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Raised his cup. “Rest well my Empire, rest well my Kingdom, rest well my Brothers.” Old Aurelius the first Emperor of Man spoke.

“Got what was coming for him, he was active political player against the Imperial Throne.” Otto proclaimed after hearing of the execution of the so called clergymen that had stained his hands with corruption.

Its more of, we know where the den of rats are. Think little joey foolboy would have raised his blade if it was not for the “Most” loyal subject in the Empire? And how loyal you were to your chosen Emperor. Can’t blame you though he was a weakling.

“How, ineffective and unworthy of a first bull. This does not address the actions and the wrongs of the former High Pontiff, nor does it revoke the excommunication against the Emperor and his entire family both alive and dead. Moreover, what reassures Renatus of the apolitical nature of this Church? It is filled with the same corrupt and biased ‘priests’. Placing a bishop to lead the ‘DIOCESE’ of the Emperor, is a insult as well.” Writes John of Marna.

All Carrion branches are bastard lines. The main and legitimate line died a long time ago. Barbanov is equally from bastard stock.

Pretty sure that means do not **** elfs

High over Helena, the battle of no return Remus ranked his Imperials all in good order Down on the other side - fifty divisions wide Joey had brought his men over the border Armoured from head to fist, glimpsed through the morning mist Soldiers of Remus Godfrey awaiting the order Down on the lower ground, trumpets and bugles sound Joey of Heanse had crossed over the border Proud was the Pretender, loud did his harpists sing Scatter the Renatians all in disorder 'Death' shouted Remus Godfrey, 'Death ne'er we sign a truce Chase the Pretender back o'er the border 'Now' shouted Godfrey the Emperor 'We'll either die or win Into the enemy striking good order Glory for Renatus and death to pretty Joey's band. Chase the Pretender back o'er the border. Face to face across Helena; Spears and swords are held in good order. Lines of steel in waves begin to move, Grim and steady to die for the border. 'On them! On them!' hear the Donald shout. 'Smash their ranks in utter disorder'. Shields and spears and swords together clash. Screams of death are heard o'er the border. Slashing and clashing Helana flows with blood. Horses and soldiers in mangled disorder. Yelling and felling the streets in a gory red. Out with the Pretender. Out o'er the border. Glory and right was the slogan of Remus Godrey. Chains for the slaves shouted Joey of Heanse. Death to the Pretender, we'll be glorious. Chase the Pretender back o'er the border. Chase the Pretender back o'er the border. … Over the border, we come!

“So, you were fine with the first treason but the second act of it disturbed you! I see. The first treason sent your father to a early grave! The Empire that gave you everything you broke faith with. The Empire that he served faithfully in you broke faith with?” Scoffs at the woman's words. “I hope Joe’s diddling is worth it.”

“Ah, when what you preach no longer suits your purpose you start to bite your own tail, a snake colored in a different light is a snake still.” He scoffed lightly. “liberty he said. Hah! A good joke. While it lasted from the whoresons mouth.”

“That’s a really bad poem.”

That Elric lad had the spirit of a Renatian.

I am Otto, firstborn son of Frederick I of Marna and Henrietta Barbanov. Who are you, whoreson, to claim my lineage and the crown of our forefather Godfrey? You besmirch the reputation of our lineage as a whole. This speaks volumes of your character that you are a son of a man that cast away his seed in some ***** and never looked back, a bastard son of a campwhore. This reality of your birth explains your lack of any militaristic power and your ineptitude at true leadership. You seem to spend your days writing out essays and letters but perhaps whoever groomed you to try and besmirch the Horen name should have taught you how to swing a sword. Strong leadership and strong arms. Your lack of these traits make it clearly evident that you are a bastard. One must simply look at your allies. You are nothing more than Lily-livered. Why else would you speak ill of such a glorious man as my Godfather Aurelius I, may his soul rest in the highest heavens. You are jealous of his accomplishments and his victories in the field of battle. I, Otto son of Frederik of the House of Horen-Marna hereby pledge my allegiance to his Imperial Majesty Godfrey the third of his name, may his reign be supreme. In my ripe old age, I shall once again put on my armor and fight the scum that plague Humanity. It was my Godfathers wish to dispose of all the lily livered, perfumed, snaking courtiers, and this whoreson is one of them. This whoreson speaks ill of his own blood and does not even know the house words. By the might of Ancestors, the ones he insults in his writing. He shall die an inglorious death. To the men that remain on his side, you must turn back home and put away your blades, or pledge your allegiance to his Imperial Majesty. He may be merciful. And whoreson if you read this, know that all your letters have been used by my servants to collect my dogs ****. That is their worth. But enough talk, true worth is shown by actions and not words, and your words were hollow as it was seen today on the field of battle. Whoever taught you that Horens are pencil pushers, whoever told you that Humans respect such weak and gullible people such as yourself.

“That's a good man there.”

“You would not have dared rise a pen or a sword during when Aurelius ruled. Do not talk slander against a Empire that has done better than all its predecessors combined. Crushing all foreign opposition without a sweat.”

More than likely to kill some rats than to save anyone. Weak ass behind the curtain Horen’s do not deserve the Crown whoever they are.

