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PRIMUS BULLA AUREA ALBAROSA The First Golden Bull of Albarosa OWYN III, pontifex maximus, servus servorum Dei, episcopus Sancta Sedes, Sends his greetings to all the faithful of the realm. Since a thing just and honorable is asked of us by GOD: to promulgate His Word, protect His Faith & defend the Sanctity of His Flock, GOD demands that these missions are led to its proper conclusion through the care of our office, and the piety of our faithful. His Institution, our Holy Mother Church, has not been ever-vigilant in its pursuit to maintain humanity’s faith. We find many organs of His Institution dormant, nepotism rampant & subservience to irrelevant Temporal interests all too common. To resolve this, we look to St. Karl of Petrus, who had martyred himself to rescue those among him and his homeland, for divine inspiration. For we too must make sacrifices to preserve the existence of our ecclesiastical kindred, and the faith they evangelize. Had the bravery of St. Karl wavered, a people and their nation would’ve been extinct today. Do we fail to stand unwavering against the marches of modernity & secularism ourselves, GOD’s presence in Humanity might go extinct too. It is with this profound understanding and mandate, that the High Pontificate of Owyn III publishes this PRIMUS BULLA AUREA ALBAROSA, which shall see to the swift & concise revitalization of His Institution. It shall rectify the mistakes once made due to the temptations of empathy, temporal politics & sinful self-indulgence, as it is published in the first year of our pontificate. Te deum. TABLE OF CONTENTS I). Diocesan restructuring II). Facilitation of cultural rites III). Silentium Aureum Doctrinam IV). The Holy Mother Church of the Canon SECTION I. DIOCESAN RESTRUCTURING The High Pontificate of Owyn III feels privileged that its predecessor, the late Pontiff James II, greatly expanded the Holy Mother Church into regions previously left untouched. This expansion unfortunately caused uneven development between dioceses: where grave differences in vitality, quality & ecclesiastical integrity became apparent. Considering this, the Holy Mother Church looks to its most bustling dioceses of Jorenus & Providentia for inspiration, and establishes a permanent hierarchy for each diocese to fulfill. DIET OF BISHOPS, a convention of all (Arch)bishops to discuss local ecclesiastical matters and further inter-diocesan cooperation. A Diet can be called by any (Arch)bishop with the sanctioning of His Holiness. If a Diet is called, it shall carry the name of the diocese of the petitioner. ARCHBISHOP, who administers the archdiocese on behalf of His Holiness. VICAR, who manages the treasury and the Churches of the Archdiocese. BISHOP, who administers a specific subsection of an archdiocese, known as a diocese. DIOCESAN LEGATES, who advise the (Arch)bishop as civilian representatives from a certain class or minority within a particular society or nation. Every Archdiocese must employ diocesan legates, but a diocese may only employ them if their congregations are sufficiently large. SECTION II. FACILITATION OF CULTURAL RITES Since the existence of our Holy Mother Church, did different cultures evangelize our faith in different ways. While some were heretical sects, others stood proudly as a developed ecclesiastical identity from a specific people. After the successes seen with the implementation of Ruskan Orthodox aesthetics in the Metropolitanate of Jorenus, and the rehabilitation of Owynism in the Commonwealth of Kaedrin, the High Pontificate of Owyn III considers it a bountiful endeavour to further expand the unique cultural identities of its diverse set of dioceses. It shall therefore instruct all dioceses to cooperate with His Holiness, the Vice-Chancellor & the Auditor of the Tribunal in studying records and transcribing local rites, in hopes that it may one day ascend to as legitimized local rites of the Holy Mother Church: publicly revered and taught throughout mankind. The High Pontificate of Owyn III considers the following rites subject to further review & theological development: I). Ruskan Orthodoxy in the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska, to be overseen by the Metropolitanate of Jorenus, Diocese of Heinrikev & Reinmar. II). Owynism in the Commonwealth of Kaedrin, to be overseen by the Prince-Archbishopric of Albarosa, Diocese of Damnata. III). Hyspianic Rites in the Principality of Hyspia, to be overseen by the Prince-Archbishopric of Albarosa, Diocese of Hyspia. IV). Norlandic Canonism in the Kingdom of Norland, to be overseen by the Diocese of Borealis. SECTION III. SILTENTIUM AUREAM DOCTRINAM With the expansion of the ecclesiastical organization and the ascension of non-Cardinals to the Curia, we find that the contents of our correspondence shall pass through more hands than what was traditionally