Enlightenment

"I do-a wish them well in their attempts at constitutionalizing Petra, I'm-a sure it won't be a nail biting affair at all," Emilio Varoche said, his horse trotting upon his journey back to Ves, a messenger boy catching up with him, a royal seal upon the letter, "Though it would've been nice if we had a tad more-a excitement," the Roach opened the letter, scanning it, before giving his horse a nudge towards Whitespire, "It-a seems duty still calls me."

"Peace in our time," Emilio Varoche said, drinking his Carrion Black at the peace summit, "May it last till I pass onto the Seven Skies."

"I'm quite curious as to whom granted you my fort for occupation, it certainly wasn't myself, nor the crown, though thievery and briganding is the way of the blackvale in any case." Emilio Varoche said to himself, as he wrote some random letter.

No wonder you're always angry

"What a slog it was," Emilio Varoche wiped his eyes, they desired sleep, "Such a slow lot of folk."

“We shall have justice, the courts will make it so,” Emilio Varoche said, a yawn escaping him after a very long and tiresome Garmont.

"They had a chance to vote for democracy but they lacked any sense." Emilio Varoche sighed, "They-a will rue the day."

“Renilde is a devil, no doubt of it, she shall burn,” Emilio the Roach chided, “If only we could’ve saved those poor-a victims.”

"God, if I don't agree with that, my friend." Emilio Varoche said, "Taxes are as god damned high as the seven skies."

Emilio Varoche smiled the sun's smile, his arms outstretched for the words of his King, "Words of wisdom and unity, I hope we can come to an agreement within the Garmont."

“Valfleur lives on! Paul will not be forgotten! Ave the Heartlands!” Emilio Varoche screamed into the night, towards Vallagne.

Emilio Varoche clapped King Adrian’s shoulder, “You’ve what it takes, my boy, live up to Paul’s greatness!”

Ser Steiner von Richthofen looked down from the seven skies, signing the lorraine, "Paul's dream didn't deserve to be profaned by his bratty child, the Republic shall return soon to restore liberty to all."

"Who is this?" Emilio Varoche asked the rightful King Paul, scratching his head.

"More lies from the wicked witch of the west!" Emilio Varoche exclaimed at the sight of this missive, "She simply wishes to save her skin but she shall be burned at the stake!"

Emilio Varoche looked upon the missive, it having been brought to him in his home, a smile creased upon his aged lips, "A rightful man to be King of the Petra! A man of his word and a man of unity! One whom shall bring criminals to meet justice! God bless PAUL the first! God bless Petra!"

Emilio Varoche dusted his hands off, it had been a hard day of battle and planting bushes, "These separatists will pay for their treachery! Varoche will have its due! AVE THE HEARTLANDS! AVE THE KING!"

ISSUED BY THE COUNT OF VES 23rd OF HOREN’S CALLING, 1986 IST A ROACH’S LOYALTY THE STANCE OF THE GOLDEN COUNTY OF VES My family has stood with the Kings of Aaun for nearly a century now, beginning first during the great war against the Anathema, Heinrik Sarkozic, through the Stassie Rebels and their Veletzer allies, and now in the midst of the Temeschi plotting against the very Royal House of Alstion itself. It is this treachery that concerns the House of Varoche most now, truly it baffles myself quite greatly at how the House of Temesch believes their actions are at all acceptable for any self-respecting canonist within our great and united nation. For my House and county, the most egregious act of their schemes was their murder of my family, my father and brother by none other than Renilde herself. I cannot in good conscious permit their further crimes, it is paramount that the MARNAN BRIGADE is permitted to continue it’s activity and investigation in this matter and in that I support their cause as the Count of Ves and as a true Heartlander, but my oaths of loyalty to the most high crown of the Alstions trump even such. IN NOMINE DOMINA DE VESSIA, THE RIGHT HONOURABLE, Emilio Sigismondo Varoche, the Count of Ves and Varoche, Baron of Napoliza, and Lord of Cors-Suticae

Emilio Varoche smiled the sun’s smile, the Creator’s retribution would be swift, "So the murder of my famiglia has finally been revealed, and the one behind is none other then the wicked witch Renilde herself," the Illatian shook his head at this revelation, "This woman has been a bane to Aaun and the Heartlands of Humanity itself for neigh on a century at this point, it's clear she and her brood must be excised from our great union, so that HOREN'S true children may take their place with the sun once more."

Emilio Varoche plucked a lemon from a lemon tree.

Emilio Varoche peered upon the missive, swiping a roach off of it as he did so before seeing it's vile lies in regards to his grand-nephew, a gutteral almost insectoid scream erupted from his mouth in rage, "They-a dare profane my grand-nephews name!? If-a I ever find you cowardice Bel Aurum-a, I shall-a pry thy eyes out and burn your fingers to dust-a!"

