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  1. Leopold moved to greet his daughter in the afterlife with a warm embrace “You did amazing lass” Meanwhile Andrik shouted something inaudible in the far distance as he fought with godans pet turtle over a bottle of Black
  2. The late Lord Palatine of Haense, Leopold Stafyr sits in the afterlife grumbling "My great grandson fucked the house to unbelief.. His very much alive son better make this right"
  3. Konrad grumbled as his father forced him to fill out the form.. CHARACTER NAME: Konrad Terrence MC NAME: Emenzi DISCORD: You have it
  4. Andrik woke up from his drunken nap in a Rose bush and stared at Terrence in the seven skies with a grin “TERRENCE THEY GO *hic* THEY GO’ ALL BLACK YE CAN WANT ERE’ YE POOF” he’d exclaim as he welcomed his second late lord palatine in a saints day
  5. Andrik stares at his old Lord Palatine coming into the Seven skies “With yer shitty fightin’ ow’ the feck did ye survive this long!?” he’d then grunt as he nodded to the man “I hope ye’ ad’ a happy life, ye bastard” before drunkenly passing out in gods favorite rose bush
  6. A drunken fool would simply raise a cup towards his uncle in the seven skies before going to throw up in Gods personal toilet once more
  7. Andrik III chuckles in the afterlife ”The lil ***** is about to get his ******* nipple pierced.. Good on em’” he’d then go and pass out somewhere
  8. In a deep Arcasian forest somewhere near Curon, the moon was high in the sky and the silence of the woods was broken by the crackle of a fireplace. A camp had been set, Haeseni banners placed around the tents whilst armed men with spears stood guard around. In the centre of the camp, one tent was guarded by two Marian Knights and inside laid the King himself, tucked down in his bed with heavy furs around him. Next to the King stood Ser Thomas Raleigh and Ser Gerard Stafyr, two of the men that raised him after his father died whilst the King was only 9. Perhaps the two most trusted men throughout his entire life. “BLACK!” The King coughed out. His appearance pale and from his head sweat was running. Ser Gerard quickly poured a cup of Carrion Black to the King and held it out for him with a grunt. The King barely strong enough to grab the cup on his own took a few sips of it before letting it slide down onto the floor before he leaned over to the side and coughed out heavy strains of blood.. “Seems Kings doesn’t bleed blue after all,” Ser Thomas said with a sarcastic tone as he looked over the weakened fat man who laid on the bed in front of him. His stomach covered in bandages but they all knew it was too late. Earlier that day the skirmishing party that had been fighting on the front since the first year of the war had been out hunting for the camp, Andrik himself leading the hunt. Drunkenly staggering through the woods the King had spotted a boar, and after he threw his spear, the boar had charged straight at him. He was thrashed by the animal straight in the gut before drawing his dagger and repeatedly stabbing the creature until it finally died. Now it was being roasted over a fire outside whilst the King slowly faded into the afterlife inside. At least something good has come out of it, Andrik couldn't help to think to himself. The men wouldn't go hungry tonight. Andrik let out a strained chuckle before he glanced over the scrolled up letters that had been written and sealed throughout the day, grunting in pain he’d try to adjust himself in bed as he spoke “I... I always did think I’ be dyin’ with a sword in hand,” He’d close his eyes for a brief moment as he took some deep breaths. “At leas’.. I am not dyin’ in some shite stinkin’ city but out ere’ in nature. Where I always belonged...” The two knights on his bedside nodded as they saw the boy they had raised to become a man, a warrior, and finally a King slowly fade away in front of them. As on cue, Andrik looked up at the pair with a strained but for the brutish man a soft smile. “Ye ***** thought ye’ were gonna die before me did ye?” he’d say before grimacing some as he closed his eyes “Nay ye bas.. Bastards..” he’d say as a priest entered the tent, ushered in by the Marian Knights. The priest quickly dismissed Gerard and