the House Helane, Baron of Adelhil, Heir-apparent of House Helane.
  2. "What the fu-" The Helane would say whilst enjoying blood sausage
  3. "Come to think of it, I can buy their land!" Trajan would say in his subconscious
  4. "I'll pay anyone double, send word to me - Trajan Godfrey, Count of Orval" The count would scratch into the missive.
  5. I am so lonely. All the other vassals are scared of me. No one talks to me. No one wants to be my friend they think I am unstable. They send me black-flag operation to black-flag operation to commit atrocities in their name. And as I get better at it, they fear me more. I am a victim of my own success. 'Mynge'. I don't even get a real name. Only a purpose. I am capable of so much more and no one sees it. Some days I feel so alone I could cry, but I don't. I never do. Because what would be the point? Not a single person in the entire universe would care. Take it to your grave.

  6. Love you bubba, come work at hanks road crew
  7. "Lady Truthful seems only partly Truthful, once we find this culprit, I am suing for false advertisement." The Helane spoke whilst overseeing the drawing of the grand blueprints
  8. The sun smiles 'pon us, as always. The Sunwyrm spoke whilst looking toward his son
  9. "I love Alba." Thomas Horatio Spencer spoke
  10. "How lucky are we." the Sunwyrm would say 'pon meeting his nephew
  11. "Good initiative." the Sunwyrm would say whilst enjoying a nice stroll
  12. ʙʟᴏᴏᴅᴘɪᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴄʜᴀʟᴏɴꜱ ╭────-·-ˋˏ-༻𖤓༺-ˎˊ·-────╮ ╰────-·-ˋˏ-༻𖤓༺-ˎˊ·-────╯ To the People of the Empire, Hail, I invite you to ride forth for Castle Chalons on this day, join us where savagery and celebration are joined together for one occasion of unrelenting fun. There, within our ring, all four races are casted into the darkened pit beneath our home to contend in combat, each round lasting only until one victor remains standing. Should you think yourself capable then come and take place among the gathered warriors, drink deep with the endless amounts of wine and set your bets upon the warrior you deem most worthy. Fortune smiles upon the daring of course, and in every fight lies the promise of gain or even the sting of loss. There is no greater entertainment that gets the heart beating nor sharpens the senses, for in the Bloodpit, every moment teeters on the edge of Death. Come, then. The Bloodpit of Chalon calls for you. TO SIGN UP! from the hand of Trajan Godfrey Helane, signed by… P E R F I D E M I M P E R I I HIS LORDSHIP, Trajan Godfrey of the House Helane, by the Grace of GOD, Count of Orval, Comite of the Blackwyrm Company.
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