Emilio Varoche hears of the news, reading the missive, "This... this is truly the Golden Path. We all tire of the folly of cowards." the Roach uttered, as his gutted a fish from his tower.

The Wedding of Lord Demetrio Varoche and Lady Austina Temesch et Martiel ISSUED FROM THE COUNTY OF VES 12th OF SIGISMUND’S END, 1980 We, Lord Demetrio Sigismondo Varoche, heir to the County of Ves in Aaun, and Lady Austina Helane Temesch et Martiel, have found our perfect match in each other. Our journey together began through a kind introduction by the Countess-Dowager of Martiel. From the moment we met, we felt an extraordinary connection that led us to forgo the traditional courtship period and enter into a marriage filled with love and promise. We invite you to join us in celebrating our union and to share in our joy as we step into our future together. May our marriage be blessed with joy, harmony, and unending love. ITINERARY The ceremony of Demetrio and Austina shall take place within the Chapel of Our Lady of Paradisus. A prayer to Saint Juliu of Paradisus shall be intoned by all, to bless the marriage and couple so that they may live long and prosperously. Then their oaths shall be made to one another and to the Creator. Following this the party shall move from Whitespire to Ves, to begin the festivities that accompany such a grand occasion. Once arriving at the lands of Ves, the couple shall depart upon a short journey on a rowboat. The success of their journey shall show how their life as a couple will go together, though if said boat sinks or flips doesn’t necessarily mean their marriage might not be a success. Following this short journey a great and traditional Illatian feast shall begin within the palace of Canossa on the cliffs of the Lanacletti mountain range. There will be much Roach Red for the entire Heartlands to imbibe upon, and plenty of pasta, including a special dish of Timpano for all to engorge themselves with. INVITATIONS ARE SENT TO THE FOLLOWING: To the Heartlander Confederation His Royal and Apostolic Majesty, Charles II, King of Aaun, and his royal pedigree. Her Royal Majesty, Adalia I, Queen of the Petra, and her royal pedigree. His Highness, Johannes von Alstreim, Prince of Merryweather, and his noble pedigree. His Grace, Aurel von Theonus, Duke of Vohenheim, and his noble pedigree. His Grace, Siegmund von Reuss, Margrave of Velen, and his noble pedigree. The Right Honourable, Emilio Varoche, Count of Ves, and his noble pedigree. The Right Honourable, Friedrich von Augusten, Count of Hohengarten, and his noble pedigree. The Right Honourable, Atticus & Wilford Reinhold, Counts of Anairgrid, and their noble pedigree. The Right Honourable, Krzysztof Jazlowiecki, Count of Warsovia, and his noble pedigree. His Lordship, Philip Halcourt, Baron of Artois, and his noble pedigree. Her Ladyship, Katrin Stafyr, Baroness of Feldkirch, and her noble pedigree Her Ladyship, Olympe-Regina Diexmont de Rosius, Baroness of Rosius, and her noble pedigree. His Lordship, Léon Henri de Ardennes, Baron of Gotfridcher, and his noble pedigree. To the Kingdom of Balian His Royal Majesty, Alexandros II, King of Balian, and his royal pedigree. Her Royal Highness, Princess Ariadne Casimira, Baroness of Tuvia, and her royal pedigree. His Grace, Marcel Vuiller, Duke of Aquiliae, and his noble pedigree. Her Grace, Viktoria vas Ruthern, Duchess of Reutov, and her noble pedigree. The Right Honorable, Achillius d'Arkent, Count of Salia, and his noble pedigree. The Most Honorable, Tristan de Lyons, Viscount of Enderoca, and his noble pedigree. The Most Honorable, August Temesch, Viscount of San Adriano, and his noble pedigree. The Most Honorable, Viviana Vilac, Viscountess of Valio, and her noble pedigree. The Honorable, John Galbraith, Baron of Cascanova, and his noble pedigree. All citizens and allies of the Kingdom of Balian and Heartlander Confederation. To those Personally Invited by the Couple The Comital House of Varoche The Viscomital House of Temesch et Martiel The Comital House of Augusten The Honorable, Fleur Halcourt, Baroness of Campagnon, and her noble pedigree. Her Ladyship, Wilhelmina Emma Temesch, Countess-Dowager of Martiel. Her Ladyship, Dame Monika von Augusten. Her Ladyship, Feliska Sarkozic, and her noble family. OOC: Saturday, June 15, 4:30 pm EST @ Whitespire’s Chapel, Aaun. S I G N E D , His Excellency, Demetrio Sigismondo Varoche Visdomino of Adruzzo, Heir to the County of Ves. Her Ladyship, Austina Helane Temesch et Martiel.

"Addio convenanto," Emilio said, waving to it.

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