Thomas. After about an hour the priest came out and exclaimed that which they all knew would come. “The King is dead! Long live the King!” The soldiers, all who had fought for the last seven years with Andrik in the Ruberni war lowered their heads and solemnly prayed. Before the procession began towards Reza, to place the King in the tombs where he belonged. The letters Andrik had written was taken by Ser Gerard and Ser Thomas and distributed personally to those they had been addressed to. Ensuring that they came to the right individuals. To my firstborn son, Andrik Petyr You were always your mother’s son. Ever since the heathen conflicts when you were a one-year-old child she would always hold you close. But you are a Crow. Crows fight. Crows kill. Crows bleed. Crows die. Do me proud and fight, and bleed, perhaps one day you’ll have the honour of dying for your country as any true Haenseman should want. Just make sure you kill more of our enemies before you do. I know you and your brother will always hate me, perhaps that will motivate you two to be better than me. Rule well. Don’t **** it up. To my second-born son, Otto Rupert You’re an angry little boy. Use that anger to learn how to fight. Listen to your namesake Otto Sigmar and become the warrior that I envisioned on the day you were born. I do not regret not seeing you be raised, as I was never going to be a good father to you. You do not have to make me proud as you do not have any reason to look up to me, all you should is to serve your brother well. He needs you far more then you two ever needed me. To my daughter, Antonia Frederika You were always a light in the Prikaz growing up. I was always proud of you and seeing you grow and play. Wherever you are my little Crow. Know that papej will always remain forever watching in the afterlife with pride. Your father, To my remaining brothers and sister I never did care much for family, family was always a burden to me. My family was those that I fought and bled with on the fields. My brothers were those that carried the blades of the Brotherhood and my sisters those that tended to our wounds. But as a dying man, I can’t help to think back to when I was a young King and you princes and princesses were running around. I miss those days. And finally, one note was pinned up on the main square of the city of Reza, for all the public to see and in the holdings of all Haeseni vassal lords. My people, my countrymen, my brothers and sisters. Mourn you Kings passing, you shall not. Celebrate instead the life I lived, drink my friends in the tavern until the streets run dry. Bathe in the lake until the sun rises. Hunt in the woods and feast together on the squares. I was never a good King but I wish to think I served as a good soldier in our ranks and led our men true in battle, that I was always good to have a pint in the tavern with the common folk without people being afraid of my presence and I pray that I always had your respect. We are nothing without respect, honour, brotherhood, and laughter. Follow my son as you had followed me, he may not be me but he is my blood and he deserves the same chance that I was given to lead this nation on the right course. I will see you all in the afterlife where we will drink, feast and enjoy ourselves once more. Lords, ladies, knights, soldiers, butchers, cobblers, farmers, beggars. Whoever you are. You were my brother or sister. You sons of whores! We come as Crows. AND DO NOT DARE KAKAW. One last time, Your King, Andrew III of Hanseti-Ruska.
  9. I am disgusted by the administration on this server. I at least thought better but apparently not.

  10. Emenzi

    TO SOAR

    Andrik after comforting his wife the best the man could would retire into his study, moving over the to pour himself a cup of Carrion Black he’d shake his head as he glanced out over the bustling Haeseni capital from the castle of Ektarineburg, he’d let out a soft sigh before taking a swig from the cup “Ye were always a shite sister but ye were of me’ blood.. I will truely miss ye, kno’ tha” he’d glance to the sky, lifting the cup a bit towards it before going to down the remainder of its content before going to sleep in his office chair pretending to be busy with work.
