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Name: Hadrien de Sarkozy Race: Human Aligned house: House de Sarkozy Location of dwelling: Aldersberg By signing you agree to follow the laws of Kaedrin. You also agree to allow those recognized to uphold the laws of Kaedrin, within the boundaries set by the laws.

Hobbling across the former plains of his people leading his prize camel, Khan, along, Yerzhan Bakhytzhanev comes across an extremely dedicated courier who hands him the letter calling him to Yamamoto. He gave a nod of affirmation as he read it, trying his best to comprehend the words as he was not wholly literate in the common tongue. Turning to Khan, ever excited, he begins to speak. "We go to Yamamoto, иә, иә! Say selam to Eastern brate, иә, иә!"

Hadrien smirks.

Hadrien's eye twitches, wondering why quite possibly the worst military order in Oren's history is being brought back.

Carduin deposits his vote into the box. Silvos'Laurir Sythaerin

((Is Kaila's death public knowledge? Would she be counted amongst the dead?))

((IMPORTANT: For future reference, this system is not implemented yet. This is just here for documentation purposes. There will be a notice when it's put into motion. In the meantime, feel free to prepare your charters, but do not send them.)) Township and Charters Within the Kingdom of Kaedrin In order to promote urban and interior development of the Kingdom of Kaedrin, the Chancery and the Lord Steward together have endeavoured to devise a system of charters for settlements within the Kingdom of Kaedrin. So as to promote activity and participation amongst the burghers of our realm, the following system has been devised imposing regulations and standardization upon townships within the Kingdom. In addition to this, to avoid the infrastructure problems suffered so direly by the Empire’s heartlands and to deliver to the middle-class further opportunities to serve the fatherland, a ban on members of the nobility owning any sort of township or any other settlement contradictory to a noble’s keep or castle (The structure prescribed accordingly by the Kingdom) will now be imposed. Violation of these regulations will invoke the full force of the law. The formal title for the owner of a town is a reeve. This title is equivalent to baron however the former can only belong to burghers, whereas the latter can only belong to nobility. The Charter Department of the Lord Steward is currently not accepting charters for review. Information about Townships, Comital Keeps and Reeves - There can be a maximum of one township within each county. The owner of a township is known as a reeve. - Reeves are sworn to whichever count’s territory they reside in. They own vassalage and tithes to their liege. - In order to form a township, a prospective reeve requires nine signatures from settlers who intend upon settling within it. - Each count can build a maximum of one keep or castle within their county. This keep, which they hold in their own right, is formally known as a comital keep. - Comital keeps and baronies can only be castles. They are never allowed to be settlements. - The reeve title is not hereditary, and reeves can be appointed or removed by their liege, the Privy Council, the Lord Steward and Lord Chancellor as they see fit. - The construction of a township cannot begin until the Privy Council accepts its charter. The Charter Process 1. An eligible citizen of Kaedrin (Check eligibility for clarification) may ask a local lord for a settlement placement in their comital territory. If this request is approved by a liege lord, proceed to step 2. 2. The eligible citizen fills out the charter and submits it to the Privy Council, where it will be pending review. 3. The Privy Council reviews the charter, coming to a verdict. If the Privy Council accepts the charter, proceed to step 4. 4. The eligible citizen contacts his liege lord and is allocated land within his county on which to build a town or village, acting as a baronial-level vassal with the title of reeve. Eligibility In order to be eligible to submit a charter: - Subject must not be a member of the nobility. - Subject must be an adult male citizen of Kaedrin. - Subject must not be an elf, orc, kha, or other such unsavoury. The Charter Name of applicant: Name of township: Age: Race: Kaedreni citizenship status: Location of township (Map required): Applicant’s signature: Liege lord’s signature: Settler signatures (Nine required): Reeves of the Kingdom TBA ((Please submit your charters by posting them on this thread or alternatively submitting them to the Lord Steward Thomas Chivay via PM (HARAMBEE) with all the necessary signatures.))

It's happening.

why are you never home mum

And so he was transported to the UK's parliament, where he aged several decades, took on a new name and became the opposition leader.