the case. While the Holy Mother Church refuses to soil itself with the dirt and stench usually found in temporal schemes: it has in the past found its drafts, correspondence or quotes from meetings displayed on the council tables of various nations. And while the substance of this exposed correspondence may be harmless, it does damage principal expectations of integrity and reliability. The High Pontificate of Owyn III views this as a consequence of a lax attitude towards the temporal loyalties of its clergymen, that at times might conflict with the interests of the Holy Mother Church. Furthermore, we found that in the past certain Monsignors who occupy prominent government positions used their access and proximity to us to report back to their temporal superiors, or lobbied Cardinals to defy their ecclesiastical duties for civilian political gain.. This inevitably creates an atmosphere wherein clergymen no longer feel the liberty to, within the confines of their ecclesiastical workplace, express and draft as their faith asks them to. The instinctual response to this is to be more watchful of temporal loyalties within the clergy: but such practices border Darfeyism, and is unfeasible in the modern context of our faith. Therefore, the High Pontificate of Owyn III deems the Silentium Auream Doctrinam (The Golden Silence Doctrine) a proper remedy to this organizational illness. It is hoped that this doctrine shall find itself consolidated in future renditions of ecclesiastical law. But for now, it shall be based on the following stipulation: “That each member wielding an ecclesiastical role or responsibility shall never disclose the correspondence, contents of documents or provide access to premature drafts pertaining to the Holy Mother Church, and shall face an immediate ousting & ecclesiastical prosecution if caught doing so.” THE HOLY MOTHER CHURCH OF THE CANON Under GOD, maintained by His Holiness Owyn III THE PENTARCHY @argonian AILRED CARDINALIS REINMAR From the Diocese of Reinmar, Jorenus Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska @Caranthir_ AMADEUS CARDINALIS NESCIA From the Diocese of Nescia Trade Nation of Sutica @Publius CYRIL CARDINALIS BOREALIS From the Diocese of Borealis Kingdom of Norland @GoldWolfGaming MANFRIED CARDINALIS PROVIDENTIA From the Archdiocese of Providentia Holy Orenian Empire @Julio ツ PELAGIUS CARDINALIS ALBAROSA From the Prince-Archbishopric of Albarosa Commonwealth of Kaedrin THE CURIA THE VICE-CHANCELLOR Manfried Cardinalis Providentia @GoldWolfGaming THE PONTIFICAL AUDITOR Pius Clericus Albarosa @thesmellypocket THE PONTIFICAL SECRETARY Benedict Archiepiscopus Jorenus @Piov THE PRELATE OF THE CLERGY Alfred Episcopus Henrikev @repl1ca THE PRELATE OF THE SISTERHOOD Mother Roxalana @Axelu THE PONTIFICAL CHAMBERLAIN Cyril Cardinalis Borealis @Publius THE ECCLESIASTICAL PROSECUTOR Vicary Episcopus Ves @frill THE ECCLESIASTICAL CHRONICLER Alfred Clericus Damnata @Froschli THE KNIGHT-REGENT Armand-Philippe Talraen de Rennes @LithiumSedai MONSIGNORS Msgr. Ed Myre of Oren @Old Man Boiendl Msgr. Fiske Vanir of Haense @Sander Msgr. Vicary Armas of Nescia @frill Msgr. Adelric Barclay of Reinmar @MadOne Msgr. Jacques de Ardenne of Kaedrin @Rejacketed CANONIST DIOCESES ARCHDIOCESE OF JORENUS, encompassing the entirety of the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska, shepherded by The Right Reverend Archbishop Benedict of Jorenus @Piov DIOCESE OF HENRIKEV, encompassing the entirety of the Capital City of Karosgrad, shepherded by The Right Reverend Bishop Alfred of Henrikev @repl1ca. DIOCESE OF VALWYCK, encompassing the territories of Haeseni vassals & households outside of Karosgrad, shepherded by The Right Reverend Bishop Otto of Valwyck @Drumoldth. ARCHDIOCESE OF PROVIDENTIA, encompassing the entirety of the Capital City of Providence, shepherded by Manfried Cardinalis Providentia @GoldWolfGaming. PRINCELY-ARCHDIOCESE OF ALBAROSA, encompassing everything beyond the Capital City of Providence, that is within the Holy Orenian Empire, shepherded by Pelagius Cardinalis Albarosa @Julio ツ. DIOCESE OF VES, encompassing the Municipality of Redenford, shepherded by The Right Reverend Bishop Vicary of Ves @frill DIOCESE OF HYSPIA, granted to the people of Hyspia, shepherded by The Right Reverend Bishop Fransisco of Hyspia @Timer Spibs. DIOCESE OF NESCIA, encompassing the entirety of the Trade Nation of Sutica, shepherded by Amadeus Cardinalis Nescia @Caranthir_. DIOCESE OF BOREALIS, encompassing the entirety of the Kingdom of Norland, shepherded by Cyril Cardinalis Borealis @Publius. “Though the Spring flower withers and the fruit of the tree falls to the ground, My Word lasts onto the eve of the world, and the fruit of virtue cannot rot.” - Scroll of Virtue, 4:2. GODANI JEST WIELKI Sanctitas Pontifex Maximus OWYN III [!] A seal displaying Ex. Owyn & Ex. Sigismund seals this Golden Bull.