  11. Andrik lofted his brow at the forged quotes from him, shaking his head as he grunted “Slander! Fin’ me tha’ fockin’ ***** and ave’ is’ tounge cut out and es’ hand removed” he’d grunt before going back to read the newspaper “Fockin’ poof I do nae even kno’ wha liberal or facism means..” he’d then motion for a servant to quickly find the King a thesaurus
  12. THE COUNCIL OF RELIEF CONVENES, 1736 As per the Humanitarian Cooperation Agreement (the “Agreement”) executed on 3rd of Horen’s Calling, 1735, between the Signatories, The Signatories have gathered in Warwick Castle, Suffonia on this the 5th of Sigismund’s End 1736, to convene the first Council of Relief meeting. The Council of relief have convened with the following initial agenda: Discussion of the state of affairs of the Kingdom of Curonia. The further distribution of aid and the role of the Council of Relief in future efforts to revitalize the northern demesne of the Orenian Empire. Minutes of the Meeting The following has been resolved with unanimous vote: Article I: King Andrew III of Hanseti and Ruska has been elected as the Chairman of the Council of Relief as per Article II.IV.§ of the Agreement. Article II: The Chairman was authorized to proceed with an inquiry concerning the attacks on Curonia. Article III: The Council of Relief will review possibilities for multiple infrastructural projects between the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska, the Kingdom of Curon & the Archduchy of Suffonia, modeled on the ferry agreement between Helena and Haense. Article IV: The Council of Relief will review possibilities for a shared arsenal, military command and practices between all armies of the north to prepare for future conflict between the Empire and its adversaries. Article V: The Northern Association for Free Trade & Administration Act, proposed by the Haeseni Lord-Palatine Ser Konrad Stafyr, entailing to increase the authority for the Council of Relief, while also re-organizing it to meet the new realities of the north, has been accepted (as attached as Annex I) Article VI: Following the completion of the agenda, the meeting has been adjourned. ------ANNEX I----- THE NORTHERN ASSOCIATION FOR FREE TRADE & ADMINISTRATION ACT 1736 The NAFTA Preamble The Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska, the Kingdom of Curonia and the Archduchy of Suffonia (from hereinafter each a “Signatory” together “Signatories”), in order to ensure proper execution of the Humanitarian Cooperation Agreement 1735 (the “Agreement”), the have gathered in Warwick Castle, Suffonia on [date] and resolved the following Articles. The Northern Association for Free Trade & Administration would come with new changes to its organization, such as: Article I - The Northern Association for Free Trade & Administration (NAFTA) has been hereby formed to institutionalize the combined resources of the Signatories given to the administration of the Council of Relief (the “Council”) with the purpose of creating a free trade zone within the north where the rules, taxes and prices are similar and forming diplomatic and electoral bond concerning the shared policy on matters of statecraft in the Empire . Article II - The Council will act as the governing and legislative body of NAFTA and Chairman of the Council as elected as per the Agreement will also assume the Chairmanship of NAFTA, with the extended responsibilities of communication with the noble, bureaucratic & military class of all Signatories. Article III - Members of the Council of Relief will be determined in accordance with the Agreement. Article IV - NAFTA Supreme Court will be formed with jurisdiction over the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska, Kingdom of Curonia and Archduchy of Suffonia concerning possible disputes between the noble peers of the Signatories, if any other institution or person has no clear jurisdiction for the said dispute. Each Signatory is authorized to appoint one judge to the Supreme Court of NAFTA, who will have two set goals: the first is to make a free trade zone within the north where the rules, taxes and prices are similar, the second is to diplomatically and electorally make shared policy on matters of statecraft. Article V - NAFTA Department of Treasury will be formed for collection and operations of donations, fees and taxes that will be paid to the Council of Relief by the Signatories and for the general management of the finances of NAFTA. Highest financial officer of each Signatory will be appointed as a Deputy Secretary of Treasury to the Department of Treasury and the Council of Relief as a legal entity will assume the role of Secretary of Treasury. N.A.F.T.A will review possibilities for multiple infrastructural projects between the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska, the Kingdom of Curon & the Archduchy of Suffonia, modeled on the ferry agreement between Helena and Haense. SIGNED: IV JOVEO MAAN HIS ROYAL MAJESTY, King Andrew III of Hanseti and Ruska, Grand Hetman of the Army, Prince of Kusoraev, Dules, Ulgaard, Lahy, Sorbesborg and Slesvik, Grand Duke of Vanderfell, Duke of Vidaus, Margrave of Rothswald, Count of Karikhov, Baranya, Kvasz, Kavat, Karovia, Kovachgrad, Torun, Turov, and Kaunas, Baron of Valwyk, Venzia, Esenstadt, Krepost and Kralta, Lord of Alban, Reza, Markev, Lord of the Westfolk, Protector of the Highlanders, etcetera IN NOMINE DEI HIS ROYAL MAJESTY, Pierce I of House Devereux, King of Curonia, Duke of Curon & Umbra, Count of Albion, Arbor, Avalain, Blackreach & Cyrilsburg, Baron of Alsace, Arisan, Frosthold, Rivia & Vasile, and Lord of Avernia, Bear Mountain & Blackden. DIEU ET MON DROIT HIS HIGHNESS, Prince Edward of the House of Suffolk, Archduke of Suffonia, Duke of Warwick, Count of Pembroke and Baron of Alnwick
  13. Humanitarian Cooperation Agreement The Warwick Meet, 1735 by an unkown Curonian painter Preamble In light of the recent disaster the Kingdom of Curonia faced, the importance of unity and selflessness has become more apparent. It is understood that only through being one and together, disasters would that claim the lives of thousands can be prevented or compensated and because of these purposes, his royal majesty King Andrew III of Hanseti-Ruska, his royal majesty King Pierce I of Curonia and his highness Archduke Edward I of Suffonia have gathered in Warwick Castle, Suffonia on the 3rd of Horen’s Calling, 1735 and resolved the following Articles. Index: Article I - Purpose Article II - Council of Relief Article III - Relief Fund Article IV - Scope of Cooperation Article I - Purpose I.I.§. The Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska, the Kingdom of Curonia and the Archduchy of Suffonia (from hereinafter each a “Signatory” together “Signatories”) hereby agree to cooperate with each other in case any of the Signatories are faced with any disaster and promise to assist one another to the full extent of their powers and capabilities. Article II - Council of Relief II.I.§. The Signatories hereby form the Council of Relief (hereinafter the "Council") with the aim, task and power of administering the common efforts and forces of the Signatories in times of need. II.II.§. The Council of Relief consists of the representatives of the Signatories. Each Signatory can be represented at the Council with a voting delegate and an advising delegate as appointed by the Patriarch of the respective Signatory. II.III.§. The Council may take any resolution to be able to proceed with its designated purpose with a majority vote. II.IV.§. The Council will choose a Signatory to preside over its meetings as its Chairman. Article III - Relief Fund III.I.§. All signatories pledge to provide 2000 mina each to a Relief Fund under the Council to be used as the Council would deems fit. III.II.§. Each Signatory refrains the right to designate the amount of their contribution for future financements. Article IV - Scope of Cooperation IV.I.§. The signatories pledge to provide support during times of need to each other, including but not limited to; medical aid, builders, food, tents and construction materials. IV.II.§. If the Council would deem that a disaster requires attendance beyond the capabilities of volunteers, the Signatories pledges to rally their full force of professional armed serviceman for the relief of the Signatory in need. IV JOVEO MAAN HIS ROYAL MAJESTY, King Andrew III of Hanseti and Ruska, Grand Hetman of the Army, Prince of Kusoraev, Dules, Ulgaard, Lahy, Sorbesborg and Slesvik, Grand Duke of Vanderfell, Duke of Vidaus, Margrave of Rothswald, Count of Karikhov, Baranya, Kvasz, Kavat, Karovia, Kovachgrad, Torun, Turov, and Kaunas, Baron of Valwyk, Venzia, Esenstadt, Krepost and Kralta, Lord of Alban, Reza, Markev, Lord of the Westfolk, Protector of the Highlanders, etcetera IN NOMINE DEI HIS ROYAL MAJESTY, Pierce I of House Devereux, King of Curonia, Duke of Curon & Umbra, Count of Albion, Arbor, Avalain, Blackreach & Cyrilsburg, Baron of Alsace, Arisan, Frosthold, Rivia & Vasile, and Lord of Avernia, Bear Mountain & Blackden. DIEU ET MON DROIT HIS HIGHNESS, Prince Edward of the House of Suffolk, Archduke of Suffonia, Duke of Warwick, Count of Pembroke and Baron of Alnwick
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    Andrik sat in his studies as the news of his loyal officers’ death came. The King would glance to his cup and filled it to the brink with Carrion Black before taking a few hefty swigs as he downed its content “I hope ye ave’ found rest now ye ugly *****” he’d glance out the window towards the evening sky and simply nod before returning back to work
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