Mirtok

The final hour of the competition drew to an end as fishermen from many lands and stations in life rushed through the front gates of Portoregne. Buckets and bags dripping with the days catch were hurriedly emptied into barrels, hoping to score some final points. Rainier totaled up each competitors haul and assigned points respectively. With the final barrel recorded, it was time to announce the winner . . .

"In 3rd place, Casimir Vilac @LazyBacon220 with 82 points!"

"In 2nd place, Ezren Kervallen @SapphirePool with 111 points!"

"And in 1st place, with 141 points, the winner of 200 mina and the title of 'Adrians Angler', we have Lorand Korvacz @imkenobi!"

Balian Briny Bonanza

~ Portoregne Harbor, SA 146 ~
 

The vibrant tapestry of cultures and tradition that is Portoregne bustles with activity as the sun overhead gently warms the colorful city. The air is filled with the intoxicating aromas of freshly baked bread, roasting coffee, and sizzling seafood. The narrow, cobblestone streets are lined with charming shops and cafes, and the lively markets are overflowing with colorful produce, fresh seafood, and fragrant spices. Fishing boats bob up and down in the harbor, their nets heavy with the day's catch. The abundance of fish in the waters surrounding Portoregne is one of the city's greatest treasures. The Bay of Sirens is home to a wide variety of fish, including Tuna, Isleskippers, Salmon, and Ocean Wardens. For many, the waters offer a comfortable living and the citizens of the Kingdom take great pride in their fishing skill. Posted at multiple public spaces is an advertisement adorned with detailed illustrations of various fish in the margins of the page . . .

His Royal Majesty, Adrian, King of Balian, is sponsoring a fishing competition hosted by DeNurem Delicacies, dubbed the Balian Briney Bananza! The competition is open to all those who would wish to try their luck and skill at harvesting the bounties of the sea. To the top three fishermen will go the treasure!

1st Place: 200 Mina and the title of "Adrian’s Angler"
2nd Place: 100 Mina
3rd Place: 50 Mina

Contestants will have 1 Hour to find a piece of shoreline to cast off from and catch as many fish as they can. Depending on the rarity of the species caught, points will be accumulated for each catch. The fisherman with the top three highest scores will win. Refer to the following table for the point breakdowns.

Common: 1 point
Uncommon: 2 points
Rare: 4 points
Epic: 8 points

The rules are simple:

1. Pre-caught fish are not allowed
2. Personal fishing gear is allowed
3. No other person or contestant may help or add to another's score
4. 1 hour is allotted for catching and depositing in a contestant's respective submission barrel
5. All manner of sea creatures native to Balian are legitimate submissions

Registration for the event will be allowed until 15 minutes before starting. Pre-register through Rainier DeNurem of DeNurem Delicacies or respond to this advertisement with the following information.

Name:
((MC Name)):
Fishing Experience:

((Event starts Friday, 22 Sep @ 6:30pm EST, meet at the square inside the capital city of Balian. Recommend arriving early to ensure registration with the event. Respond to this post with the above details or contact on discord at mirtok))
 

Cadet Draco DeNurem wiped the sweat from his brow as the cacophony of battle subsided and the cheering of his comrades filled the air. Victory had been won and the aggressive advances of those under the mountain were driven back.

It has been quite the physical exertion chasing his quarry as the enemy Dwarves with their Human battle chattal in tow circled the city for hours; skulking about like a timid predator hoping to score a quick bite from their prey. When the squats comically dropped in from the tree line, he was finally able to extract the satisfaction he had been chomping at the bit to obtain. The fighting was quick but brutal, Draco swung his mace with the skill of a novice soldier as he had yet to graduate basic training, but swung it he did. For a moment he had been caught unaware and a well aimed blow caused him to collapse to the ground, boots stomping about him as Man and Dwarf tangled in mortal combat. It was the likes of Lieutenant Antler that came to his aid, dragging him from the blood stained soil to his feet. He allowed a moment of breath before he charged headlong into the fray once more.

"FOR THE EMPEROR!"

Within the mighty confines of the Bastion, Cadet Draco looks about his comrades enjoying a lavish meal before their inevitable deployment. The news that war has been declared between his mother nation and their neighbors to the South was an exciting prospect but it weighed heavy on the minds of his fellow soldiers. Draco offered some words to those seated around him.

"I shame that the noble King of the Dwarves has been so grossly misled by his own kin. A shame too that he has such a loose grip on those that bring mayhem and violence to foreign lands. We will not stand for the assault and mutilation on any of our citizens, regardless of race. If the men under the mountain would wish to march on Imperial soil, we shall be there at the fringes grinding their stone bulwark into dust through the mill of war."

Breaths in a breath, allowing a moment of silence to permeate before raising his voice to a booming toast . . .

"I raise a tankard to their warriors and ours for answering the call of duty but my hammer shall rise in tandem. To arms comrades, to war!"

Within the mighty confines of the Bastion, Cadet Draco looks about his comrades enjoying a lavish meal before their inevitable deployment. The news that war has been declared between his mother nation and their neighbors to the South was an exciting prospect but it weighed heavy on the minds of his fellow soldiers. Draco offered some words to those seated around him.

"I shame that the noble King of the Dwarves has been so grossly misled by his own kin. A shame too that he has such a loose grip on those that bring mayhem and violence to foreign lands. We will not stand for the assault and mutilation on any of our citizens, regardless of race. If the men under the mountain would wish to march on Imperial soil, we shall be there at the fringes grinding their stone bulwark into dust through the mill of war."

Breaths in a breath, allowing a moment of silence to permeate before raising his voice to a booming toast . . .

"I raise a tankard to their warriors and ours for answering the call of duty but my hammer shall rise in tandem. To arms comrades, to war!"

Cadet Draco combs through his Imperial State Army field guide as he progresses through his basic training regime. He idly cracks his knuckles, his jaw clenched, and his eyes fixed upon the words scratched into the pages. He yearns to complete his training and join his comrades on the field of battle. He growls through gritted teeth in an empty study hall in the Bastion . . .

"We will drive back these aggressive mutilators back with nothing less than a righteous Imperial fury." He pauses, snapping back to his task "Ah faechken, I lost my place!" Vulgar Old Marian grumblings continued as the aspiring soldier continued with his studies.

From a booth in the Destiny's Crossroad Tavern, the Home Secretary raises a tankard of mead above his head. With a tinny croak, his metal mask shielding his visage from his barstool compatriots, he offered a toast . . .

"To be surrounded by friends is a virtue and it is ever more virtuous that such friends have accepted the light of God into their hearts. May their patron saint watch over them and offer protection against those who lets their soul be consumed by the evils of Iblees."

8 minutes ago, JoshBright said:

Legal Name of Applicant: Jarad Munnel & His Excellency, Rev Vuiller the Baron of Vuillermoz

 

Name of Tavern operated by Applicant: Jarad Munnel

 

Desired name for the Borough: Vuillermoz

 

Demonstration of Operational Competency (2 Years): the tavern is in the middle of a bussing crossroads drawing in many travelers. opening night, tavern night and campfire night would be the events we host. be attached when applicable. about 50 patrons a year or so. a estimate of what we have made wound be about 200-300 mina

 

Reasons for Expansion: the addition of a permeant bank, town hall, a few houses and a defense measure would ensure the flourishment of the area, provide additional services and help against the many many attack we seem to get in the area. there are a total of about 12 people who would become permanent residence of the Borough

 

Building Portfolio: 1 2 3 4

Personal Appeal (Optional): This Borough will be run by  His Excellency, Rev Vuiller the Baron of Vuillermoz with Jarad Munnel on the town consul as well as the other council members.

 

Discord Information (OOC): Joshua#2340

A response is sent back to the applicant enclosed in a lily white envelope sealed with a deep purple wax stamp.

Congratulations! Your application has been reviewed and meets most of our standards in order to proceed further along the process. We will need to cover concepts for expansion and what sorts of new buildings that are intended for the Burough before final acceptance. A letter shall be dispatched immediately to schedule a meeting in the Capital to discuss further details about your application. We look forward to doing business with you and to the prosperity you will bring to the Empire. Godspeed.

Drasus DeNurem, Secretary of the Home Office of the Holy Oren Empire

+1 Let's gooooo

Drasus had not yet laid eyes upon the hellscape that has plagued the lands South of East Fleet. Of course he had heard plenty of accounts and tavern rumors but such were just stories to him at that point. It was a kind fortune of the Heavens that the destruction had not spread much further than it did, and that the Dwarves had managed to find reprieve in their mighty underground keeps- he would suspect the porous mountain range took the brunt of the corruption and blast when Ando fell.

