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Upon the finishing of this missive did Tilidhil Hartwyck lean back in her chair. A hand lofted to rub at her forehead then as she was very proud of herself for having had a hand in planning this event. Even amidst her own personal studies and family life did she find pride in the idea that others wished her good tidings. Truly this would be a splendid event, and she would just have to hope all came to truth day of.

Issued the 282 Year of the Second Age by the office of THE HARREN COURT With the curtain closing on two decades of war, there is at last peace within Azruas. The tidings have been gracious to bless these lands with years of plenty following the war’s end, and thus has it become apparent that a festival is in order. It is during the month, The Sun’s Smile, that the High Kingdom of Idunia invites all of those who call her hills home to her capital of Alduun to bask in such merriment. This day marks the first HARREN DAY, wherein we celebrate such a joyous victory! HARREN DAY is a festival that celebrates those who fought for us and beside us, to remember those who have memories told in their name, and a day to remember HARREN! SUNDAY, MAY 3RD – STARTING AT 5 PM EST! ──────────────────────────────────────────────── T H E M A R K E T BEGINS AT 5 PM EST UNTIL THE END OF THE FESTIVAL There shall be an open-air market where many might spend their coin and where merchants might sell goods. This can vary from the crafts of artisans to the smithing talents that go from vassal to vassal. The Alduun Tavern shall be open for those who indulge to share a glass with strangers and friends alike. Furthermore, will the stall that has sold and created the most minae within the fest be recognized for their prowess! If you would like to have your wares sold at a stall, please send a letter to Tilidhil Hartwyck or Veyric Vourkehardt stating what you will be selling and if you are selling for a vassal or opening a personal merchant stall. The stalls are available for all but can be opened per vassal as needed. ──────────────────────────────────────────────── T H E A U CT I ON BEGINS AT 5:30 PM EST During the festival, there shall be an auction in which donations and merchandise from the Royal Family and the Houses of Arthalionath, House d’Artagnan, and many more are up for bid. The proceeds from this auction shall go towards Alduun and her continual beautification. Rare treasures shall be displayed for purchase during this time, items that might not be seen again. If you would like to donate items for said auction, send a letter to Tilidhil Hartwyck. ──────────────────────────────────────────────── T H E D U E L BEGINS AT 6 PM EST In celebration of our victory over the Orcs and Dwarves, a theatrical presentation of HARREN and KRUG’s legendary duel shall be presented within the palace of Minas Aradar. This duel shall take place before the steps, near the open square market, honouring the historical moment of the Harrenites. Bear witness to living lore realized in glorifying detail in the midst of the festivities! SIGNED, HIS ROYAL MAJESTY, Tar-Pharazôn Auranion Harren Arthalion, By the blessing of Aeradar, High King of Idunia, Chief of the Númenedain and the Tribe of Harren, Defender of the Númenaranyë, Sovereign of Alduun, Prince of Númendil, Templar of Saint Michael the Archangel, Knight of the Realm, Master of the Sharadûn, Protector of the Adunians, Ascendant of Orodaeglir, Trailbearer of Tar-Númenatâr HER DISTINGUISHED EXCELLENCY, Lady Medliel-Isilmë Lominziliel Mithrenion, High Chancellor of Idunia, the Moonlit Maiden, Squire of the Order of the Silver Stag & Iron Guard, and Daughter of House Mithrenion. HER LADYSHIP, Lady Tîlîdhil Hartwyck, Master of Revelries of Idunia, Maiden of Angrenost, Physician of the Alduun Hospital. HIS LORDSHIP, Rónahón, of the House Vourkehardt, Shepard and Master of Commerce of Tir-glas, Thandor of the host of Idunia, Ascendant of Orodaeglir.

She had been nervous upon taking the bold move to stand beside her fellow women, women who appeared much younger than she and far more experienced in court. Had it not been for the coaxing from her husband, Tîlîdhil might not have chosen to do such a thing. Verily did she answer the questions posed to her, and thusly did she enjoy hearing the others' responses to such. Tîlîdhil had never been much on the use of words, finding that more often than not, less was more. It was here that she had her mind changed and so did her courage bolster. Even though she had not been chosen, there was a simple pride in watching Nárhînil claim such a wondrous prize. Surely there would be a next time, and there, Tîlîdhil would find herself standing amongst her people.