(Left to right - Manfried Cardinalis Godvinus, Armande-Philippe de Rennes, Amadeus Cardinalis, Ailred Cardinalis, Pontifex Maximus Owyn III, Cyril Cardinalis, Pelagius Episcopus & the head of Alfred Cardinalis Jorenus at the presentation of the new High Pontiff to the clergy, 1802). HABEMUS PAPAM! THE PAPAL ENTHRONEMENT OF 1802 On a nondescript morning as dawn had barely commenced, a carriage parked before the Reinmar Estate in the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska. There, amidst the displaced Kaedreni wandering about the tents that encircled the structure, stood a frail and fatigued man cutting the only rosebush in the garden. As Cardinal Amadeus and his aide exited the carriage quite clumsily, they proceeded towards the man in purple robes ahead. “Ahem.” the aged Cardinal spoke, clasping his hands as a “Hmm?” was replied. The wigged man that turned his head towards Amadeus, was none other than his old friend Cardinal Laurence. “What brings you here?” “Bad news, Eminence.” “Am I demoted again?” “No, worse.” The Albarose would gently place his cutters on the fence besides him, now turning fully towards Amadeus. “Could it b-” “Yes Eminence, His Holiness has passed away.” “Ohh.” he would look at his Rosebush, then to the Cardinal’s aide, then to Amadeus “I suppose I should dress for the occasion then?” Amadeus nodded as he beckoned to his own white Cardinal robes. Without any words, both Laurence and Amadeus would enter the Reinmar estate: being greeted by ten awkward Barclays staring at from the table, where they attempted to have an undisturbed breakfast. “Are you looking for Ailred? He is ou-” Laurence held up his hand, ignoring the young Barclay who looked with a confused expression. Amadeus nodded apologetically towards them, as Laurence raced forward to the guest room he made his home. Many grunts and a quick line of Albarosan powder later, both Cardinals entered the cramped carriage: and were headed to the interim Holy See in Providence. They would find crowds of clergymen, bureaucrats & onlookers crammed in the Providence Cathedral: all looking at the rotting body of what once was His Holiness James II, surrounded by treasures once obtained and gained posthumously. (Left to right - Amadeus Cardinalis, Manfried Cardinalis, Laurence Cardinalis, Ailred Cardinalis & Cyril Cardinalis prior to the Conclave of 1802). “The unity of our Church is of utmost importance.” Amadeus declared across the table, garnering attention from the rest “We must elect someone that can withstand this modern zeitgeist, and uphold the spirit of our faith.” “Right.” Cyril nodded in agreement “Let us then look over the candidates?” “Candidates?” Laurence scoffed “You mean candidate. His Holiness would’ve wanted his Synod to act as one!” “Quite!” Amadeus shook his fist “We cannot be disunited by temporal sectarianism -- a distraction from the pure ideological convictions of our faith!” “So who shall we nominate as our candidate? Jorenus?” Ailred inquired. “No problem.” Amadeus nodded to that. “Uhmm, technically, yes problem.” Laurence leaned forward “Jorenus would alienate our Fidei Defensor.” “Well when I said no problem.” Amadeus swallowed “I meant: no... Problem.” “Right.” Ailred scratched the back of his head “Godvinus then?” “If we’re going for the Oren route, wouldn’t I be more qualified?” Amadeus frowned at Ailred, clasping his hands “Godvinus surely would be a better fit to manage our burials and weddings, non?” “Didn’t you get shipped off to Sutica by His Holiness?” Manfried retorted with a snort “Bold to assume you would be Oren’s pick.” “Eminences, please!” Cyril intervened “Think of the Faith! Would GOD look at us squabbling like this, and be proud of us? This is a descension into anti-confessional convictions!” “If it isn’t me, I suppose we elect Albarosa then.” Amadeus would nod to Laurence, both raising their hand. “All-” he beckoned Manfried with threatening eyes, who reluctantly raised his hand “in favour.” Cyril looked at him too, following his lead as Amadeus continued “The motion to nominate Albarosa carries-” he would pause, looking at Ailred. “What?” Ailred perked a brow, as now all Cardinals would look at him with their hands raised. “Un-” Amadeus continued, tilting his head. “Fine.” Ailred sighed, raising his hand. “Unanimously. Congratulations Cardinal Albarosa!” A crowd awaits the election of the new High Pontiff, 1802. The doors of the backroom in the Providence Cathedral were sealed by two Bishops, as the crowd stood around the empty Pontifical Throne in anticipation. The Haeseni prayed for either Alfred or Ailred, the Orenians prayed for Manfried or Amadeus and the Kaedreni for Laurence. Some eyed each other awkwardly, others loudly jested about each other’s candidate. The mixed mood outside was nothing like the inner chamber of the Conclave, where Pontifical Aide Theon Virosi read out the election results. “Albarosa Cardinalis.” The room remained silent. “Albarosa