Nothing but lies and slander, Franz deserved nothing better than to burn in hell in all eternity, he was a false king, an excommunicated man. Franz was known under another name, perhaps Simon or Basil would like to enlighten the people of what name he went under. And what he did under that name, perhaps then people would know the real reason on why he was removed. Furthermore, the Chivay Empire died after they removed their main supporters the Church of the True Faith to what might one ask? To treason lead by this so-called Cannonist church, the venom stemmed from within. Most of your points are also falsehood, for example, the one about the college of Bishops unseating High Pontiffs this was, in fact, a law of the first Church, only your feeble dead cousin Franz when he was called “High whatever he was called” revoked that right. And by rights, it was returned when he was thrown out of the chair of the Papacy because of his utterly heretical laws he put in place.. For example, the one that says his SONS after him inherit the papacy. If that is not a reason for killing Franz, I do not know what is. Franz was a heretic and he was removed from the bosom of the people of God. Moreover the original church and traditions never stated that the High Pontiff is infallible this is a fabrication of your current Church. Furthermore infallibility of a High Pontiff is a joke to anyone and everyone a Church preaching that is a laughing stock based on history itself! The Curia or the College of Bishops were infact were the check and balance of the High Pontiffs. Moreover you mock the Church's belief in the Horenic Bloodline being blissed by God by choosing them and favoring them over all others. Was it not you Sigmundians who claimed that Prophet Sigismund to be the Eternal and Everlasting Divine Emperor, after his death only to have that scroll torn apart a few days later because everyone in the Empire laughed in your faces. This reformist church you so call Cannonist is nothing but a shadow of the glory of God that was the Church of the True Faith. A mere sham, a weak, incompetent little cesspool of idiots and beggars. The scrolls you hold are false fabrications nothing more. We do not even need to argue, as everyone can see how much and how big of a failure the false Church has become. Gods reckoning, the end of days.. is upon us soon you shall see the Truth when Gods light shines. John II Of Darfey

♰ A Dragon’s Journey Emperor Horen V leaving the Capital before his journey to Aeldin, 1405 Aurelius, Emperor of Man almost from the onset of his adulthood, he was thrust into the dredges of the political world. Tasked with re-establishing the primacy of humanity, it was never an easy life. He was opposed from the very beginning, only through sheer force he wrestled control of Adelburg from the decrepit Sixth Empire. Even with that success, it was through chance that he was able to acquire Marna from Frederick I. He waged relentless wars against his former enemies, consigning deaths to thousands of his fellow humans for supremacy. Even though he triumphed, establishing the most powerful nation on Atlas, breaks from his duties were few and far in between. Two wars against half the world later, he had established himself a truly great Emperor. He was ready to pass the torch. Emperor Aurelius I Horen looked to the distance from upon a tower, looking over the buildings of Carolustadt and towards the original camp of Renatus. Around him, his family and the Imperial Court gathered. His third son Tiberius stepped forward. “What is your will?” Next, the judicious Dragon Knight Jan went to his side and asked a question in a whisper. “What comes next?” “What shall happen to your Empire?” asked his grandson Cassius. Augustus stood in silence. His eyes felt heavy, and he felt the words were coming. They built up in his chest before escaping into the air. “My Empire shall go to my grandson: Augustus.” Aurelius turned away from the group and walked through a door and down the tower. He moved at a pace of his own choosing into the stables where he began to ready his demigryph for a long ride. The Dragon Knights Jan and Carlovac flanked him, as they too readied their horses. A few moments later, Aurelius and his faithful Knights rode out of the Palace Stables and into the City Square. Aurelius looked over his creation once again before nodding to the knights. With Aurelius leading them, the trio rode through the gates of the Capital. “I only know war and peace ill suits me. There is still much blood to be shed. Let us set out on this task of ours with good haste perhaps we shall meet a worthy death.” Came the words of Aurelius to his companions https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lEWi93tpDYM ♰

Expulsion of Siegmund Issued and confirmed by His Divine Imperial Majesty, Aurelius I of the House of Horen, Emperor Man, 8th of Horen’s Calling, 1693. We the Divine Emperor, Crowned by God, His holy regent upon this land, proclaim that with our divine especial grace, certain divine knowledge, and mere motion, cast out Siegmund from his High Pontificate; we strip him of all titles, properties, and honors. We proclaim him defunct and absent. We restrain him to a monastery to live out the rest of his life. Any resistance shall be meet with extreme force. The Curia at their leisure may gather and elect a new High Pontiff. These are our divine commands. [On false grounds Siegmund has cast Prince Cassius a hero of our recent war, the commander in all our battles against the pagans and heathens, to be anathema; he has thrown him out of the holy light and spat in the face of our heroes. This is done on baseless grounds, for an act sanctioned and permitted by our person for a raid against wayward humans not of our kin nor our kith. An attack on people that proclaim Kinghood falsely without our blessing, and not of our sacred unity. Siegmund did not weight the good that Prince Cassius has done for humanity, the destruction of the enemies of the Faith and Empire. He cast out a true faithful for the rats that live in Rosenyr. The claim that Monks and priests of the faith were killed during the attack, perhaps is truthful but how would a soldier of the Empire distinguish if they were men of our faith or some false clerics from Rosenyr. If any men of the cloth were killed then they were killed in a crossfire by accident, the Prince did not enter a church and start killing priest he was in foreign lands fighting a foreign foe. The hastily excommunication, without question or asking the Imperial Government or holding a court to see why and what happened exemplifies the state of uncaring that has been rotting in our church for sometime.] HIS DIVINE IMPERIAL MAJESTY, AURELIUS I, EMPEROR OF MAN.

Much loves, even though I was not personally involved much with the stuff that went down, friends bicker and argue and get over it. Be well my friend and serve with honor.