The Vicechancellor had asked the Home Office to update the land survey for the South as a means to get ahead of whatever calamity might seep unto Imperial soil, and it was a good thing he did. On what was supposed to be a routine stroll through the agrian countryside, giving greetings to the hard working Petrine farmers, turned out to be a distressing affair for the injured Home Secretary. As he came upon the newly renovated Destiny's Crossroad tavern, billowing smoke emanated from a wheat field just past the hedgerows that bordered the Emperor's Road.

In his youth he would have sprung into action, hoping to fight the fire or at least whoever started it. But as he peeked his head over the foliage wall a brutal sight of soldiers fighting for their lives against an otherworldly magic presented itself. An Imperial State Army patrol must have been pulled into an engagement with an unknown foe to Drasus. He thought that it was unlikely that they would have had time to send word for backup and by the looks of things, injuries were mounting upon the battle hardened warriors of the Empire. With what little Drasus could do, his physical state ruined by the hubris of his own alchemical adventures, he prepared a message and sent it directly to the aviaries of the Bastion. From behind his metal mask that disguised an unrecognisable face, Drasus muttered . . .

"Godspeed comrades, the cavalry is coming."

Drasus would receive word of the diplomatic agreement while visiting the Capital city of Providence on business. He would sit idly with his physician, Doctor Pruvia, over a horn of mead within his private office. With a metallic chuckle he would remark . . . "The Carrion Lord begins to descend upon its poor fetid prey. The many years of basking in the austere desert heat has withered them away, what is left shall soon be consumed by the grim scavenger. I'm sure they both fear their own starvation, but it's plain to see who will be feasting on who here. A pity."

~ Drasus' Laboratory in the DeNurem Manor, 1845 ~

It was a rather pleasant morning in the County of Mordskov, nestled along the Northern borders of the Grenz. Drasus sat idly at the family meadery that sat atop a small bluff overlooking the pond. Glimmers of light reflect off the water's surface and onto the facade of his family's estate. The gentle chirping of birds and the occasional croak of some far off toad echoed over the cool alpine air. He looked about the tasting room where patrons would come to sample the latest batch of mead affectionately fermented by his Grandfather Alren. Bringing a glass up to his face, he took a swig of his choice vintage, Mordskov Reserve. The same drink of choice of his grandfather, he thought to himself what a life that man had led.

Although Alren had never received any formal education in the arts of alchemy, under his watch the Empire was able to develop incredible weapons of war- cannons. Said weapons proved invaluable during the Inferi Incursion as hordes of demonic spawn eek forth from an otherworldly plain, threatening all that the descendants had stood for. If it were not for those cannons many brave Imperial soldiers would have lost their lives against such indomitable foes. Titanic monsters rampaged across Korvassa were only ever brought low by the mighty power of a humble powder.

Drasus on the other hand was fortunate enough to be guided in the arts of alchemy by masters of the craft. An old comrade of his father and grandfather, Doctor John Pruvia took him under his wing and showed him the ancient lexicon of the alchemical symbols. He showed him how to render the regents from flora that the common man would otherwise overlook. How to combine ingredients, temper them, process them, and yield products that seemed greater than the sum of their parts. But so much of what he was able to do had already been done countless times before, and though handy, were far from revolutionary. It had been a great number of years since last the Empire was locked in conflict; But happy is that country which in times of peace think of war. With the duties of the Archchanceller at the forefront of his mind, he was motivated to discern that next great discovery that would ensure the continuation of this great era of Imperial peace.

He finished his drink, taking in one last deep breath of the bountiful fresh air of his home before he had to resume his work. He maintained a laboratory within the grey stone protection that was the DeNurem Manor- if one could call it that. During the off seasons with the Imperial Diet, Drasus found that he had a considerable amount of time on his hands that he could spend on any number of innovations and projects for the Empire. It was during this lul that he decided to take on a feat of similar stature to that which the Generalissimo Alren had done at a similar age. The raw power of gunpowder was something to behold in its own right but was still very much a crude and chaotic force. 

Donning a sophisticated set of spectacles with varying degrees of magnifying lenses, Drasus poured over a collection of writings that he had been working on over the past two years. Various diagrams of cannon barrels, itemized lists of ingredients that comprised a standard batch of gunpowder, detailed observations of the combustion process, and something else that looked untested. He was certain he had not been the first to think of it but thus far none have actually been able to achieve it. He muttered to himself . . .

“There must be a way to refine gunpowder in order to produce the same projectile force but in a more wieldy form. Could it really be as simple as reducing the scale? But then the propellant as it is doesn't yield the same power proportionally. It must be the recipe then, a new ingredient or combination thereof that will achieve what I am looking for. Or maybe something else entirely? There simply must be a way to harness the mechanics of cannonry but in a handheld form.”

Several ideas burdened his mind, each an entire undertaking on their own. But he was an industrious man and it wasn’t too often he shied away from a challenge. In the months following, Drasus compiled an ever growing collection of raw and refined materials, countless diagrams populated the walls of his lab, a number of prototypes pending projects occupied the tables, books penned by his own hand filled every available shelf space. He had meals brought down to him, rarely leaving his academic sanctum, his focus locked on discerning the secret answer for his self prescribed quest. With each trial, failure, and adaptation, he could feel himself inch ever closer to his goal. Each attempt bringing new understanding or inspiring new leads to pursue. He was close and he knew it.

For the first time in months, the obsessed white haired alchemist allowed himself a break from the toils of discovery. He once again returned to his familial meadery where his son Dimitri was hard at work tending to the honey bees. Soaking in the warm sunlight into his now even paler skin, he closed his eyes while sat on a bench facing the pond. The sounds of nature about him were ever more pleasant having been so immersed in the pinging of hammers, the grinding of mortar and pestle, the shrill pops and bangs of failed attempts at explosive propellants echoing off the cold stone walls in his lab. For just a moment, Drasus’s mind was freed from its analytical prison. But in a flash, his eyes snapped open and the noise of the world around seemed to quickly recede into silence. His heart began to race, blood rushing to his face . . .

“I’ve got it.”

Without so much as another word, Drasus hurried off towards the stone manor. Dimitri looked up from his work, peaking an eyebrow in slight concern for the sudden haste exhibited by his aging father. Just then, his wife Sorrow strolled down the trail that led down from Dobrov with a fresh batch of flowers in hand. He smiled at her and resumed collecting the alpine honey that was a staple good for the family business. As the sun moved across the sky in the hours since, Dimitri enjoyed the same peace and tranquility that had seemed to give Drasus a much needed moment of clarity. Although he had not lived out careers of splendor like his father Drasus, grandfather Alaric, or certainly not of his great grandfather Alren, he was more than content with tending to his family and the County. He dutifully managed the bee colonies that provided a comfortable livelihood for his siblings and maybe even one day his own son. Dimitri wasn’t one to want, merely to be fulfilled in the humble pleasures that life offered in the way of purpose and love- both of which he had found.

As the sun began to set over the Mordskov valley, Dimitri packed up his tools and locked up the meadery doors for the night. He had also managed to finish the most recent batch of Mordskov Reserve, setting aside a bottle for his father that he intended to bring down with his nightly meal. With food in hand, Dimitri ascended the steps up into the tower in which Drasus kept his lab. He could hear strange clinking noises muffled through the floorboards above him. Thinking nothing of it he continued up each step until he reached the final flight of stairs ending in a heavy reinforced wooden door. Upon drawing nearer to the door, the clinking sounds were replaced with some sort of whiring or buzzing that Dimitri had never heard before. Just as he reached his hand up to push open the door and deliver his fathers meal, he was suddenly lifted from his feet.

There had been no time to process in his mind what had happened. A violent flash of light. Was there a boom? Dimitri was killed on impact when he hit the opposite wall, the door to his fathers office ripped from its hinges and flung into his limp corpse. His body lay crumpled mid way down the flight of stairs, his bones largely shattered, and blood leaked from his head feeding a sickening red pool. The atmosphere of the chamber was clouded in debris and lingering particles that obscured the light that shone through the now destroyed windows. Black smoke wafted out from the vacant doorway into Drasus’ laboratory. The floors and support beams of the building creaked and groaned, seeming as though they would collapse after withstanding such an intense blast.

Something yet still stirred from inside the blackened room, labored shuffling, a raspy breath. The rest of the DeNurem family rushed to meet whatever calamity had occurred, shocked at the scene of carnage presented to them. Vatar DeNurem, Drasus’ daughter, made a dash past all the destruction looking for her father. Her shrieks broke the momentary silence.

“Someone send word to Doctor Pruvia! We need to let the Emperor know what has happened immediately!”
 

On 10/31/2021 at 9:47 PM, Chopper774 said:

LEGAL NAME OF APPLICANT: LACAZETTE ANTLER

DEMONSTRATION OF SERVICE: Lacazette Antler served the Imperial State Army for 7 years 

LOCATION OF BUILDING: 

BUILDING PORTFOLIO: N/A, The farm is already built

DISCORD: Chopper774#5489, kazoo#6029

 

 

A response is sent back to the applicant enclosed in a lily white envelope sealed with a deep purple wax stamp.

