Da_Emperors

THE GRAND TOURNAMENT OF FURNESTOCK PENNED ON THE 16TH OF GODFREY’S TRIUMPH, 1857 The Astercalia has proven to be two years filled with joy, merry and preparation for all within the Empire as the next generation has debuted before the realm. To call the end of the celebrations and merriment – In the month of the Sun’s Smile, The Grand Tournament of Furnestock shall be held to conclude the celebrations. The tournament shall showcase the finest Imperial soldiers, swordsmen, and knights from each family’s household to join in competition against one another to reveal the Champion of Furnestock. Such a title will be held until the following Astercalia, where the title will be contested once again. Debutantes are welcome to present roses or to exchange a handkerchief or any item of symbolism, to wish for good luck towards those who participate. Shall the bravest and heroic take entry into the tournament and earn such title with vigor and pride for the Empire. Rules : The Joust shall be conducted between two foes that shall ride forth without any pause upon steed. Once you begin your line of attack, you may not pause or stop riding. You must bring your own horse, suit of armor, and lance for the Tournament. The first to knock the opponent off of their steed with a single attack in the charge shall advance to the next round. If you do not knock off your opponent in the first change, rounds will continue until a victor is selected. The Prince of Providence shall oversee all battles, if any foul play or breaking of the rules is seen you will be disqualified. Any final decisions shall be made during the tournament. A bracket shall be formed of either 16 or 32 entries based on responses. Knights, Peers and ISA soldiers shall take priority in terms of selection depending on the bracket size. If you are not of the following still apply as you may be selected to partake. The event shall take place at the Imperial Palace at 4 pm EST this upcoming Sunday. (1/30/22) Entry Reply To enter into the tournament please reply with the following under this thread. MC NAME : RP NAME : AGE : Are you an Orenian Citizen or Ally : Are you an ISA Soldier or a Knight of the Empire : Y/N If you are from a Noble House, which one : Prize Pool The victor of the tournament shall be given the title of Champion of Furnestock as well as a prize pool of one hundred minas. The title shall be held until the next Astercalia. The runner-up of the tournament shall be given fifty minas. SIGNED, His Imperial Highness, Peter Augustus, The Prince of Providence

Peter Augustus would smile upon hearing the news, “We are coming for you. We are coming for our lands. We are coming to finish what was started. Shall you not forget that.”

The Prince of Providence would smile as the former Countess would kiss his ring. “Long may the Empire reign, and shall the Empire always protect and honor you.” He return his hand as he signaled the Archchancellor would bring forth the documents for signatures.

Peter Augustus would smile at the given invitation, "One after another, so many unions and celebrations to attend -- I shall have to acquire more finer threads."

The Prince of Providence would reply, "Fake news." As he would move to hand a drink to his friend Duke Peter Augustus.

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Peter Augustus would smile as he would whisper a prayer, "Shall all of God's children be protected by him, all glory to him!"

He would smile as he looked to his mother, lightly he would whisper to himself, "Long may you reign!"

Peter Augustus would remove his helmet and toss it to the side as he called towards the people of Oren together in the Imperial Palace -- the Youth would begin to speak towards the people of the Holy Orenian Empire.

The Prince of Providence would smile as he looked towards his Serene Highness Minuvas and his parents. In his mind he thought that today was truly a historic day for all of the Holy Orenian Empire.

Ledicort d'Azor would look from the seven at his boy and the people of Oren -- he would smile as his will was passed down to the next generation.

Peter August of House Karpho would smile as he looked to the parchment, "Shall we dine well upon facing the heathens!" He replied.

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Prince of Providence Peter Augustus would look towards the missive as he would offer a nod, "Shall Lady Mayor Edith Hope serve with grace and dedication to our realm." He would move off to his next lesson.

Peter Augustus would smile as he watched his parents, the ISA, the ISN, and the brave citizens of the Empire return on the ship as he waved from the shoreline. “God shall protect his faithful!” The youth would turn to his siblings as he could not contain his joy.

Peter Augustus would move with the Soldiers of the Imperial State Army and Citizens as they captured one more foe that remained at the gates. Upon killing the godless man, they move to place the body at the gates — the Empire would watch as the body was taken from the foes that wished to continue barbaric acts as they stood still, “One God, One Empire, One Emperor.” He would whisper, “Shall you never forget that.”

Prince of Providence Peter Augustus would read the pinned missive as he took in the words. “Perhaps I should speak to Father Draskovic. I am in the need of more tutors.” He smiled as he made his way to find him.

Peter August of House Kaphro would shake his head. "It is but the oath you swore to our Emperor and Empress in which you failed in. All peers and heirs must swear and hold those words to be true." We move to place a cigar between his lips as he went to light it.

Peter August of House Kaphro would look towards the missive of Lady de Savoy. He would smile as he commented, "Claude de Savoy is but a idol of wisdom to all her fellow Orenians." He moved back towards the gates as he would offer to take over the next shift from the Imperial Solider on duty.

The Prince of Providence would move a pawn forward to his Uncle Ivan var Ruthern. He would know the tragic nature of what the Ireheart’s conducted. He continued to play the game with his Uncle as his thoughts would rest to himself – “You broke a truce – you are oathbreakers – you have sinned against all that is proper – and the action shall be repaid – Yet, I must wish the Grand King see reason, if my Uncle Ivan can respect the man so shall I.” The Youth moved his Knight forward to pressure his Uncle’s own. He smiled lightly as they continued the game of Chess. The Bond between them grew as words were not spoken.

Peter Augustus whisper to his brother James, “Did old man Peter d’Arkent at least make good Snowmen?” @CharmingCavalier

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The Prince of Providence would take the blade from Amelia’s hand as he looked directly into the Ferryman’s eyes. He would remain still – quickly he rushed forward after asking for the last word’s of himself in which little reply was given. He would stab him in his chest quickly – at where his heart would be – as he would speak lightly. “May Iblees greet you at the pits.” He would reply – the Young Prince not knowing fully what his actions would entail. As he drew his blade off of the man – he would watch the life drain out of him.