Cardinalis.” “That’s tw-” “Shh!” Amadeus interrupted Laurence, Theon looking at them with a mildly annoyed expression. “Jorenus Cardinalis.” “****.” “Shh!” “Ohh c-!” “SHH” Theon interjected, grumbling. “Albarosa Cardinalis.” A sigh could be heard from the opposite side of the room, as the rest did their best to remain silent. “Jorenus Cardinalis.” “Seriously?” “For the love of God Laurence.” “Fine.” Alfred would narrow his eyes at Laurence, shaking his head in disapproval. “Albarosa Cardinalis.” Laurence gasped, turning to Ailred who did the same. Amadeus hesitantly raised his thumbs up. "It uhh.." Theon looked up, swallowing "We seem to be missing one vote?". A sigh of frustration swept across the room, with Laurence frantically summoning a pack of cigarettes as Amadeus started to look around the room. Cardinal Cyril had already departed, had he not voted? After hours of waiting: his vote was finally retrieved, with the new fatigued clergy continuing on their business as usual. The room bursted with applause after the long overdue announcement was made: some polite and some genuine, as his comrades gathered closer to congratulate him personally. The celebration in the room was short lived however, as aides rushed to bring the new High Pontiff to the red dressing chamber. There, his entry to his life as Pontifex would be carefully curated: from outfit, to music. The Procession of His Holiness the High Pontiff Owyn III in the Providence Cathedral, 1802. Standing before the Pontifical Throne, Laurence was surrounded by the Synod of James II. Cardinal Amadeus stood closest to him, he began the prayer of Penitence: “Almighty and most merciful Creator, We have wandered and strayed from your ways Like lost sheep. We have followed too much the devices and desires Of our own hearts We have left undone those things That we ought to have done And there is no health in us But you, O’Lord, have mercy upon us sinners. Spare those who confess their faults. Restore those who are penitent, According to your promises declared to mankind In Horen our Lord, And grant, O most merciful Creator, for his sake, That we may live a disciplined, righteous and godly life, To the glory of your holy name. So say we all.” It was then that Laurence was presented to the rest of the clergy in nothing but a simple white robe, with the Synod stepping backwards to open up the view. Cardinal Amadeus continued “With the Lord Creator, our witness and guide, it has been divined that the Laurence of Kaedrin, born Laurence August Pruvia-Albarosa, has been willed to fulfill the seat of the Church Pontificate.” Amadeus cleared his throat: Albarosa Cardinalis, acceptasne electionem de te canonice factam in Summum Pontificem?” “Yes. I do so believe.” “You have been ordained in our Holy Mother Church, your household names forsaken and your life devoted in sole service to the teachings of our Creator. The vows of your past vocations remain firm; now you must make the declaration of assent.” An ancient scroll is summoned, to which Cardinal Amadeus recites “The Church of Faithful is the One, Holy and Rightful Church of the Creator , worshiping the one true God, The Creator. It professes the faith uniquely revealed in the Holy Scrolls and set forth in the Faithful creeds, which faith the Church is called upon to proclaim afresh in each generation. Led by the Holy Light, it has borne witness to Faithful truth in its historic formulates, the Articles of Faith, The Book of Saints. In the declaration you are about to make, will you affirm your loyalty to this inheritance of faith as your inspiration and guidance under God in bringing the grace and truth of Horen to this generation and making Him known to those in your care?” “I, Laurence of Kaedrin, do so affirm, and accordingly declare my belief in the faith which is revealed in the Holy Scrolls and set forth in the Faithful creeds, to which the historic formularies of the Church of the Creator bear witness; and in public prayer and administration of the sacraments, I will use only the forms of service which are authorized or allowed by the Canon.” Laurence replies. “Do you accept the Holy Scrolls as revealing all things necessary for eternal salvation through faith?” “I do so accept them.” “Will you be diligent in prayer, in reading Holy Scrolls, and in all studies that will deepen your faith and fit you to bear witness to the truth of the Word?” “By the help of GOD, I will.” "Will you lead your people in proclaiming the glorious Word of Horen, so that the good news of salvation may be heard in every place?" "By the help of God, I will." "Will you teach the doctrine of Horen as the Church of Faith has received it, will you refute error, and will you hand on the entire faith that is entrusted to you?" "By the help of God, I will." "Will you be faithful in ordaining and commissioning ministers of the Church?" "By the help of God, I will." Will you be gentle and merciful for Horen’s sake to those who are in need, and