Congratulations! Your application has been reviewed and meets our standards in order to proceed further along the process. A letter shall be dispatched immediately to schedule a meeting in the Capital to discuss further details about your application. We look forward to doing business with you and to the prosperity you will bring to the Empire. Godspeed.

Drasus DeNurem, Archchancellor of the Holy Oren Empire

On 11/1/2021 at 9:15 AM, Minuvas said:

Legal Name of Applicant: Minuvas Melphestaus

 

Name of Borough operated by Applicant: Ephesius

 

Desired name for the Municipality: Ephesius

 

Demonstration of Operational Competency (2 Years): The Borough continues to be one of the most active areas of the Empire, including against other Municipalities. We hold a weekly tavern night, fight night as well as ad-hoc events for the Elven community of Oren. Our previous two events had over 10+ present for each event. Our events have generated slice of life, political, and conflict RP and have energized elements across the Empire to include the ISA.
 

 

 

 

 

Reasons for Expansion: We need homes. With the Borough we housed most personnel in the Tavern and the Melphestaus Estate (Ravenmour) down the road. Since the Borough we have already received 4 applications to build new homes and 4 additional residents in Ephesius.  Dark Elf clans from across Almaris are also wishing to build Clan Halls in Ephesius, adding a potential 4-5 residents to the Borough. This does not include those who live in the Estate who also wish to purchase homes in Ephesius. We would also like to use the expansion to build a Municipal Chapel, "The Braun Memorial Chapel".
 

Demographical Information: Our Borough is almost exclusively Elves. There are approximately 30 people that would call Ephesius their home. We have 1-2 Humans who work at the Tavern. We have an Elven Canonist priest.

 

Representative Necessity: Mali make up a decent percentage of Imperial Citizenship, a dedicated representative is appropriate at this point I think for this racial subgroup.

 

Building Portfolio: No change from Borough design. We currently have a Magistrate Manor already. We would be allowing residents to design their builds and submit for pasting within the borough. 

 

 

Discord Information (OOC): 
Minuvas#3978

A response is sent back to the applicant enclosed in a lily white envelope sealed with a deep purple wax stamp.

Congratulations! Your application has been reviewed and meets our standards in order to proceed further along the process. A letter shall be dispatched immediately to schedule a meeting in the Capital to discuss further details about your application. We look forward to doing business with you and to the prosperity you will bring to the Empire. Godspeed.

Drasus DeNurem, Archchancellor of the Holy Oren Empire

Imperial Appointment to the Council of State

Vicechancellor
9th of Sun’s Smile, 1844

The DeNurem Ministry hereby appoints Her Imperial Highness Princess Josephine Augusta as the Vicechancellor, effective immediately. Since being awarded with the Privy Seal by the Emperor, she has provided invaluable wisdom and experience to the various branches of the Ministry. As well, Her Imperial Highness has served as an effective understudy to the Archchanceller, prompting the ascension to this position. Her expertise in city planning, foriegn diplomacy, internal operations, and canonist law are all items of great interest by this administration and the Crown. We expect that Her Imperial Highness’ return to the Council of State in this official capacity will further accelerate the explosive growth of the Empire and the endless strive towards providence for all.

Signed and Approved

HIS IMPERIAL EXCELLENCY, Drasus DeNurem, Archchanceller

Imperial Appointment to the Council of State

Secretary of Foreign Affairs
2nd of Tobias’ Bounty, 1843

The DeNurem Ministry hereby appoints Her Excellency Anna d’Arkent as the Secretary of Foreign Affairs, effective immediately. The Ministry wishes to extend its gratitude to Her Excellency Eliza Brae-Wittenbach, for her unyielding dedication, strategic diplomatic vision, and tactful execution of the will of the Crown as the now former Secretary of Foreign Affairs. The groundbreaking achievements of Her Excellency shall carry the Empire for generations to come on the international stage, with friends in many nations across the continent, to weather any obstacle that stands in the way of Imperial providence. We trust this success shall continue and grow under the careful stewardship of Her Excellency Anna d’Arkent, who has amassed 20 years of diplomatic experience and has served as the under-secretary of the branch during its most successful era in a century.

Signed and Approved

HIS IMPERIAL EXCELLENCY, Drasus DeNurem, Archchanceller

Imperial Appointment to the Council of State:

Director of Civil Affairs
16th of Owyn’s Flame, 1843

The DeNurem Ministry hereby appoints His Excellency Minuvas Melphestaus to the Directorship of the office of Civil Affairs, effective immediately. The Ministry wishes to extend its gratitude to Her Imperial Highness, Princess Josephine Augusta, for her steadfast service and pivotal expertise as the now former Director of Civil Affairs. The work of Her Imperial Highness shall echo through the ages as a truly monumental era for the branch. We expect the continuation of this great work by the “Imperial Elf” who has served as an understudy for the Princess these last 4 years.

Signed and Approved

HIS IMPERIAL EXCELLENCY, Drasus DeNurem, Archchanceller

The Grenzi

~ Map of Grenz, 1842 ~

Table of Contents

     I. History
     II. Physical Traits
     III. Cultural Characteristics
     IV. Language and Names

I.    History

~ The Battle for Sargoth, led by Hochmeister Gaius Marius, 1328 ~

The Grenzic people find their earliest roots in the realm of Aegis, having formed from the collective populations conquered by the Teutonic Order under the reign of Hochmeister Gaius Marius. The majority of the people brought under the banner of the Order were mostly of varied Northerner descent, or more commonly known today as Highlanders. With the creation of the Realm of Hanseti in the 1340s saw the new cultural identity of Hansetian form.

Following the escape from Aegis to Asulon in 1351 as a result of the fall of Iblees, the Hansetians settled in the Southern reaches of the continent as plotted by an early expedition force sanctioned by Hochmeister Samuel Bealcrest. Shielded from the mainland by an extensive and nearly impenetrable mountain range, Hanseti found purchase among the snowy rolling hills, frozen rivers, and rocky coastlines of their Realm. From the spot of their initial settlement in the South grew the capital city of Dresden, and all through the frozen wastes so too did other communities form such as Argos, Sorovitz, and Wachterstadt. Over time, the harsh landscape the Hansetians found themselves in were affectionately regarded as the Motherlands.

Upon the ascension of Hochmeister Mirtok DeNurem and the creation of the Duchy of Hanseti under the First Holy Orenien Empire, the local traditions and values that had come to define the Hansetians truly began to take shape. Through necessity and harsh governance of the Teutonic Order all citizens of Hanseti foundselves impressed into service by the Order in some active capacity. As the ambitions of the Empire grew, and the realm continuously rallied to the call of war, Hanseti was awarded a Kingdom. However, the overwhelming influence of the 1st Empire did little to change the natural tendencies of the Hansetian people and throughout this period the old ways of Hanseti persisted. As well, a series of natural disasters that prevented free travel within the realm saw the Hansetian peoples mostly isolated from the outside world.

Though when Asulon was stricken with a great flood in the year 1414, the Hansetians under the care of the Teutonic Order and the Empire loaded up onto ships and sailed for the lands of Anthos. Hanseti was landed in the Northern region of the Empire upon arrival in the new world. Yet another imposing mountain range cradled the Kingdom to the North while the South bordered several other communities such as Kralta, Salvus, and Kaedrin. Upon the facade of the mountain, near the great maw that led into the untamed wilds of the Greater North, the legendary Castle Greywynn was carved from stone. However, at this point in the history of the Kingdom, virtually all Hansetians were fully fledged Sariants of the Teutonic Order. As such, no other Hansetian settlements were founded as the entire population lived within the Castle and it’s grounds. This ethno-military state caused a further shift in the Hansetian culture towards an even stronger sense of duty and martial calling that was strongly influenced by the tenants of the Order.

~ The Crow defeats the Cross, 1450 ~

After the Kingdom was toppled several years following the defeat of the Order at the Battle of the Dreadfort, the Hansetian peoples found themselves under uncertain circumstances. The Order itself was forcibly disbanded by the Emperor and their homes dismantled by their old enemies. This caused several contingent groups to form within the population that slowly drifted away and integrated in other regions of the Empire. However, there were some still who maintained their traditions true to old ways formed in the Motherlands of Asulon. For a great number of years, the Hansetian peoples remained scattered within the Empire until the final invasion of the Scourge drove the descendants from Anthos in 1457.