Prince Edward Chivay Nicknames: Prince, Chivay. Age: 15 Gender: Male Race: Human (Quadroon - quarter elf.) Status: Alive and well. Description Height: 5"11 Weight: 122 lbs Body Type: Ectomorph Eyes: Blue Hair: Light brown Skin: Fair Markings/Tattoos: None significant Health: Fit Personality: In contrast to his siblings, the bold Robert and the eccentric Rosalie, Edward is a quiet, sturdy and very dour young boy. He is serious, cold, callous and unemotional in his mannerisms, having been starved of parental attention in his younger years. Every action he takes is calculated and put into place methodically. Rarely rash or brazen, he is a skeptic and puts great effort into being careful. He is extremely ambitious. When he is around his sole friend, Dagmer Valois-Volsung, he is typically far less serious and more malevolent in his actions, being influenced poorly by the older boy into becoming a kind of 'trickster'. Inventory: His silver princely crown and his small and sheathed steel shortsword gifted to him by his favourite uncle, King Peter. Life Style Alignment: True Neutral Deity: The Creator Religion: Lucienism Alliance/Nation/Home: The Kingdom of Kaedrin Job/Class: Royal Title(s): Prince of Kaedrin Profession(s): N/A Special Skill(s): Edward is very dutiful and loyal to his uncle and father, who he seeks predominantly to impress. He believes chiefly in performing any task he's been presented with to the best of his ability and rarely shirks his duties. He's quite capable with a sword for his age, and is able to best his far more emotionally-developed brother in a spar. Flaw(s): Edward, even at the tender age of eleven, has shown worrying signs of manipulative behaviour. He rarely shows genuine regret for his malicious actions and is often extremely cold, callous and distant, except on occasion when conversing with his sister. He seems to be too ambitious, though this is usually dismissed as the musings of a child. Edward's temper has begun to manifest in a mostly benign form. Weaponry Fighting Style: N/A Trained Weapon: A small shortsword, to an extent. Favored Weapon: N/A Archery: N/A Biography Parents: Thomas Chivay and Lynesse Hightower. Siblings: Robert Chivay and Rosalie Chivay. Children: N/A Extended Family: Peter Chivay (Uncle), Castor Chivay (Cousin), Ari Horen (First cousin, once removed), Lorin Chivay (Cousin), Lucius Blackmont (First cousin, once removed), James Hightower I (Grandfather), Kyral Hightower (Grandmother), Lancel Hightower (Uncle), Garth Hightower (Uncle), Damien Hightower (Uncle), James Hightower II (Cousin), Owyn Horen (Second cousin), William Horen (Second cousin), John Horen (Second cousin), Alicia Horen (Second cousin), Augustus Horen (Second cousin), Adrian Horen (Second cousin). Pet(s): None. History It was a peculiar love affair, one that the masses of both nobility and common men saw as false; a show in order to keep up appearances. Thomas Chivay, the brother of the Grandmaster of the Order of the White Rose, was to wed the daughter of the King of Salvus, Princess Lynesse, a half-elf. Half-elves, or half-castes as they were more informally known, were to most of the Order a symbol of the elven infiltration of good, human society and a corruption of old-fashioned family values. Many believed this 'love' they bore for one another was a fallacy, though none voiced this opinion for fear of heavy-handed reprisal for Marquis Thomas, a man infamous for being harsh upon ne'er-do-wells. The full details of their turbulent if not scandalous relationship would never be released, but Lynesse bore Thomas three children - triplets. Two boys and a girl. Robert was the first out. This slight discrepancy between the second of their release from their mother's womb dictated the future of these two boys. Robert was his father's heir, to inherit all his estates when he was to perish. Edward was the second son and though he did not realize it then or for a number of years, would be forced to content himself with coming second in all aspects of his life. Rosalie was the last - a precious girl possessing of the scarlet hair of her mother. Just like the symbol of the Chivay's blessed order, Rosalie was her father's little white rose. Until the age of four, Edward was raised at the Imperial palace by the Crown Princess, Ari Horen. Occasional visits from his father and his courtiers were the highlights of his stay there, though his mother, quite noticeably, did not ever come. Not even his siblings quite knew why this was, and Edward was none the wiser. Even when he was relocated to the mountain citadel of Ard Kerrack, Edward's father very rarely spent time with him. He was always performing business, he would say, as he secluded himself in his study full of old, leather-bound tomes with hook-nosed Sarkozy, blond-haired Brunswick, or even God's prophet himself, Lucien Ashford. When his father was freed from his duties, he preferred to spend time with his 'eldest' son and heir, Robert. Robert had grown slowly into a bold, urbane boy, conditioned appropriately for the hardships of ruling. Throughout this time, his mother never came home. Every now and again, he would hear the men whispering about her, that she had taken to the bottle, fled to Salvus and not returned to Ard Kerrack for years. Edward didn't want to believe it. In the absence of his father, Edward took some solace in the fact that from the age of five, he was tutored by his father's most learned courtiers. Hadrien de Sarkozy taught him history and languages, Lucien Ashford educated him on the mysteries of the Creator, and his uncle Marquis Peter Chivay attempted to sculpt him into a master fencer. He took to these lessons very eagerly, fervently studying and learning about each subject. Edward was confined to the keep most of the time, sometimes playing or talking with his eccentric sister Rosalie, whose company he genuinely seemed to appreciate in comparison with brazen Robert. His family's trusted servant, Bran Volsung, sent his own second son Dagmer to Ard Kerrack to be raised alongside the Chivay children. Dagmer was a wild, uncouth boy with no care for his own education. Instead of studying like Edward, he preferred to run off and explore, causing mischief among both the soldiers and the populace. His father, Ser Volsung, disappointed with him in light of his other son and heir Balian, had sent him away to the Chivay keep. Dagmer and Edward's situations were in that respect very similar, and they quickly became fast friends. Dagmer proves to this day to be a negative influence on Edward, and together they may sometimes be seen causing trouble around the Empire. Artwork