speak for those who have no other to speak for them? "By the help of God, I will." "Will you endeavor to fashion your own life and that of your household according to the way of God and make your home a place of hospitality and welcome?" "By the help of God, I will." "Will you work with your fellow servants in the Church for the sake of the kingdom of God?" "By the help of God, I will." "Will you accept the discipline of this Church, exercising authority with justice, courtesy and love, and always holding before you the example of Horen?" "By the help of God, I will." "Will you then, in the strength of the Holy Light, continually stir up the gift of God that is in you, that the good news of God may be proclaimed in all the Realm?" "By the help of God, I will." "Speak thus then the oath of the Pontificate, with the conclave and God as witness." "I vow to change nothing of the received Tradition, and nothing thereof I have found before me guarded by my God-pleasing predecessors, to encroach upon, to alter, or to permit any innovation therein; To the contrary: with glowing affection as her truly faithful student and successor, to safeguard reverently the passed-on good, with my whole strength and utmost effort; To cleanse all that is in contradiction to the canonical order, should such appear; to guard the Holy Canons and Decrees of our Saints and Pontiffs as if they were the divine ordinance of Heaven, because I am conscious of Thee, whose place I take through the Grace of God, whose Vicarship I possess with Thy support, being subject to severest accounting before Thy Divine Tribunal over all that I shall confess; I swear to God Almighty and the Favored son Horen that I will keep whatever has been revealed through Horen and His Successors and whatever the Saints and my predecessors have defined and declared. I will keep without sacrifice to itself the discipline and the rite of the Church. I will put outside the Church whoever dares to go against this oath, may it be somebody else or I. If I should undertake to act in anything of contrary sense, or should permit that it will be executed, Thou willst not be merciful to me on the dreadful Day of Divine Justice. Accordingly, without exclusion, We subject to severest excommunication anyone -- be it Ourselves or be it another -- who would dare to undertake anything new in contradiction to this constituted Tradition and the purity of the Faith and the Faithful religion, or would seek to change anything by his opposing efforts, or would agree with those who undertake such a blasphemous venture." As Laurence’s oath comes to a close, Amadeus washes the face of Laurence and anoints his forehead with scented oils. "Cleansed of worldly taint, you are reborn in the Creator's vision. Your heart blessed in the eternal compassion and truth of Horen; your soul aflame with the benevolent justice and fervor of Owyn; your body awash with the incredulous miracles and charisma of Godfrey; your mind attuned to the unworldly wisdom and vigor of Siegmund." Amadeus then garbs Laurence in the pontifical cloth, and bestows the pontifical ferula. "By this you are known to all as preserver of truths and lord spiritual." Amadeus then retrieves the radiant ring of St. Lucien, before sliding it upon the right ring finger of the anointed, and afterward, takes the pontifical mitre and rests it upon his brow. “Pontifex Maximus, quo nomine vis vocari?” Laurence looked around the room for a moment. His regnal name, a new name. He closed his eyes for a moment, looking up as he hoped for a name to enter his head. Then, a voice in his head spoke to him. He opened his eyes, whispering the name to Amadeus. Amadeus then ordered for the doors to be opened, the public steadily spreading out across the sides. He spoke loudly and with determination. "I announce to you a great joy: HABEMUS PAPAM! The Most Eminent and Most Reverend Lord, Laurence of Kaedrin, Pontifex Maximus Fidei Who takes to himself the name:" OWYN III. “HABEMUS PAPAM!” the town criers exclaimed, as Owyn III was carried on his Sedia Gestatoria. “HABEMUS PAPAM - PAPA OWYN III! PAPA OWYN III!”. White rose petals were thrown as the procession passed through the Cathedral. Some women exposing their bare chests with purple painted letters spelling ‘L A P’ were discreetly moved back into the Crowd, as others chanted “AVE CHIVAY!”. “GODANI JEST WIELKI” another would shout, as another would reply “DEUS VULT!”. The procession became louder and louder, as more people started to shout creeds into the room. Owyn III tried his best to focus, the thundering shouts thumping in his head. He managed to maintain his composure: looking serious and profound as he finally exited the Cathedral, on his way to Karosgrad. While some might’ve wept, at least today, GOD smiled. High Pontiff Owyn III on his Mare ‘Anne of Novellen' - Official Pontifical Portrait painted by Robert Foltest Helvets, 1802. Official crest of His Holiness the High Pontiff Owyn III.