When Hochmeister Mirtok DeNurem allegedly resurfaced in Athera after his mysterious disappearance in Anthos, a great number of Hansetians descendants of Sariants from the Teutonic Order rallied to his call to reform the Realm of Hanseti- now separate from the Empire. It was in the Northern most region just before the great dune mesas that the Hansetian city of Snowdrift was settled. In the decades after, the Order established a Highlander commonwealth which brought several subcultures of Humanity into the fold. The Hansetians in typical fashion kept to their own within the main holdings of the Order, donning the tabard of a Sariant or toiling in the fields in service to the Hochmeister. In the year 1472, Hochmeister DeNurem decided to officially retire the Teutonic Order and hand control of the Realm to its civilian population- effectively dismantling the military stratocracy that had come to define the Hansetian peoples.

~ Ale Hansete migrants, 1587 ~
 

Some continued to live and operate the Realm following the departure of the Order while others chose to assimilate into nearby communities- such as Aesterwald. One such contingent of Hansetians, mostly descendants of past Teutonic Sariants, stuck close to House DeNurem, following the family in its sabbatical through the ages and across multiple voyages to new lands. This arrangement persisted over the next couple centuries with DeNurem nobles lording over a population of Hansetians of their own along the fringes of Human borders. As the other related cohorts of the Hansetians melded and mixed with nearby Human cultures they formed new peoples like the Haeseni; however, these holdovers maintained the olds ways of their Motherland- thus earning them the moniker of Old Hansetians or Ale Hansete in their native tongue of Old Marian. But in the two centuries that passed since the retirement of the Order, even the Ale Hansete could not hold onto every aspect of their ancient traditions. Due to the lack of a stable homeland and an evolving idea of what mattered to the people that followed House DeNurem, a cultural shift began to slowly form through time causing even the Old Hansetians to become distinct from their ancient ancestors.

When members of House DeNurem began to migrate into the Holy Oren Empire during the 1740s in Arcas, the Old Hansetians followed suit. Most found safe homes and stable work on an island in the North-Eastern territories of the Empire under the stone shadow of the nearby Curon. Throughout the 9th Nordling war that plagued the Empire during this time, the Old Hansetians were left virtually untouched by the conflicts. Choosing instead to focus on the simplicities of life and to live peacefully with their families. As well, without the guidance of the greater House DeNurem to compel them towards a shared goal, the Old Hansetians chose to occupy themselves with humble work and relatively primitive infrastructure compared to the Petrine cities where most Imperial citizens lived.

After aiding in establishing their first settlement in the North-Eastern territories in the year 1743, the then young Alren DeNurem enlisted into the service of the Imperial State Army. Over the next several decades he managed to carve out an impressive military career that resulted in his ascension to Chief of War and Fieldmarschal of the entire Imperial forces. His work proved pivotal in the modernisation of the Empire's primary military organization, as well, his leadership carried the nation through multiple devastating conflicts- later to include the war with the Inferi. In response to Alren DeNurems efforts, Emperor Peter III awarded him the County of Mordskov in 1781- a title once held by a distant relative of Alren a century prior. Though in the midst of the Inferi crisis, the new Count had not found the time to properly settle his county for the people he brought over from his ancestral home.

~ The “Ale Hansete Company” of the ISA battling the Inferi, 1790 ~

As the conflicts of the world grew too great with the invasion of the dreaded Inferi, the Old Hansetians were forced to abandon their isolated lifestyles and join in on the fight. Many enlisted into the ranks of the Imperial State Army, hoping to find protection in the framework of the Empire for their families. Their island village had increasingly experienced strange anomalies as the war raged on, eventually accumulating in it’s destruction as an Inferi detachment attempted to enslave its inhabitants. Luckily, the mighty Eye of Man Imperial fortress constructed over the abandoned city of Avalain provided secure accommodations and ample protection from the apocalypse. It was here the remaining civilian Old Hansetians stayed until the final days of Arcas.

For much of the 7th Empire's history, the Highlander population was mostly concentrated under the banner of the Kingdom of Haense. In 1794 the Kingdom was expelled from the union of the Empire following several decades of diplomatic friction and failed obligations on the part of the vassal nation. This expulsion resulted in a dramatic emmigration of the primary Highlander demographics from the Empire, most obviously the Haeseni but also the few sub-cultures that were ethnically similar. However, some of the Haeseni and even some distinct Raevir peoples remained within the Empire, choosing Imperial loyalties instead. Prominent noble families such as the Othamans, Rutherns, and the Carrion-Tuvyics were among those who maintained Imperial allegiances, anchoring with them their associated peoples and ancestral traditions. As well, a curious family of Highlanders by the name of the Vuiller also chose to remain. But as the war with the Inferi dragged on and the stability of the world was thrown into complete chaos following the conclusion of the Inferi war, these Highlanders were left scattered as refugees while the Imperial Government transported countless citizens to the Eye of Man in the last days of Arcas.

Upon landfall in the realm of Almaris at the turn of the 19th century, swaths of Imperial lands were given out to the various peers of the Empire. The County of Mordskov was officially settled in the Northern alpine region, atop a mountain bluff that overlooked the Haeseni border. House DeNurem under the direction of Count Alren DeNurem constructed a hardy stone manor in the styles of Old Hanseti from the 15th and 16th centuries. During this early period, the common folk of the Empire were housed in the capital city of Providence as the lands around them were explored, tamed, and settled. When word had reached the Old Hansetians of what House DeNurem had built, a migration into the North began. This initial mass wave of settlers compelled the rest of the isolated Highlanders to follow suit. One such group of people called the Woldzkiy, otherwise known as Old Raevs, joined together in the establishment of the first official settlement outside of Providence, Dobrov.

~ A Logging Village in the Grenz, 1805 ~

The lands to the North of Providence, near the border of the Kingdom of Haense, came to be called The Grenz. The region within the Empire became a gathering place for many Highlander peoples due to its agreeable climate and familiar natural elements. The municipality of Dobrov was also a major attraction as it provided a beacon of Highlander society in an otherwise wild North. Many Old Hansetians settled into the Grenz alongside their Woldzkiy and Haeseni neighbors, building quaint cottages out in the woods or finding residence in the humble village homes of Dobrov. With the reintroduction of a reliable homeland and an emboldened affection towards the Holy Orenien Empire, those who had previously identified as Old Hansetians began to adopt the new identity of Grenzic. For the next 40 years that followed, the ideals and traditions of the people in the Grenz began to blend together, borrowing aspects and elements from the rich and storied histories of each group and various noble families. Barring pockets of distinct subcultures within the region, the peoples in the Grenz began to homogenize with each new generation, forming new traditions and .

As a new chapter in the history of the Empire unfolds, the future of the Grenzi- seems optimistic. An ancient lineage of peoples, scattered by hardship spanning across centuries, have once again found community amongst themselves, and a homeland to call their own within the prosperous fold of the Holy Orenien Empire.

II.    Physical Traits

~ Portrait of Sir Alren DeNurem the White Bull, Count of Mordskov, 1770 ~

Grenzic Nobility and Aristocracy
Modern Grenzic nobility is mostly comprised of members of House DeNurem, an ancestrally Old Hansetian noble house hailing from the 1st Empire. However, the members of House DeNurem are distinctly different from a typical Grenzic commoner or aristocrat in that they exclusively have snow white hair and green eyes- a condition that has persisted for six centuries of recorded history. Other noble Grenzic lines include House Darkwood of the Old Hansetian stock, and House Ruthern which hold roots in Haense but have assimilated into the Grenzic culture through the decades.

The typical Grenzic aristocrat shares a similar phenotype with their commoner counterparts, being of large physical build. Though they tend to have a lighter brown or even auburn color, with relaxed waves or even straight hair. Though much of the Grenzic culture favors laboriousness, the lifestyle of the aristocracy has given rise to taller skeletal frames and sharper facial features. Most male Grenzic aristocrats are 6 feet tall, peaking at 6 foot 3 inches at the tallest; while females are usually 5 foot 6 inches, 6 feet at the tallest.

Grenzic Commoners
Grenzic Commoners exhibit many of the stereotypical traits of the classic Highlanders as well as those of the Old Hansetians they descend from. A burly, hardy and resilient people; Fair skinned with darker colored wavy hair, most commonly found with grey or green colored eyes. On very rare occasions, a Grenzic person may have red hair and sparse freckles. Typical Grenzic males are bulky in mass and tall by nature, peaking at around 6 feet; While females do not reach such height, peaking at about 5 feet 7 inches with a similar distribution of mass by comparison. Their physical traits make them very adaptable in cold or winter climates as well as mountainous and tundra regions.

III.    Cultural Characteristics

Common Callings
The Grenzi overall have a shared sense of pride in service to the Empire and celebration for hard fought battles. Always seeking a challenge, most enlist in the Imperial State Army in order to curb their overwhelming sense of duty. Their appreciation for warfare and powerful physique make them excellent infantry soldiers, usually specializing in two-handed or other heavy weapons. In addition to a martial calling, the Grenzi have always been pioneers in industrialization, discovering innovations and building machines that replace the need for physical labor whenever possible. These are both traits that harken back to the Old Hansetians and the Teutonic Order.