[!] Amongst the vassals of Idunia, several families receive a small missive. Ó na tailte go dtí na spéartha. The union of The Rose and The Bird Having courted for nearly a decade, the awaited union of the Goose Hartwyck and Tîlîdhil Winfield shall happen upon the day of The Amber Cold, 272 S.A. – The ceremony shall take place within Alduun’s chapel, and ordained by Ser Angrüth, the pair invites all friends and family to watch the union. – Afterwards, the pair invites all in attendance to a joust at the festival grounds with fantastical prizes! ITINERY– 8:00 PM EST: Ceremony. 9:15 PM EST: Joust at the festival grounds! . . . Missives are delivered to the following. . . The family of the Groom The family of the Bride FORMAL INVITATIONS His Royal Majesty Tar-Zôrzagar Argelion Anorion Harren Arthalion, and all the Royal House of the Arthalionath, and citizens of Alduun. Her Royal Highness Azruphêl Corweth Aranuiriel Mithrenion, and all of the citizens & family of the Lordship of Angrenost and House Mithrenion. Their Highnesses Joseph Antonius Aurèle & Magdalena Anastasya, and their noble pedigree His Grace, Viago Valathor Vitalius Adalwulf Rhomenor, and family of the Margrave of Adrossil and House Vourkehardt High Chancellor Athaenis Vourkehardt, and her noble pedigree Their Highnesses, Sascha-Anoreth & Bohdan Glennmaer, and their noble pedigree Her Ladyship, Elise Eirwen Ruthron Callaghan, and their noble pedigree Her High Ladyship, Maerîl-Emigliana, and their noble pedigree His Lordship Arthur Indocar Uthyrien Rossion Marsyr & Tereza Eddlynne Barrow, and their noble pedigree. PERSONAL INVITATIONS Mersilme Esmarie Wynterborn Bon’Ox and his clan Lord Beorn Alaric and Princess Mattae Asadha Sir Leoni and Cordelia Corvus Sir Thomas von Theonus and his family Meave Lorenthus Hera Ser Griffith Talaeris Goldmear Wyllm O’Riley Inku Vierto SIGNED Goose Hartwyck Tîlîdhil Ardeth Winfield OOC - CREDITS - UNFORMATTED -

Tîlîdhil Winfield reads this missive quietly. She had been one of the two within the clinic that night and by her understanding, along with most of the people around her, this assassin had done little more than swatted at a bee’s nest. Her face turns sour as she mutters to herself in a thinly veiled voice of contempt. “Thes person must be incredibly stupid er down right insane.” A pause as she looked over at her fiancé “Perhaps both, seein’ as how they scampered across roofs like sum demented cat. . .”

Announcement of the Valclair Line – House Auclair Étoile Clairienne (Clairian Star) Emblem of Maison d’Auclair With the coming of the dawn and the opening of a new cycle of trade, the Valclair Line of House Auclair invites citizens, merchants, and artisans to take part in Le Fête de l’Aurora, a day devoted to commerce, ingenuity, and opportunities well seized. For the duration of the event, the Valclair will preside over the heart of the marketplace together with the Guild and its Mechanikas branch, offering selected goods, mechanical creations, and items available only for this occasion. A place of open bargaining, mingling voices, and deals struck at first light. Schedule 🕚 4:00 PM EST – Raising of the Banners The bells mark the opening of the festivities and public activities as banners and sigils are raised over the square. 🕦 4:30 PM EST – Opening of the Valclair The market comes alive. The stalls of the Valclair Line, alongside those of the Guild and the Mechanikas branch, will offer crafted goods, ingenious devices, and rare wares. The Valclair pavilion will be among the largest in the square and will also welcome outside vendors wishing to trade under our aegis. 🕧 5:30 PM EST – Final Call to the Joust Last call for knights and contenders wishing to register for the tournament. 🕐 6:00 PM EST – The Joust of the Dawn The joust begins, ideally arranged in elimination-style bouts, to determine who will distinguish themselves before the crowd. Trade & Participation Those seeking information about the event, to reserve space at the market, or to sell their own goods during the festival are invited to contact: JadeStryuu - Claire Jade Malatesta elmersglueio - Victoria Benedetta Auclair The Valclair Line opens its tents to those who know the worth of a good bargain and the weight of a well-earned name. At dawn, the gates open. At the market, names are made. By evening, profits are counted. MADAME, Victoria Benedetta Auclair, Heir of Maison Valclair HIS LORDSHIP, Nicola Francesco Auclair HER LADYSHIP, Claire Jade Malatesta

A blonde haired woman, sitting in front of the hearth within her ancestral home hums softly as she reads this missive. “Ah… mon dieu,” Nimble fingers curl around the edges of the parchment as she clicks her tongue in distain, “But eet ‘as not touched my life, my ‘ome, my maman. So vhy should I scream, or svare loyalty, for somesing zat does not ask me yet?” Her soft voice mutters to herself as she folds the missive and tucks it away in a drawer before returning to her painting. ———— A red-haired apprentice reads the missive in passing, muted green eyes scanning the words. Her lips purse as she turns, situating her bag higher, and departs from the city. Anxiety and confusion radiating off her in waves.

Of all the folks I’ve met on this server in my months here, you are by far the most passionate. The level of dedication you take to cultivating a family and even more so to making me feel apart of it despite my late entry is astounding❤️ I adore playing your IC daughter and can’t wait to see where this next year leads!

Howdy hey!👋 I am seeking active and enthusiastic players that would be interested in playing my character Ardeth’s father or her brother! I haven’t been playing on LOTC for very long but I adore watching family roleplay and want to engage in it myself! The Winfields are farmers by nature, hailing from no name or titles. They are a hearty bunch hailing from the far north. They speak in thicker Irish/northern English accents. They are both pretty much blank slates, the perfect place to write a story! Unanmed Father — A hardened man, dragged down by life and loss. He is often seen from the other side of a bottle and is a hot-headed man who seeks a better life. [TAKEN] Ciarán Winfield — Elder brother to Ardeth Winfield and a honorable man if not a bit hot-headed. He takes after his father in many regards, a hard and hearty worker, but wishes to become more. Either of these characters can be shaped and molded by you, however you see fit (with some minor read lines)! If this interests you, please reach out via discord. DM elmersglueio for more info!