Cardinal Albarosa casts his vote with a picture-perfect smile.

"A sad day for the faith," Laurence kneeled beside James II, holding his now cold hand "We have fought and reconciled, but you were truly a father that I never had to me. From a young boy until now, you have nurtured me to become who I am. Thank you, Your Holiness. May your soul find the rest it finally deserves."

"Nic o nas, bez nas." said Adrian Helvets, reading the pamphlet by the grave of his own nation's dignity.

"Can't wait to meet this Thomas, who shall be identical to his father both in intelligence and character." Says Adrian Helvets, smoking a cigarette before his grave.

"God bless the Hyspian people." Laurence smirks out of his window, looking down on the cutely dressed figurines chatting with his clergy. He would look behind him: the newly hanged blue & red Hyspian banner hanging proudly alongside that of his Albarosa. "Another branch of the Rosebush blossoms."

The Albarosan Cardinal smiled "This is a fine document: it shall be blessed with my approval."

LAURENCE’S MISSION TO HYSPIA Adelric Barclay had summoned Cardinal Laurence Albarosa & Ailred Cardinal Reinmar to mediate a dispute between the Hyspians, led by Prince Antonia de Rivera, and the Sutican government. Adelric had in the months prior, investigated the Hyspians & their way of life: finding their newfound Canonist ideals to be oppressed by their liege, and their cultural self-determination undermined by a foreign culture. The Holy Mother Church, sympathetic to all Canonists that wish to stand close to the faith, heeded Adelric’s petition to invest themselves in this ongoing issue. His Majesty the Trade King composed himself reasonably towards the Hyspians and the Papal Delegation: offering a clear and concise path forward for the Hyspians, who would not be displaced if their negotiations with their liege did not lead to a workable conclusion. These agreements are mediated and backed by the Holy Mother Church, who assumes nothing but good spirited cooperation to follow from these talks. Laurence Cardinal Albarosa will remain in Hyspia to oversee this process, and to aid these young Canonists in their growth to a proper diocese and Canonist culture. It is with great rejoice that the Holy Mother Church and the Hyspian Prince, Antonio de Rivera, can declare Adelric Barclay as the ‘Hero of Hyspia’: who, along with the Hyspian people, is grateful for the Holy Mother Church’s dedication to the preservation of Canonist interests. The people of Hyspia furthermore declare House Barclay to be a permanent friend to their people, and the Albarosan clergy their eternal shepherds that shall lead their flock to proper worship. Both the Albarosan Prince-Archbishop & the House of Barclay gained honorary citizenship to Hyspia. Ailred Cardinal Reinman, with Alderic & the Palatinate Guard, return to the Holy See to report to His Holiness on what had transpired.

MISSIVE FROM THE OFFICE OF THE CULTURAL SECRETARIAT Secretary of Home Affairs Undersecretary of Culture FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE TO THE HOUSE OF GALBRAITH, The Cultural Secretariat invites the entirety of your lineage to partake in the creation of a profile on your house, its relatives, histories & fables: and shall offer the opportunity for all to give testimonies, surrender documentation & provide anecdotes to achieve such. Employees of the Cultural Secretariat will then proceed to properly integrate all that is provided into a cohesive ‘Book of Galbraith’, which shall be used as a formal record of your cultural presence within the Holy Orenian Empire. Said Book will be updated upon request by either one of the parties involved in this process. We wish to caution that although the Cultural Secretariat does make thorough attempts to verify the records and testimonies given, it is not responsible for potential inaccuracies or legal consequences related to the publication and contents of ‘The Book of Galbraith’. Yours diligently, Adrian Othodoric Helvets Undersecretary of Culture