~ An Old Hansetian panhandler prospecting at Hogspeak, 1807 ~

Many Grenzi alternatively find suitable work as miners, loggers, and farmers; as well skilled work in blacksmithing, engineering, and beast mastery. But all those who devote themselves in service to their community and the Empire are honored by the Grenzic culture, regardless of the work they choose to pursue.

Cuisine
Grenzic nobles and commoners alike tend to congregate in taverns and feasting halls to engage in merriment and drinking. Their large body mass allows them to handle quite a bit more ale than their Heartlander cousins and comrades in the Empire, but they prefer the taste of mead over a hard drink. They also derive great joy from the tastes of food, with much of their customary dishes being heavily salted savory dishes- high in protein and rich with caloric value to supplement their active and rugged lifestyles.

The Grenzi covet meat and fish as their primary source of calories, especially that which is personally hunted or caught. Due to the mountainous terrain of the Grenz, there are many creeks and waterways that flow down towards the river to the South. As well, the great lake that is shared with the nearby Kingdom of Haense. Both sources of water are also bountiful sources of fishes like salmon, trout, and cod which are among the most favored. In addition, because of the climate in The Grenz, starchy potatoes, pulpy pumpkins, and sweet cabbages are also mainstays in Grenzic cuisine.
 
Fashion
Due to the cold climate of the Grenz, the Grenzi prefer to wear thicker set clothing which can usually double as protection in a fight. Featuring articles such as fur lined hooded cowls, a heavy gambeson in place of a tunic, long and thick woolen socks, and reinforced leather boots. Even the aristocracy prefer bulkier and warm cloths, choosing to display their status through finely made hats and cloaks or objects of delicate ornamentation like pocket watches, tobacco tins, buttons and buckles made from precious metals.

It can be said that the Grenzic do not have a large fixation on the fine clothes that can be found in places like the Imperial Capital. Instead, they choose garbs that are often either very comfortable or possess utilitarian value for their environment. Grenzic folk, both active and veteran military members, often continue to wear their service uniforms as a badge of honor even when no longer on duty or through retirement.

Facial hair is very common among the Grenzi, with particular emphasis on large beards and groomed mustaches. Normally only the young or aristocratic are clean shaven, though sporting a mustache with no beard is seen as very fashionable.

Disposition

~ Tavern Life in the Grenz, 1832 ~

Most Grenzic people are cheery or jolly by nature and consider it very normal to greet strangers of all sorts. When not in their homes, they can be found gently warming themselves by a roaring fire, talking with neighbors, and enjoying a pint. They have a strong sense of community with those around them and are generally nationalistic towards Oren and the Empire at large.

However, the Grenzi are also quite competitive and relish a good fight or to conquer an obstacle. Minor feats of strength, skill, or smarts are incorporated into casual interactions between Grenzi- usually in the form of friendly games. The Grenzi love to celebrate victory and appreciate boasting when it is earned, though cast no shame to those who are bested so long as a valiant effort was offered.

Religion

Though the Old Hansetians under the Teutonic Order were not particularly religious, the Grenzi find great comfort in the words of Canonism and the veneration of Exalted Godfrey. They also choose Saint Wilfriche of Hanseti, and Saint Joren of Paradisus, and Saint Harald Vuiller of Vuillermoz as their preferred patron saints. A shrine of any can be found in just about every Grenzic home, usually near the hearth or where a family typically spends most of its time.

Notable Grenzic People

• Alren DeNurem: Patriarch of House DeNurem in the 7th Empire. First Count of Mordskov. 3rd Field Marshal of the Imperial State Army. 4th Generalissimo of the Empire. Modernized the Imperial State Army and defended the Empire as General in the 7th & 8th Nordling wars, Chelovek Rebellion, Schyfling War, Merryweather War, and the war with the Inferi. Organized the collective militaries of the descendant races during multiple battles with the Inferi. Grand Cross of the Lion Knights Chapter. Led the progenitor Grenzi- Old Hansetians- into the fold of the Empire in the 18th century. Arranged the settlement of the Old Hansetians into the Grenz at the turn of the following century. Served as the first Governor of Grenz.
   
• Drasus DeNurem: Grandson of Alren DeNurem. 7th Archchanceller of the 7th Empire. Pioneered the recognition of the Grenzic people. Advised the Crown in the creation of the Grenzic Country. Served as Home Secretary under the Sarkozic Ministry, helped lay the foundations of Dobrov. Constructed several infrastructure improvements in Grenz which ignited industrialism in the area.
   
• Velhrun Darkwood: Patriarch of House Darkwood, first Baron of Darkwood. 5th Field Marshal of the Imperial State Army. Defended the Empire as General during the 8th & 9th Nordling wars, and the Sedanite Rebellion. Knight Commander of the Lion Knights Chapter. Rose from an Old Hansetian commoner to an Imperial peer through martial prowess and leal service to the Crown. Served as Magistrate to Dobrov, helping settle the North frontier.
   
• Erik var Ruthern: First Count of Kositz. 6th Field Marshal of the Imperial State Army. Knight of the Lion Knights Chapter. Served as Lord Speaker for the House of Lords in both the 24th and 25th Imperial Diet. Served in the Scyfling Invasion of Hanseti-Ruska, Inferi War, Sedanite Rebellion, and Tenth Nordling War. Maintained allegiance to the Empire for House Ruthern following the expulsion of the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska in Arcas. Shared important social and cultural practices with the Old Hansetians that were adopted into the fabric of the Grenzic people.
   
• Johan Vuiller: Patriarch of House Vuiller. Son of Saint Harald Vuiller, First Knight-Regent of the Canonist Church, founding member of the All-Saints Holy Order. Led the Palatine states of Vuillermoz and Aquila in Arcas. Fought for the Empire in the 9th and 10th Nordling wars, as well the Sedanite Rebellion. Knight of the Black Sepulcher, Served with the All-Saints and Imperial States Army during the Inferi war. Rescued countless Imperial refugees during the escape from Arcas. Imperial Chaplain and personal advisor to Emperor John VIII and Philip II. Introduced the Old Hansetians to the virtues of Modern Canonism, instilling the patronage of Saints into the common cultural practices of the Grenzi.

IV.    Language and Names

Imperial Common 
The most commonly used language by humans spawned from countless years of usage and adaptation. Virtually all Grenzi are bi-lingual and in instances where Old Marian does not have a word, Common may be organically inserted and understood. Old Marian has a much harsher and thicker accent than Common which tends to blunt certain Common words with a distinct throaty accent when spoken by an Old Marian speaker.

Old Marian
The Grenzi speak the language of their forefathers in the original Realm of Hanseti, today referred to as Old Marian. A combination of the ancient Hansetian Language introduced by the founder and first King Gaius Marius and a Nordic dialect brought in by the absorbed northern Aegis peoples during the Teutonic Orders campaign for Human consolidation. Throughout many centuries, the language has maintained true to its original form with newer entries being added to its word stock as needed.

Dictionary

Traditional Given Names

Male:
Alaric, Alren, Alwin, Amalrich, Arnand, Bachanz, Bertholdt, Clause, Derek, Dimitri, Doromy, Drako, Eckhard, Eldak, Endris, Erik, Everard, Fenruus, Fredvard, Gaius, Garrig, Garrus, Gertoldt, Godfrik, Godwin, Grun, Gunthen, Haldrik, Halgrim, Hargied, Helmut, Jorgen, Klaude, Kohl, Konrad, Landus, Lukah, Luther, Maur, Mark, Martar, Merrick, Mikell, Mirtok, Nicolaus, Petrovik, Praxedis, Radard, Rainier, Reinhardt, Segari, Siggard, Sigisoro, Sollanz, Svaerd, Tesawa, Ultricht, Vanrik, Vanus, Velhrun, Viador, Viktor, Willholm

Female:
Adeline, Alexis, Allison, Anna, Belize, Britta, Caroline, Dasha, Dnuiv, Earla, Eis, Eliza, Erika, Eva, Fae, Faina, Fiora, Heidi, Hildrad, Ingrid, Johanna, Jadwig, Kaja, Katrine, Lida, Lotte, Lynn, Malo, Marta, Nadine, Naomi, Nyla, Rae, Reina, Silvia, Sigrid, Sorrow, Sonja, Sprava, Tilla, Titania, Trude, Vatar, Vatra, Vira, Winter, Yvonne, Yennefer, Zose

Surname Conventions
Grenzic surnames are usually compound words. Through centuries of adoption and utilization of Imperial Common, these surnames had tended to use Common words as opposed to Old Marian ones. However, some families have hybridized their surnames to make them sound more congruent with their mother tongue. Examples of this are: Darkwood, Wyncliff (Windcliff), and Songsteel. It also isn’t uncommon for surnames to be simple words or unique names that hold meaning to the family it belongs to.