Duchy of Korath His Grace, Duke Thomas of House Chivay County of Cintran His Lordship, C0unt Thomas of House Chivay County of Castern His Lordship, Count Roland of House Ashford Principality of Witchwood Unassigned Principality of Ardvale Unassigned

Official Holdings of the Kingdom of Kaedrin The following details the official holdings of Kaedrin, their heraldry and their titleholders. Kingdom of Kaedrin His Majesty, King Peter of House Chivay Duchy of Westerland His Grace, Duke Peter of House Chivay County of Rhoswen His Lordship, Count Peter of House Chivay County of Peakard Unassigned County of Lachsin His Lordship, Count Edmond of House Brunswick

In the formidable mountain citadel of Ard Kerrack, the de jure capital of the Kingdom of Kaedrin, the King in the West, Peter Chivay, is holding court. Sat upon his chiseled marble throne, the King of Kaedrin sighs wearily as the time reserved for the audiences and other public affairs of state begins. From petitioners, to vassals, to statesmen, to dignitaries, the court was the center of the realm and the nerve center of its government. To the king's right his younger brother, Prince Thomas the Lord Steward is seated and in the chair to his left is the Lord Chancellor, Hadrien de Sarkozy. Every now and again the Lord Chancellor would lean over to the king, whispering in his ear. A herald bangs his long staff on the tiled floor thrice, calling the lords present at the court to silence. As the rabble dies down, he begins to speak. "All rise for the anthem of the Kingdom of Kaedrin, the Guard on the Yaruga!" The lords, burghers and common men stand and begin to sing as is customary before court begins. Once the singing ceases, the herald taps his staff on the ground yet again. "Let this session of court begin! Petitioners arrange in an orderly fashion!" ((This is similar to the Imperial throne room thread - it's an ongoing forum RP in which petitioners and others seeking an audience with the king can post. Feel free to jump in if your character desires to speak with the king and the courtiers, but please adhere to some constraints. If you're a dark elf, elf, orc or are particularly 'edgy and dark', chances are you won't be let in the keep in RP. Thanks!))

Hadrien de Sarkozy sits in his garden, admiring the unfading beauty of nature when a messenger from court tentatively approaches him, disturbing him in his ponderous state and informing him of the situation. He grunts. "Back in my day, we didn't allow ethnic minorities to stay king for long. Tell Lord Blackmont he's my support in this matter. And give the Marchioness my regards." ((LilTim, I believe House Amedaius refers to actual House Amedaius, who are barons in Kaedrin led by Jullius.))

Carduin stands next to the Sohaer Kalenz in the Silver City, his head bowed in deference. Upon catching wind of this heretical teaching, he bristles noticeably in his black overcoat. Pushing his round spectacles up his face, he wrings his hands together quite greedily and cackles in unctuous tones. Finally finishing his strange laughter, he begins to speak. "The feckless mali'valah are not aware of their own depravity and inferiority? Perhaps we ought to remind them of it."