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TO CROWN A DUKE Issued and confirmed by, THE DUCHY OF RAVENMIRE Anno Domini 19XX LO UNTO THE GOOD PEOPLE OF RAVENMIRE, Our ducal coronet laments to inform the good citizenry of Ravenmire of the passing of the Duchess Meira Kervallen-Elmwood, who was felled by southron insurgents. Upon news of her untimely death, the late Duchess’ council has convened and decided upon a worthy successor to take up her ducal seat. B O R O S T O V A An artist's depiction of the Duke Ravenmire, c. 1971 Prior to his ascension, Bo served as the former Lord Chancellor to the late Duchess Meira before her untimely demise. In his fleeting tenure as Chancellor, the newly made Duke Ravenmire has demonstrated possession of all qualities requisite of proper rule. The country therefore releases bated breath as Bo prepares to dons the illustrious mantle and titles of the late Duchess Meira, to rule these northern wastes as she once did. In celebration of the creation of a new Duke, the council of Ravenmire joyously announced his coronation, to be held on the 178 of the Second Age INVITATIONS ARE TO BE EXTENDED TO THE FOLLOWING: THE LORDS OF THE NORTH: The Most Honorable Margrave of the Rhosmark, and the people of Rhosmark The Right Honorable Count of Blackworth, and the people of Blackworth OUR ALLIES NEAR AND FAR: Ellenore av Eiriksdóttir, High Keeper of the Sacred Flame and their Citizens KLOG’AKAAL, Rex of Krugmar, Ruler of the Desert and their Citizens Lumia Uialben,The Silver Lubba of the Most Serene State, Matron of House Uialben, Heiress of House Anarion, Protector of the Whispering Isles and their Citizens OOC: [April 25 at 7:30pm EST] SIGNED, HIS GRACE, Bo of the House of Rostova, Duke of Ravenmire HER GRACE, Yelena of Crestfall, Duchess consort of Ravemire

I would personally like to see some sort of skills plugin come back as of right now all you really do to make money is either make a RP item or sell mats. Bring back the age of good ole blue collar grinders to let them be the best in their skill if they want to put the effort in. Like you can always vote to get mina. I think the days of enchanting and making weapons combined with the current surge plugin would be pree cool if it was to happen or even the days of farmers and cooks when food used to go bad and you had a freezer box and such (Ologs could eat rotten food again) Just my thought on it thou. (Also pls give me a way to grind more mina @_mady07 <3)

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Bo Rostova approches the Gates of Winburgh. "Vy shall get supplies in order and suits of armour made for any willing canonist who wishes to fight the Lich-Consort Tzar of Haense!" A firm nod is offered to Sir Radmir and the others who have hear Sir Radmir call and have flocked back to Winburgh. "Long live the middenlan!"

As the letter reaches Bo a slight nod is given "It seems I have a lot of inventory to account for." As he walks off from the tavern towards the keep his ledger in hand.

Bo Rostova sits upon the tavern as the missive is passed to him. A loud slam of his fist can be heard going into the table crackling of wood from under his armoured gauntlet. "This can't be true..." A mumble under his helmet can be heard. "We shall avenge Vy... Rest easy..." As he flips down his visor on his helm.

Bo as he reads over the missive "This the same pontiff who wished for peace and then spewed lies from his mouth while he was within the Halls of Veletz unharmed.." shaking his head at the sight of the missive "This pontiff supports genocide of humanity to go along with his own political agenda it seems this is the case once again..." He goes taking the missive tossing it into the fireplace within the tavern. A solem look upon his face

"Majestic.." Bo mutters out star gazed from the wonderful speech giving to the League.

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To House Amador and the Crown of Haense [13th of Malin’s Welcome] Though once a great nation in their prime, the Kingdom of Haense has shown to be nothing but cowardly and corrupt. Their dishonorable king has repeatedly, with no uncertainty, refused to defend even his closest friends and allies. Even now as his beloved queen is held in Veletz he will not make an effort to save her. This very same principle applies to the House of Amador. I speak now to all my kin, do not serve a King who will not serve his people. They did not come for Hyspia. They did not come for Aaun. They did not come for Minitz. They did not come for their Queen. They will not come for you. As I write to you, the former regent of the house Liridona Amador is beside me as my prisoner. I request that a suitable representative of House Amador comes to negotiate for her release. I do not wish harm upon her but rather only to speak with my kinsmen and to speak over the best course of action for our family. By my honor, your safety is guaranteed. -Bo Rostova

Bo Rostova would ride back within the gates of Winburgh his lance at his side bloodied and crack from lancing poor coalition soliders, his tabbard painted red in coalition blood, his voice gone from calling men and women to move around the battle fields. He looks upon the faces of brave men and soliders who are covered in coalition blood before letting out a massive yell as they trot back into Windburgh on their horses "AVE VELETZ, AVE GASPARD, AVE KRUG, AVE STASSION!" "WE SHALL NOT FALTER! AVE, AVE, AVE!"

Upon getting the missive reading it over, Bo would scoff as this is nothing to what was actually discussed. "There was nae even a weapon within the room when the Pontiff and Gaspard spoke. The pontiff even said he was nae under duress..." shaking his head as he thinks to himself mumbling out loud "It seems external influences keep wrapping themselves around the church as they nae want peace but genocide."

An old Olog would march upon the sands of Krugmar "Tubbo!" he would roar out as the call has been given to all Orc's of the horde to assemble. "Tubbo gib trubute." he would nod as he wanders back into the horde his large wooden club at his side his mouth salivating for grub once again. He would once again search for a goblin to sit upon his shoulder to give him guidance.