Grenzic last names also make use of the origin particles of “De” denoting a family's city or regional genesis. The first example of this can be observed through House DeNurem with their family history beginning in the Teutonic city of Nuremberg- of Nurem, DeNurem. Uniquely to Grenzic culture are the stylings of “DeSurname” as opposed to the more common “de Surname” found elsewhere in the Empire. 

In addition, other particles such as “von” have also been observed among Grenzic nobility, originally introduced in the 15th centurty by the "von Schlictens" of Hanseti and reappropriated through Haeseni and House Ruthern influence via the "var/vas" particle usage. These particles are rarely seen among commoners as they denote legal noble lineage. Surnames employing the “von” particle utilize it to mean “of Surname” or that they are simply from that particular House rather than a location.

~ Culture Questions and Contact ~

Dictionary of the Old Marian Language

The Grenzi speak the language of their forefathers in the original Realm of Hanseti of the 14th-16th centuries, today referred to as Old Marian. A combination of the ancient Hansetian Language introduced by the founder and first King Gaius Marius and a Nordic dialect brought in by the absorbed northern Aegis peoples during the Teutonic Orders campaign for Human consolidation. Throughout many centuries, the language has maintained fairly true to its original form with newer entries being adapted to its vocabulary as needed.

Grammatical Conventions

Past Tense: When talking in past, add "q" on the end of a verb.

Plurals: Add "v" on the noun if you wish to make it plural, except for Manniz and some words noted below.

Possession: When denoting possession, add " 'd " to the end of the word.

Common Marian: When a word doesn't appear in Old Marian it is appropriate to use the common equivalent in normal speech.

Pronouns:
I - Soea
Me - poesch

We - asere
Us - konasere
Our - reatz

You - kags

He - lapeard
Him - konlapeard
She - eeparde

Her - koneeparde

It- tal
They - usaer
Them - konusaer

Question words:
Who? - weo?
Why? - waruem?
What? - was?
When? - wann?
Which? - die?
Whose? - dearen?
Where? - warea?

Dictionary:
A - e
About - eksog
Air - luft
All - vseo
Allow - razre
Also - tavne
Am - ze
An - en
And - uened
Angel - enkely
Architect - arkkitev
Are - eru
Area - aluegg
Armor - ruestene
Army - vojshka
Around - angrin
Arrow - pilal
As - wei
Ask - tiedushtel
At - za
Attack - na’att
Axe - oekse
Back - tileabeg
Bad - luenn
Battle - kriggbo
Be - ze
Because - rotom
Beings - budui
Belief -trozich
Believe - veroavati
Big - eso
***** - keaeur
Blood - veri
Blow - uder
Boot - schteofell
Bow - beuo
Break - mortee
Broken - broeche
Brother - brudda

Brothers - bruddaz
Build - izgrashet
But - greb
By - go
Bye/Goodbye - tchaeus
Can - razre
Cat - kot
Charge - angrieve
Chestplate - brusttplaete
Chop - hotlue
City - stadt
Cloud - oblakk
Coal - kohl
Cold - kholv
Collect - indesamlt
Come : djido
Concept - kasichf
Control - vlasht
Core - ledinie
Corner - shaelt
Could - razreq
Country - lenteus
Create - stvaerati
Creator - tvoraue
Cut - ishechi
Dark - duchnel
Dark Elf - duchnel nuaetzels
Dash - jurizel
Daughter - dragkoa
Day - den
Dead - tuot
Defend - zavchig
Demand - kyshynteo
Demon - demon
Destroy - scrigg
Die - tuo
Dirt - drigg
District - okrugg
Do - tuenn
Drink - trenke
Duel - taishtalo
Duke - landmeister
Duty - dunst
Dwarf - schaem
Eat - laue
Eaten - lauet
Elf - nuaetzels
Emperor - valtameister
Empire - valtakunche
Execute - kagnit
Explode - pleashadh
Eye - uveo
Faith - uskog
Fall - l’laf
False - votice
Father - rodit
Find - lokal
Fire - vatragen
Follow - faelwe
Fool - duemher
For - beliae
Forest - skov
Fort - kastell
Free - besplaneg
Friend - padreco
From - beliden
Frozen - eisen
**** - faechken
Funny - humof
General - ordernmarschall
Get - erhael
Give - erhel
Glory - qunnie
Go/Going - farr/farra
Gold - lateo
Good - duenn
Grab - grabbe
Grass - ruohe
Great - mikellaz
Grenz - grenz
Grenzi - grenzi
Grenzian - grenzete
Group - kaiyer
Guard - garda
Halfling - geimanni
Halt - po’elt
Hammer - zakugg
Hanseti - Hanseti
Hansetian - Hansete
Have- har
He - lapeard
Hello- hallo
Helmet - helm
Here - mova
High - hoch
High Elf - hoch nuaetzels
Hill - hugel
Hoe - ashov
Hold - drazativ
Holy - pyhol
Honey - Heoni
Honor - caese
Hood - kappe
How - hoae
Human - maensche
I - Soea
Ice - eis
If - isv
In - u
Intelligence - fasineis
Into - ubeu
Intruder - indringer
Iron - tisen
Is - ist
Isolate - isoliereg
It- tal
Just - sprava
Justice - spraveed
Kha - kotmanni
Kill - keill
King - hochmeister
Know - verschoen
Land - lent
Language - jeazik
Leather - kilpi
Let - lad
Light - klickt
Like - liegesoem
Line - linie
Live - lanz
Long - bei
Look - seven
Lose - tabea
Low - elwe
Loyal - usiellig
Loyalty - usielligen
Make - krafte
Man(singular) - manni
Many - kiele
Map - karte
Me - poesch
Mead - mead
Men - manniz
Mice - mice
Military - vojne
Mina - Mina
Mind - geit
Money - lateoz
Month - zeige
Moon - moon
More - gusat
Mother - moedor
Mountain - berg
Move - leekkua
Murder - mord
My - meinae
Need - brauechen
Negative - negativ
Neither - neitily
New - neu
Night - noch
No - nei
None - nein
Not - neit
Now - anog
Of - ov
Off - shechf
Offer - denann
Officer - ofitzker
Old - ale
On - ue
Or - el
Orc - duaemm
Order - orden
Other - weshel
Our - reatz
Out - raese
Pants/leggings - hoesche
People - groeva
Perfect - savren
Perhaps - hufka
Physical - dysishk
Plant - kashve
Positive - positiv
Pour - haeld
Power - befugge
Presence - prishus
Prison - loch
Purge - chistkig
Race - raskaes
Rain - rein
Receive - vasteenotte
Redwood - rotwood
Release - laukaishka
Religion - ushkontog
Request - anmoea
Sad - odaem
Same - gleig
Say - stak
Scroll - ruln
See - seven
Sever - odvojit
She - Eeparde
Shield - dnuiv
Short - gei
Should - zollen
Skirmish - krieggmalo
Small - malo
Snow - beliz
So - nak
Soldier - sariant
Some - noglea
Son - sonn
Speech - reed
Squad - trup
Staff - stalv
Steal - shten
Steel - shtahl
Stone - stonne
Stop - stoeppe
Strategy - strategie
Strength - poschtol
Strike - strazk
Sun - sol
Swing - svingge
Sword/Blade - svaerd
Tactic - taktik
Take - erhol
Than - valk
That - diak
The - doe
Their - usaer’d
Then - dweot
There - tova
These - dias
They - usaer
Thing - objekt
Think - pont
This - daes
Thought - ponden
Time - zeig
To - beu
Too - beuk
Town/city/village - geale
Train - harjoitel
Tree - drvogg
Troop - flok
True - totice
Try - versoog
Understand- verschoen
Unique - unike
Universe - shvemish
Up - seas
Use - boeutze
Victory - siege
Vision - geitseven
Wall - ziddrigg
Want - moare
War - krigg
Water - vada
Way - beg
We - Asere
Well - duenn
What - Was
When - Wann
Where - Warea
Which - Die
Who - Weo
Whose - Dearen
Why - Waruem
Will - hteaati
Win- vaeace
Wind - vatar
Wine - vino
With - mit
Wood - wood
Wood Elf - wood nuaetzels
Wool - vunu
Word - vort
Work - rad
Would - mosht
Year - zeigeo
Yes - ja
You - Kags
Your - kagsen

Numbers:
One - Va
Two - Dva
Three - Tri
Four - Cetiri
Five - Peti
Six - Sesti
Seven - Sedi
Eight - Ochti
Nine - Deveti
Ten - Deich

11-19 - Deich o (number)
20-29 - Dveich o (number)
30-39 - Treich o (number)
40-49 - Ceteich o (number)
50-59 - Peteich o (number)
60-69 - Sesteich o (number)
70-79 - Sedeich o (number)
80-89 - Ocheit o (number)
90-99 - Deveich o (number)
100 - Veag

First - Va’d
Second - Dva’d
Third - Tri’d
Fourth - Cetiri’d
Fifth - Peti’d
Sixth - Sesti’d
Seventh - Sedi’d
Eighth - Ochti’d
Ninth - Deveti’d
Tenth - Deich’d

HIS IMPERIAL EXCELLENCY, Drasus DeNurem, Archchancellor

On 10/13/2021 at 12:29 PM, Dyl said:

Legal Name of Applicant: Isa Nafis Basrid

 

Demonstration of Service (10 Years): Supplied the Empire with the necessary equipment to design blueprints. (build server)

 

Demonstration of Operational Competency: The tavern will put out notices looking for staffing, however it is predicted that others from House Basrid will be serving within the establishment. We will be procuring our own drinks and ingredients, many being imported from the distant lands of Ba'as itself along with some classics like Carrion Black. Being a Rhenyari tavern, stories, songs, fortunes, and all sorts of things belonging to the more mystic side of the world can be found here, giving a unique experience. 