CELEBRATORY ART OF MARGARET & ADRIAN, 1797 TO ALL CITIZENS OF THE EMPIRE, A TIME TO REJOICE HAS COME -- The Right Honorable Adrian, Count of Rochefort, is marrying Viscountess-Dowager of Albarosa, Margaret Aurelia von Tibor, in pursuit of true love in an era of cold individuality & weakening morality. They invite you to the CATHEDRAL OF PROVIDENCE on the day of our lord, [[THIS SUNDAY 3PM EST]], to bask in a display of Oren’s finest lovebirds as they seal their union of Roses. May it be eternal and everlasting! The union shall be officiated by none other than Ailred Cardinal Reinmar @argonian. GUESTS OF HONOUR: HIM Anne I @DreamInSpace HIM Joseph II @Hunwald Archchancellor Jonah Stahl-Elendil @ Vice-Chancellor Franz Nikolai de Sarkozy @Nectorist The Solicitor-General Henrik Larson @KamikazeReaper The Secretary of Home Affairs Dmitry Orlov @BogsBinny The Secretary of Treasury Ledicort d’Azor @Da_Emperors The Director of the Secret Service Arnaud de Ruyter @Naj The Secretary of Civil Affairs Victor C. Halcourt @Lyonharted™ The Secretary of War, Peter B. d’Arkent @ErikAzog President of the House of Commons, George Galbraith @MrChenn1 Basileios Balthazar Baelius @MCVDK Farooq B. Gray @Thatpyrodude His Holiness the High Pontiff James II @VIROS Amadeus Cardinal Sutica @Caranthir_ Cyril Cardinal Ves @Publius Percival Lucien Halcourt @LithiumSedai Joseph Adler @wealthypiano Charlotte Rosamund Pruvia-Albarosa @Fanasty Robert Foltest Helvets @Proddy Wilhelmina Beatrix Helvets @marinaemily THE HOUSE OF HELVETS THE HOUSE OF PRUVIA-ALBAROSA THE HOUSE OF BARCLAY THE HOUSE OF GALBRAITH THE HOUSE OF HALCOURT THE HOUSE OF D’ARKENT & MEMBERS OF THE COMMONWEALTH CLUB

"God this woman was a chore." Adrian would breathe a sigh of relief

Adrian Helvets looked out of the window of Providence Palace, his neatly folded hands turned towards a select gathering of men. The contours of various socialites, bureaucrats, former & current celebrities of Providence pierced through the blanket of Rochefort Smoke. “Is a celebration in its place, Lord Helvets?” the young visage of Nicholas Killigrew turns to the man, his finger tapping the table in anticipation. “Not yet.” Adrian would hold his hand up, turning to the gathering “The occasion is too serious. The mandate too grand.” he would walk towards them, claiming his seat. “If you say so.” Nicholas chuckled, reaching for the Brandy in the center of the table. “Gentlemen.” Adrian reclined in his chair, fiddling with his cigarette “To architect a bombastic golden age for our culture is quite the task. I hope that I will not have to remind you that this Office, my comeback, transcends the territories of your politics and elections.” The men would nod in response. “I am counting on you, lads.” The next day, the Home Office would publish the following letter: planting it in every newspaper, on every notice board & on every bureaucrat’s desk. TO ALL CITIZENS OF THE EMPIRE, The Home Office (@BogsBinny) has given a mandate to architect a great cultural renaissance in our beloved Empire: one where all identities from which our grand mosaic consists of, are properly preserved and displayed. Whether it be the lineages of ancien regimes or first generation of commoners, your identity as much as your ancestry shall be of great relevance to the Crown. We therefore invite any able bodied, culturally minded citizen of this Empire to partake in any of the following: I). To volunteer for his House, his Ancestors or his Cultural identity to be properly recorded and registered: so that our Cultural Secretariat may commence a historical study which it will publish. II). To provide documentation for recordkeeping ((updating or creating of wiki pages)). III). To partake in any festivities, gatherings and conventions organized by the Cultural Secretariat. IV). To provide topics to the Cultural Secretariat for publication in its news publications. V). To be employed as a researcher, socialite, author or historian to aid in the duties mentioned above. If you find yourself interested, contact the Office of the Cultural Secretariat at ((Draeris#1589)) and an employee shall reach out to you post haste. Yours diligently, Adrian Othodoric Helvets Undersecretary of Culture