As Bo stands within the Veletz Castle as he stands side by side with Hendrick. Giving him a slight elbow "Was a good raid." as he peers upon the empty fields with Hendrick at his side. Waiting in the night.

Bo sat upon a stump, looking forth into the fire of the makeshift camp as the levy prepared for another fight. "Phoenix" he heard as horses trotted up to the fire and mud splashed as metal boots sploshed into the wet ground. Bo turned "Gryphon" he said, a cheeky smile beneath his bloodied helmet, soaked in coalition crimson. Bo nodded, turning to the flowers growing beside beside the makeshift fire "The carnations are beautiful this year."

Bo Amador would shake his head at this missive as he stands on guard with his levy at Castle Brasca "You ask the poor widow to lay down her blade... She wishes to defend her home why do ye not put down your blades. Ye wish to make a poor widow homeless and her children possibly orphans. The covenant makes no real offers but only uses fancy words to deter one from defending what family Brasca has built." He would toss the missive into the wind. As he stands guard with his levy to defend Lady Brasca home. A mumble from Bo can be heard "The covenant forgets they are the aggressors who wanted this war as they struck first. We shall nae falter. Stand fast my levy the accursed covenant approaches."

Bo gives a nod as he reads the missive " The covenant wished you off the face of the earth, but surely they won't now that ye have pulled out of the war." Giving a nod as he contiunes prepping his levy for the days ahead of him.

Bo would be seen walking among the training yards of Keep Brasca overseeing his own levy well being. As the missive is slipped into his pocket by one of the keeps servents. As Bo reads the missive he looks upon the levy. He goes letting out a loud "Listen to this!" As he reads out the solem words of the missive. He would stop after reciting the missive looking toward the brave men and women who have pledged to defend Castle Brasca. Letting out a loud speech upon the men and women. "This is why you all choose to fight. Lady Brasca gave us shelter. You shall nae take one step back as so help me GOD, we will nae let her children become orphans and homeless. You shall all give you dying breaths to defend the home she has granted us. YOU SHALL DEFEND HER CHILDREN AS WE WILL NAE LET THE COALITION TAKE THE HOME OF HER CHILDREN!" A loud roar from the levy can be heard "AVE LADY BRASCA, WE SHALL DEFEND YOUR HOME." Bo would give a simple nod to the men and women of his levy as they resume their training for the upcoming days.

Bo would be sat upon the training yard of Castle Brasca as he reads the missive his helmet would sit in tow beside him. The sounds of swords clashing as the men and women prepare for battle bearing the purple black tabbard. Bo goes standing to the wall as he looks upon his levy "It seems we have a fight but not one that will be of the fun kind." Laughing could be heard among the levy. "My Aunt has vowed to take my head!" He would call out among the men and women training."We shall die to defend this keep as this is where House Brasca has given us home and shes has let us stay within her keep feed and given us shelter. I shall nae falter in our quest you shall all be granted a place alongside me when we cement our names in history!" The levy would explode into a loud "Hurrah!" Bo would climb down from the wall. Retreated to his room within the keep to make preparations for the upcoming days. (My bad mobile formatting but love the post cheese <3)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ctpfRxvC0JQ A levy would be seen marching into Veletz west bound from Castle Brasca, their numbers (if one would have to guess) between two hundred to four hundred able bodied men and women. A chant could be heard, loud and clear, as they march into the city streets of Veletz: “We will fight! We shall slay those who threaten our land!” These men and women would be seen wearing a purple tabard, bearing the black Lorraine Cross. A bannermen would be seen on each flank of the march carrying the banner of the man who united them. One man on top of his horse would be seen above the rest of the men. He would bare the armour, the same as the rest he had brought with him. It seemed the whole town would be staring onwards at the spectacle. A Veletzian Soldier would approach the man on horseback, halting him, his hand lay upon his sword before asking him: ” Who do you serve?” The mounted man responds: “I serve Veletz and her people.” Dismounting the horse and handing it off to one of the levy men; he stood in front of the Levy. Sir Gaspard would catch word of a force marching into Veletz coming down quite quickly from the Castle within Winburgh. A slight grin upon his face as he saw the armour and knew the man behind the Helm who stood in front of the Levy. “Eja Gaspard.” Unstrapping his helmet, Bo Amador revealed his face. “I have brought you a fighting force of brave men and women who wish to serve myself and serve for the betterment of Veletz.” “With this levy I pledge to loyally serve you until my last dying breath. I would like to announce that all that my family resides within Haense except for a few kin who have recognized my claim as truth. Over the centuries of my family loyally serving their crown, they have accused, ridiculed and refused to give them their rightful ancestral titles of the Dukes of Crestfall. Instead they plot and scheme to keep the family weak. So that the King can use them as a simple doll to throw away when he becomes bored of them. I shall nae stand for this anymore. I hereby declare that I will not give up my GOD given name. If any of my kin feel the same. You are welcome to join me with open arms, all will be forgiven. If you wish to fight me on this matter.” Taking a long pause, Bo would look back towards his brave men and women within the levy. “I invite you to slay me where I stand.” The men and women chanted out: “AVE BO! AVE VELETZ!”

Bo sitting in the Veletz tavern reading over the missive "So the pontiff rallied heanse troops to Veletz, marched into Veletz without informing Sir Gaspard and now threatens to excommunicate Veletz for his wrong doing." Taking a sip of his strong morning whiskey. "The pontiff should take responsibility for his inability to talk before drawing weapons." He puts the missive down. Standing and walking out of the tavern lighting a cigarette as he let's out a slight grin

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