 

Location of Establishment: 

 

Building Portfolio: 

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Personal Appeal (Optional): Rhenyari is an untapped well of ideas and creativity which can really liven up and bring a whole new avenue of fun to the Empire. I strongly believe it is a project worth investing in and it is something I am dedicated to bringing to life. This has been a project I've been working on for more than a year now so it is something I am heavily invested in and it is something I am adamant will benefit the Empire.

 

Discord Information (OOC): Dyl#5096

A response is sent back to the applicant enclosed in a lily white envelope sealed with a deep purple wax stamp.

Congratulations! Your application has been reviewed and meets our standards in order to proceed further along the process. A letter shall be dispatched immediately to schedule a meeting in the Capital to discuss further details about your application. We look forward to doing business with you and to the prosperity you will bring to the Empire. Godspeed.

Drasus DeNurem, Archchancellor of the Holy Oren Empire

RP Name: Drasus DeNurem

MC Name: Markosi

Voted: Yes 

On 10/1/2021 at 8:30 AM, Valecius said:

MEMBERSHIP REGISTRATION FORM

Name: Philip Michael Pruvia

Age: 31

Sex: Male
 

Statement of Expertise:
In my lifetime I have served and continue do so in the ISA, under the 4th brigade, where I'm responsible for the security of the prominent figures of Oren. Currently I'm working on project for the Home Office while being in charge of the Archives of the Empire. My other time is spent around my family & estate, answering my responsibilities as peer. Recently I've been appointed as Imperial Grandee by HIM, Philip II and thus I believe I'm worthy of membership in the Charter of Saint Adrian.

I, Drasus DeNurem, endorse Lord Philip Pruvia for membership within the Saint Adrian Society. Their stalwart service among the Empires most elite soldiers, the 4th Brigade, makes them trustworthy enough to protect the Emperor and his Royal family. As well, their work in the Home Office under my own administration are proving to be revolutionary advancements in the public utilization of the Empire. Finally, they are an active participant in the operations of the Imperial Government and serve faithfully as an Imperial Grandees at the recommendation of the Emperor.

Archchancellor Drasus DeNurem

State of the Empire, 1841

Imperial Grandees, Imperial Representatives, My fellow citizens of the Holy Orenien Empire, welcome to the meeting of the Imperial Diet. I wish to share with you today, the first State of the Empire for this administration, which has been an obligation by the Archchancellor for generations. There is indeed much that can be said of the era we find ourselves in, this 7th Empire dedicated to the legacy of Horen our progenitor. We as a people face a number of obstacles but also triumphs worth celebrating. As we continue to maintain the many machines that drive our Imperial system, we must of course look to the future at the world we hope to build- together.

Your Imperial Government is undergoing a number of changes and modifications designed to address the stagnation felt in the previous decades following the concurrent wars against the Sedanites and the 10th Nordling War. War is a curious motivator and agitator of action but as it usually turns out, the aftermath leaves those it touches hollowed once the dust settles. We must understand the terrible toll that war brings, even in victory, for though its spoils may stimulate our energy for a time it is not something we can base our entire existence on. Upon the assumption of my position as Archchancellor, I have taken a proverbial magnifying glass to the cogs that make up our Imperial machine.

Among the most obvious of changes can be seen in the Ministry of Justice. I do not need to stand here and berate those that came before for the state of things that are now- such simply does little to solve the issues observed. I had determined that the Ministry charged with the careful maintenance and execution of our most progressive legal system had grown too concerned with duties that only made up a fraction of their total scope. I mean of course the Constables. The integral aspects of the courts themselves had fallen into crippling stagnation, crimes left largely unsolved, and criminals left unpunished. The move was thusly made to reassign the duties of enacting the law and maintaining the order to the Imperial State Army- a greatly respected and traditional effective force of patriots specially trained in these duties. This modification of duties would then allow the Ministry of Justice to focus attention and efforts on revitalizing our courtrooms and ensuring the rightful enforcement of our laws once again.

Another pursuit your Imperial Government is undertaking are the Charters issued to fledgling municipal administrations across the Empire. Since we came to this new world, the creation of successful Imperial settlements outside the capital has proven to be a difficult process. For decades, the Empire has had to shoulder the embarrassment of an untamable frontier and grossly underperforming extensions of civilization. Much of this had been attributed to the lack of support, restrictions, and exclusion felt by these places on behalf of the Crown. As many of you know, the Imperial Diet itself has undergone a radical change in the way it operates, turning a two House Diet into a single House Diet. As well, that our prospective Municipalities are afforded guaranteed representation on a national stage. The main intent behind these changes is to integrate these places much more effectively into the framework of the Empire as opposed to letting them fend for themselves. As well, to provide the tools and legal authority to administrate a settlement that serves the people firstly, and the Crown concurrently.

For as long as I can remember, the Empire has been without many friends on the world stage. Even before I was born, this same circumstance plagued our beloved Empire diplomatically as few even dared treat with us. But such is no longer the case, I am happy to report. With credit due to the previous administration for assembling an incredible Foreign Affairs office, my own administration has been able to reap the rewards of said efforts. We find ourselves in a position where peace can be reasonably assured for another generation, if not longer. Under the direction of Her Excellency Elizabeth Brae-Wittenbach, Empress Annes vision of lasting peace has been made a greater reality. We now stand as a nation, surrounded by friends rather than enemies. The coalitions we had battled for decades have once more withered away at the bulwark that is our Imperial might. In their place now sit reasonable partners for us to boldly progress forward into the future, shoulder to shoulder against the evils that would seek to destroy our world. The likes of Elysium, Urguan, and Haense to name a few can count upon us as beacons of support rather than suspiciously as a source of danger.

There is still so much more that could be said on the optimism which can be rendered from our current circumstances, but I shall spare you all an endless litany of future triumphs. The likes of the Holy Orenien Empire have never been more capable, more stable, and more able to meet the challenges of the world than it is now. It is truly an honor to be able to serve you at all such a moment in history, and I look forward to the world that we shall create together. And yet, it is still all too important to remember that we cannot grow lax and lazy. Idle hands are easily taken advantage of, either by insidious powers or those who are jealous of the prosperity the Empire has been able to manifest for its people. We must carry the weight of our achievements on our backs and soldier on, lest we be left behind and buried by the decay of time. I look to each of you now, Peers and Peoples alike, to uphold the values of our country and to join me in this boundless endeavour.
 

One God, One Empire, One Emperor

HIS IMPERIAL EXCELLENCY, Drasus DeNurem, Archchancellor

8 hours ago, Minuvas said:

Legal Name of Applicant: Minuvas Melphestaus / 

 

Name of Tavern operated by Applicant: Pine Cone Inn & Tavern

 

Desired name for the Borough: The Borough of Ephesius

 

Demonstration of Operational Competency (2 Years): It is our hope that this community becomes the Elven hub for the Empire. While its core playerbase is made up of Canonist Imperial Elves, it shall serve as a sanctuary for all Elves in the Empire - appealing to broad swaths of Elves who are fleeing purity laws, or some stain on their ancient heritage that prevents them from ever ascending.

The community is bifurcated along those who want to interact with the more legal/political RP of Oren, and they tend to serve as the 'Face' to the community in Providence - Minuvas, Hieran, and Thucydides all have active roles in Government. The other half of the community focuses inward, on developing events and roleplay for the local Alpine and our neighbors in Redenford. The "Dark Elf" fight night occurs weekly and has drawn upwards of 12 players in the last week.

Recent Events:

 

 

 

Reasons for Expansion: We currently have roughly 20 players living out of our Estate down the road. This expansion will allow us to move the 5 or so non-family members into the Tavern & Borough area, and provide an area to attract other Elves who don't want to live in our family house. It will enable our group to anchor ourselves beyond just one family. The new space will allow us to showcase future living space to additional residents.