The Count of Rochefort sat with his legs crossed, gazing vaguely into the direction of the loud gathering of folk in the tavern. The odd windows brought only so much sunlight onto the table: where a letter & fountain pen were neatly placed. One deep sigh and reluctant sip of mead later, his pale fingers would hold his favourite fountain pen, and author what would be the first letter to his beloved. Adrian Helvets with his dog Castor Dear Charlotte, The beloved city of Providence towers above me as a wretched reminder of the depths that we have sunken to. I went to this forsaken city today to confront the usurper himself. But alas, my uncle cowered from confrontation on the matter of his familial betrayal. I find myself watched by eyes that bear a soul as barren as the farmlands of the former Curon. By God, do I despise the convenient contempt cast upon me for my name and my origins. A bunch of seedy old hags that impose their tyranny of paranoia and resentment to those that do not fit in with their ridiculously uninspiring worldview. My Rosy, how much I miss your light in this grotesque tavern. How much I regret my position, that forces you to labour for our sustainability. My son shall look at me and perceive me as a weak man: one that cannot provide for his family like my father did in that wretched Owynsburg of my uncle. I shall find a new purpose in my life and secure a future of our dear Robert. I fear that with all that he has gone through, he shall mentally not survive the cesspit of effeminate sociopaths that will dictate his future. But for as long as I remain restless and without purpose, withering as a dormant instrument in Oren’s abandoned shack: I cannot be strong in a way that our boy needs me to be. Rosy, my dear, I hope you still find understanding in my decision to pursue another career of my own. I toast and pray everyday to the quick accomplishment of my quest, and to the awaited reunion that inevitably follows. But as we do not blame our companions for bad weather, I hope you will not blame me for my predicament. We are the heirs of the most ancient of vassals: our ancestors clink champagne in the Seven Skies with the likes of Peter Chivay and Richard de Reden. We understood when we held each other's hands at the altar that our beauty as a people and as a couple can enchant as much as it can enrage: for many beneath us find themselves rootless, ordinary and purposeless: inheritors of broken legacies with gravestones that predate the death of our nation. Remind my boy of these facts. Ensure that he understands that the issues we face as a family do not stem from his parents or siblings, but from a profound lack of humanity in this modernist monstrosity of a society. I will return post haste with a purpose, employment and a fine bottle of Brandy. Keep the door open only a little bit pumpkin: for I will be right behind you, always. Enclosed you shall find a little portrait a dear friend made for me. It was one of papa's outfits. Silly, perhaps. But it serves as a nice reminder of our lives before betrayal. Place it on your nightstand, as it might scare those decrepit bureaucrats away from whatever abode you find yourself settled in. Toodles,

"Another excellent job well done, sweetheart." Adrian would smile, about to pen a letter!

"Stop the steal!" Adrian would exclaim.

"So true!" Adrian would exclaim

"God bless this Empire and its most leal subjects: The Unionists will do better, quite inevitably so." Adrian Helvets would raise his champagne glass in the Helena tavern, surrounded by his political compatriots.

"My boy, MY BOY!" he screams as the Constable tries to calm him down, tears rolling over his cheeks. Charlotte was in the corner doing Albarosan Powder: both his parents felt defeated at life.

EMERGENCY MISSIVE To His Excellency the Secretary of War of the Holy Orenian Empire, Peter Baldwin @ErikAzog To His Excellency the Lord-Marshal of Hanseti-Ruska, Manfred Barclay @Coolcod77 To His Excellency the Constable of Owynsburg, Alexander Laurence Pruvia-Albarosa @Farmer John This missive is sent with the greatest sense of urgency by the Household of Helvets and the Government of Owynsburg. A citizen of the Empire, Robert Foltest Helvets, has been kidnapped in the outskirts of Kaedrin. KIDNAPPED & MISSING ROBERT FOLTEST HELVETS AGE: 4 HAIR: BLONDE EYES: BLUE FASHION: FASHIONABLE We ask your humble assistance to locate and rescue Robert post haste, with a possible reward of a lifelong supply of Albarosan powder. Robert is not used to being alone and is in grave danger. Please, as a human and as a Canonist, aid us in recovering this innocent child. He was last seen by the shrine of St. d'Amaury in the outskirts of Owynsburg.

The editors of The Rhoswen Haaretz rejoice at the thought that their newspaper is being read in literal heaven!

[!] A bell would ring in Owynsburg, waking up the residents relatively early. The boy would raise the latest edition of the Rhoswen Haaretz, exclaiming into the town square: "Latest Haaretz Latest Haaretz! Adrian sits down with the Pontiff himself! Get your latest Haaretz here!" You, an intelligent citizen that wishes to be informed, buys a copy for only 5 Minas. As you open up it, up reads:

SURNAME: HELVETS FIRST NAME: ADRIAN ADDRESS OF RESIDENCE: COUNTY OF ROCHEFORT DATE OF BIRTH: 1765 Are you registered and eligible to vote in the Holy Orenian Empire? AYE Do you have any other title, peerage or military service that may conflict with becoming a Member of the House of Commons, as per the Edict of Reform (1763)? NAY If yes, do you understand that you will be required to resign or abdicate from this position should you be elected to the House of Commons, and if this does not occur your seat shall be considered to be vacant?: AYE ((MC NAME)): DRAERIS

"Nice name steal" says Bohemond de Leumont.

Adrian Helvets would stand behind Charlotte with a smirk, as she proudly held up the first copy of her manual to reporters of the Rhoswen Haaretz. He was proud of her diligence.