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"Hmm." muttered the Count of Salia, Achillius, thinking on the matter, "I have full faith in her Majesty, no one could be worse than the Stassions after all." thinking at the list of nations that accepted the failed Novellen branch. he'd then wander off into the jungles.

"The defense of Humanity is what this is. No longer will we fall to the schemes of the powers outside of Canonism." Stated Bishop Belisarios, excited to see that humanity is brought closer together.

"False Vladovs." said a Sigmar Vladov var Goza, descendent of the Baron of Goza, making his way to attend the Duma to stop the imposters of his House before they dishonor the name of Adria further.

"I hope these people realize that the Coat of Arms of the Royal Family is apart of the Orenian, the centerpiece in fact..." muttered the young Count of Salia.

SALIAN INHERITANCE

News from the County of Salia.

With a heavy heart we announce the death of Gabriel Peter d’Arkent, a Knight of the Kingdom of Balian, he served for decades, until an injury suffered in the war against Veletz got the better of him, leaving him infirm. The Count of Salia is now pronounced dead at the age of 55. On the Year 100 BA, 1967 IA. He was known for his love for his children, and from an earlier age fighting to defend the Kingdom of Balian from its many enemies eventually earning the honor of Knighthood and the Moniker of Defender by King Adrian. Now he rests in the seven skies at peace knowing that his line is secure.

This news comes along with the long term absence of his son and heir Peter Theodoric after departing on an expedition out to sea several years ago and his fate unknown. This leaves his eldest son Achillius Aurelian d’Arkent to inherit the title in the absence of Peter Theodoric. Inheriting at the age of 13, he is recognized as the new Count of Salia with approval from the Crown of Balian. An oath to be sworn before the Crown and Court. 

But In Light of him being the age of minority, Princess Eirene Daria takes up the regency for the County of Salia to steward the Isle of Salia until he reaches the majority. 

Gabriel Peter will be entombed upon the Isle of Salia, alongside his Father and the other deceased.

SIGNED

HRH, EIRENE DARIA 

COUNTESS OF CALUZZO

REGENT OF SALIA

TRH, ACHILLIUS AURELIAN

COUNT OF SALIA
 

1 hour ago, satinkira said:

stop dragging me back from temporary forum retirement, when did I say that the church was evil and homophobic and crucified gay ppl? (beyond father paul and rozania it doesnt happen anymore). ive already stated multiple times that i DO NOT think that the church is aggressively homophobic and that this is more of a PROACTIVE rule than a reactive one. you say im yapping but ur attacking me for things I havent even said, stop being a shitter and let me go back to ignoring this thread because its served the opposite of the intended consequence (instead of reasonable discussion ppl have started using it to attack church folks for being homophobic when they arent for some reason?) 

Who was Father Paul?

Furiously prepared a letter, sending it to his dear friend Svetlana, "HURRY!" he'd shout to the bird as it flew away with his admission.

Achillius Aurelian d'Arkent plans to be there, answering his RSVP

Dropping Far1ca due to leaving lotc.

sitting down in his room, Belisarios narrowed his eyes, "The Middenlanders wished for the death of Balian, and now they seek to assault our greatest ally." he'd place back on his armor, something he wished he had set aside for this lifetime, "God I hope it's over after this."

A Priest of Balian wrote to his armored colleague in the northlands, "Greetings from the South, our two Kingdoms have long been allies, as a representive of the faithful in the Kingdom of Balian, do let me know in any way I can be of assistance." 

-Father Belisarios of Balian.

reserved

 dropping Frankinspace for them, they're done.

The man formerly known as Hadrian looked upon the missive, a smile coming across his face. As the smiles of the people of Balian returned, the enemy who sought to destroy them now gone. He placed back on his poncho with his duty done, setting off on his new life, a life where he could live in peace without fear for the people he loved.

"Why did they think peace was an option?" wondered the Priest Belisarios, preparing his armor for the coming battle.

"They would've never entertained peace with us if the shoe was on the other foot." stated the Priest Belisarios, "To save the world, we have to eliminate Adria, Veletz, whatever they call themselves to save their skin." he'd sigh, tired of war, tired of how many more battles that were left to come, but for the safety of those he cares for. he has to push on.

The child of Peter Theodoric and Princess Eirene Novellen wondered why it even mattered. but he didn't understand the mind of adults and their grievances, he returned to play with his Armada toys, using the Admiral to fight off imaginary foes. 

"They came for Balian and we pushed them back. They told us to change our ways, we said no. They said to renounce the name Novellen. We stood strong." he'd shake his head, "I guess after all the losses they ran out of plays in their playbook, if they're returning to this old trick." laughed the Priest Belisarios.

Thinking back to the past, all the meetings, all the concern and they disband their Nation overnight. "Lorenz you fool, I guess I was right in the end." stated Belisarios, folding his arms across his chest, "Long live the Kingdom of Balian." 

"Markus, who for so long turned a blind eye to the misdeeds of the Ferrymen, the Veletzians, now he thinks he can save them with this?!" he'd spit at the ground, "We'd be more foolish to take him for his word, for how many times did he say there are no ferrymen. How many lives were lost in his willful ignorance." said the Father Belisarios, grasping the cross upon his neck, gritting his teeth.

A soldier of Balianese descent looked about, going to assist the attache in his mission, Lazaro, a recruit conscripted to fight against those who sought to destroy his home, "Looks like these lands are a piece of shit." he'd kick some dirt, "They claimed to be overlords of our Royal family?" he'd ask himself.

Father Belisarios of Balian, having heard her concert in the Hungry hippo establishment, smiled at the news, writing a letter,

"Dona Rowena

I hope that you might be able to perform for a mass I have planned for the next month. It would be good to bring a talent such as yourself to liven up the crowd."

-Father Belisarios of Balian.

8 minutes ago, VonAulus said:

The Prince falls to his knees, praying for Balian's enemies. "Father Belisarios, we must do something to help these Novellans! They abandoned their name and history to protect them from the Ferrymen but they did not find salvation at the barbarians bosom. The average age of homeless Horens is nine! We need to take a collection for our homeless cousins. Every dragon needs a hoard of gold to guard!"

 

The Prince would shed a tear for the plight of these misguided and self-hating Imperial Remnants. 

"I don't give a **** about homeless people." replied Father Belisarios, shaking his head, his grin remaining large at the news of the fall of Stassion, their titles now back in rightful hands.

"Gooood." he'd state, the Priest Beliarios rubbed his hand together, giving a large grin, "'Ave ******* Stassion." he'd state. 

stop the same 5 people that put their names on realms. I know you've all seen some chronic realm signers.