 

Demographical Information: 
We are primarily exclusively Elves, numbering around 20. In addition, there is a small human ISA garrison of approximately 2-3 personnel in the Alpine at the behest of the ISA that conducts patrols.
 

Representative Necessity: Elves make up a significant portion of the Empire, having placed 2 of the 3 National Representatives into the recent diet elections. We expect to continue to use culturally appropriate terms for internal governance of our affairs, we must be soundly tethered to the Empire through Imperial leadership 
 

Building Portfolio: Portfolio has been shown in persona to the ArchChancellor, but willing to showcase again if necessary.

 

Personal Appeal (Optional): Elves make up a core subgroup of Oren, mostly as individuals who have acted without a united direction or purpose. Unlike previous iterations of Elven groups such as The Pale, these are not simply Elves living in the Empire - they are Imperials firstly. Though Elves have unique requirements, institutions and mannerisms for solving conflict that require differing methods of governance and interaction than Oren proper. This enclave aims to be a place where Elves learn to support, guide, and teach the humans of the Empire as subjects of the Imperial Crown. 

 

Discord Information (OOC): 
Minuvas#3978 (Primary) / Minuvas Melphestaus
Bufffsanta#6505 (Alternate) / Hieran Livarai De Melphestaus
Salve#3641 (Alternate 2) /Thucydides Melphestaus
 

A response is sent back to the applicant enclosed in a lily white envelope sealed with a deep purple wax stamp.

Congratulations! Your application has been reviewed and meets our standards in order to proceed further along the process. You are hereby approved to construct additional living space and for the area surrounding the Pine cone Inn and Tavern to be recognized as a borough within the Pale forest. The Magistrate of Redenford will be assigned as your administrative handler.

Drasus DeNurem, Archchanceller of the Holy Oren Empire

Drasus paces in front of the wardrobe in his bedroom in Mordskov. Within the wardrobe are a number of suits and other non-descript attires strewn about after having failed the Archchancellers inspection.

"I can't go to such a prestigious event in such a drab covering, I need something brilliant to match the brilliance that is expected to perform!"

Imperial Charter for the Municipality of Redenford

9th of Godfrey’s Triumph, 1840

NOW THEREFORE KNOW YE that We, by virtue of our prerogative Imperial and Royal and of our especial grace, certain knowledge and mere knowledge have granted and declared and do hereby for Us, Our Heirs, and Successors grant and declare as follows…

That the bearer of this writ, Sir Otis de Rosius, be chartered, by Imperial appointment, Lord Mayor of the lands of Redenford, on the southern bank at the origin of the River Reden, and that this land, justly surveyed by Our Crown surveyors, be under their ownership, and that they [hereinafter called the “Lord Mayor”] are charged to develop a settlement as well as establish, in accordance with the exact principles of this writ, a municipal government, as a matter of immediate priority to Our gracious reign.

That the term ‘ownership’, in the context of the Lord Mayor, be construed as private property subject to Us, Our law and Our government, and shall not be tied or associated with any such peerage, polity, governmental nor public office, nor Crown office, the holding of which shall remain separate to the duties and privileges enumerated in this document.

That the Lord Mayor shall stand before the Imperial Diet in order to be affirmed as the Lord Mayor, in conjunction with the appointment and assent by Our Crown. That the Imperial Diet must obtain 3/4ths majority of the whole Diet- allowing voting in absentia- in order to deny an affirmation for the Lord Mayor.

That the Lord Mayor shall hold the economic privilege of ownership and extraction with respect to any natural resources, which are already deemed present or may be otherwise discovered, in the surveyed territory.

That this charter shall officially incorporate the municipality of Redenford, and shall enumerate the offices and principles of the municipal government therein, and that all appointments to such offices must remain strictly consistent with this writ under Our graciousness, and that the creation of any further offices outside of the purview of this writ remain strictly illegal, with any amendments to said writ occuring only by the due consent of Us, Our Heirs and Successors.

That by Our command, the Lord Mayor shall be discharged forthwith to establish the requisite conditions for the creation of this municipality, operating in accordance with Our Crown law, as an Imperial subject in totality, under singular jurisdiction. 

That this municipal government be composed firstly of a Lord Mayor, who shall serve by Our Crown appointment, and who shall…

I. Sit as the head of the Municipal Government.

II. Hold the ability to create or remove special offices that are appropriate within the Municipal Government other than those expressed within this charter.

III. Maintain appointment and dismissal authority of the Municipal Government with the exception to the Magistrate.

IV. Execute the laws enacted by the Municipal Government.

V. Retain overall authority of duties expressed within the scope of the Municipal Government.

That this municipal government be composed secondly of a Deputy Mayor, who shall serve by the appointment of the Lord Mayor, and who shall…

I. Aid the Lord Mayor in any and all duties entrusted to them.

II. Assume the duties and authorities of the Lord Mayor in their absence.

III. May occupy any vacancies within the Municipal Government at the discretion of the Lord Mayor.

That this municipal government be composed thirdly of a Magistrate, who shall serve by Our Crown appointment, and who shall...

I. Be a justice of the peace.

II. Hear cases, trials, or other disputes that may arise within the municipality, in original jurisdiction.

III. Apply the supreme law of Our Crown and Counsellors within the municipality.

IV. Administrate free and fair municipal elections as needed.

V. Administrate the selection of a Diet Representative.

VI. Administrate the collection of any national taxes, excises, or tariffs on behalf of Our Treasury.

VII. Retain access to all municipal records or ledgers. 

VIII. Report the fomentation of sedition, turmoil, discord, libel and acts against Our Crown or Our government. 

That this municipal government be composed fourthly of a Diet Representative, who shall serve by popular election through the peoples of Redendford, and who shall…

I. Appear in all sessions conducted by the Imperial Diet to the best of their ability.

II. Serve as a medium with which the Municipality of Redenford may have their interest and voice represented on a national scale.

III. Serve as medium with which the Municipality of Redenford is adequately informed of Imperial interests on a national scale.

That this municipal government be composed fifthly of a Sheriff, who shall serve by popular election through the peoples of Redendford, following a list of nominees selected by the Lord Mayor, and who shall…

I. Arrest and detain criminal suspects reasonably accused of violations of Our law until such time as they may be tried.

II. Investigate, and bring to trial on behalf of Our Crown, cases criminal within the municipality.

III. Cooperate with Our Crown deputies and authorities on all cases and investigations, local or otherwise.

IV. Be allowed to deputize a two, non-uniformed person.

That these four offices, in conjunction with the Lord Mayor [who themselves shall bear no formal office or post separate from his ownership of the private property from which the municipality derives], comprise and be referred to in corporation as the Town Council, who shall together serve as the municipality’s executive body, responsible for its operation, and that this executive shall not be construed as possessing the powers of a legislature [that is, a law-maker], but shall instead operate through the application of the law of Our Crown and Counsellors as well as through the delegated statutory authority We explicitly establish by the aforementioned articles of this writ. 

That through this charter the Municipality of Redenford is obligated to maintain active participation within the Imperial Diet through the aforementioned Diet Representative that shall serve in the Municipal Government of Redenford. The Diet Representative must be chosen by through a popular election from the residents of Redenford and must not hold any titular peerages. And that failure by the Municipality of Redenford to maintain this obligation will render the Lord Mayor in poor standing with regards to this charter and liable for dismissal by Our Crown.

That the Municipality of Redenford is not permitted to maintain an unsanctioned local militia, or employ non-state sponsored military or para-military forces. Provisions are available to the Municipality of Redenford to have a brigade within the Imperial State Army created or deployed to the township to serve as the primary defense force within the area. Such provisions must be requested by the Lord Mayor to the Chief of War and the Archchancellor of the Imperial Government, for the formulation and approval of an appropriate course of action that will lead to the formation of local defense forces.

That the Municipality of Redenford is not permitted to perform any unsanctioned construction, alteration, or demolition of locally established military structures or defensive fortifications. Sanctioned actions may be granted by the Chief of War or the Archchanceller at the request of the Lord Mayor. Any and all military structures, defensive structures, or strongholds present within the local area are officially owned by the Imperial State Army, and that members of the Imperial State Army may not be denied access or usage of such structures.

DRAFTED AND ADMINISTERED,

His Imperial Excellency, The Archchancellor, Drasus DeNurem

ISSUED AND PROCLAIMED,

His Imperial Majesty, Philip II, by the grace of GOD Holy Orenian Emperor, forever August, King of Renatus, Curon, Kaedrin, Salvus, and Seventis, Defender of the Faith, Grand Duke of Ves, Duke of Helena, Novellen and Lorraine, Baron of Renzfeld, Protector of the Heartlanders, Imperial Highlanders, and Farfolk, etcetera.

SIGNED AND WITNESSED,

Sir Otis de Rosius, Baron of Rosius