The Return of Valois
The once prosperous, rich and well-known lands of Auvergne lay lost to the might of the new Empire of Oren. The once peaceful vineyards and gentle streams lost in time, everything Valois and Auvergnian lost to the new Kingdom of Oren.
House Valois, once a great power within Oren left exiled, betrayed by its ally's and corrupted by their friends. Few live to remember the 'good days' when Auvergnian lay centre to trade and life in the Holy Empire of Oren. The Auvergnian tongue and culture lost, with few in the world still speaking it, this very day. With all their lands, Titles, Assets, Castle and Manor lost...Valois became a merely a memory of the 'old' Oren.
It was a cold days morn and the wind swept from the north, rustling the leaves of nearby trees. Riding down the road came a rider on horseback. His armor glistened in the early morning sunlight. He sat majestically on his stallion, holding a banner displaying the Valois colors and a shield gilded with the Valois colors of red, gold and grey. Pulling on the reigns, his horse came to a halt – He looked over the lands of Auvergne. The armored man remembered the moonlight balls, smell of grapes and the happy memories of himself with his family.
“Valois sera de retour...”
The Armored Man said in a strong Auvergnian, the language few would understand in the world this very day. Removing himself of the saddle, the man dismounted from his horse – still looking over the once Auvergnian lands. Slowly he reached towards his hilt, and drew his sword. Shining in the sunlight, he held it up to the sky before twisting it and sending it into the ground beneath him, before staking the banner next to the sword into the ground.
“VALOIS SERA DE RETOUR!”
He shouted, his Auvergnian voice sent echoing across the valley. The shout was greeted by a chorus of life, with birds song heard in harmony with the sounds of water meandering through the land. The armored man whistled gently, a white owl swooped down onto his arm. He gently attached a note to owl's talons and gestured his arm upwards, sending the bird flying into the distance. Whilst watching the bird disappear into the distance - Reaching up to his helmet, the man removed his helm, a face was revealed. Long, ginger locks flowed down his cheeks towards his shoulders. Valois has returned.
[[OOC]]
Basically myself, Cruz and other former Valois members are wishing to reform the Auvergnian Sub-Culture and the Noble House Valois along with the Valiants. We will beginning a series of roleplay in which we in-character bring back Auvergnian Culture and House Valois/Valiants.
(im back on lotc:) )