Ankalagon_

Writes on each of the new applicant's posts "Accepted, welcome to Arbor."

~The seal of the Baron of Arbor would be engraved in wax at the bottom of the written reply~

OOC

MC Username: L0rdT0mas

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IC

Name: Aragon

Surname: Silversteed 

Title: Baron of Arbor, Lord Paramount of House Silversteed 

Liege Lord: His majesty, King Aurelius Horen of Renatus 

Gender: Male 

Date of Birth: 1632

Race: Adunian / Human

Subrace:

Culture: Arborian 

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

Height: 6 ft, 2 in.

Weight: 170 lb

Eye Color: Green

Skin Color: White

Hair Color: Brown and Black

Markings: None

PERSONAL INFORMATION

Residence: Arbor

Occupation: Baron of Arbor

CITIZEN’S OATH OF LOYALTY

I, Aragon Silversteed, hereby swear my loyalty to the King of the Crown of Renatus-Marna, and to uphold and obey the laws of the Crown as its loyal citizen. I understand the penalties and punishments that shall be incurred should I violate these laws.

Writes on each of the new applicant's posts "Accepted! Welcome to Arbor. Those who wish to undergo the trials, find a Warden, or myself to administer them for you. Those in need of housing, speak to a steward, or myself."

Aragon nods and writes back "Aye! Ser Magnus, Warden of the West, shall go in my place unfortunately, however I trust him to represent Arbor honorably and to the best of his ability." 

~The official seal of Arbor would be found indented in wax at the bottom of the letter.

((Reason for this is I will be gone briefly for a few days on a work related trip. I will be in touch with all and will be available through discord at all times. Ave Arbor, Ave Curon.))

First.

Also +1, this guy is very chill oocly. Minus the fact that Norlanders these days are considered tough, this guy knows his stuff, and should be considered. 

Aragon reads the written post. He leans back in his marble chair in the Wardens hall of Arbor. He would hear Ser Magnus's outcry "Magnus calm yourself. Esme is far from undead, we checked ourselves by cutting her arm with a golden blade with her permission. The rest of this however, Arbor shall not get involved. I swore oaths to the two former Princes to preserve the peace in Curon, so thereby it is in everyone's interest that this issue be resolved peacefully, and without the movement of armies. The rightful prince will soon be of age, so that should solve the issue, for now at least I think that slinging insults and dividing ourselves helps no one. I think calling someone ungodly, and calling someone undead who is clearly not undead, helps nothing. Let us open a dialogue between all the people, and perhaps come up with a solution to the problems ahead of us." 

Aragon Silversteed would watch from the saddle of his horse the speech. Dozens of mounted Knights of Arbor stand by him, and in front of them an entire unit of the Arbor Black Guard. The men of Arbor stand quietly, not cheering or booing. One of the Wardens of Arbor turns to Aragon from his horse, looking over his right shoulder, "my lord, what shall we do?" 

Aragon would think for a moment, never being one for rash action. He would then say, "Warden Elton, take the unit and peacefully disperse the crowd" noticing how the crowd seemed to have turned on each other, throwing apples, small rocks, among other things. "Have the people return to their homes." 

Aragon would pull the reigns of his steed, the rest of his company riding at his side, the men returning home to Arbor.

Aragon would think to himself as they ride, "another startup Barony? This is getting out of hand. Arbor had historic precedent for its creation, but this? This only fractures humanity more."

Aragon Silversteed of Arbor nods as he reads the post "about time we got this sorted and put behind us, now we can focus on the bigger picture damn it; killing Norlanders, undead, and putting the heads of bandits on spikes where they belong." Aragon then pulls on the reigns of his horse, twisting around. Behind him dozens upon dozens of Knights of Arbor await his orders on horseback, many carrying lances with flapping banners in the wind of House Silversteed, in the sun the silver hued group of knights would almost be a blinding sight to look upon. And so they rode, a second sun upon the world, to vanquish the dark.

Stamps the sign up letter with his official seal as lord of House Silversteed. "Accepted, speak to the first captain you meet within Arbor, suit up. Welcome to the Black Guard.

Writes on each of the new applicant's posts "Accepted, come to Arbor, and those joining the Black Guard legion, report for duty to the first officer you meet." He stamps both signups with the official seal of his bloodline.

please tell me this is a prank

Aragon writes on the post. "Accepted into the Black Guard. Welcome trooper."

~The Barony of Arbor~

~& House Silversteed~

I am now unbroken.

From this day, until my last, I shall not bow,

I shall not bend, I shall not break.

Henceforth I will not kneel for any man, not before any lord, or King.

Our hearts are where all truth resides,

And so I shall place my willing fist above it, in place of a bent spine.

I am now undaunted.

I shall not fear, what others fear most.

I shall not tremble, when ordinary men break ranks.

I am the light in the dark.

I am the shield endowed with honor, the protector of Arbor and its lands.

I am the sword etched with glory, the guardian of light.

I swear from this day forth to protect the innocent of all the realms of Atlas, wherever they may be.

I swear my life in the name of Arbor and House Silversteed, to protect the true bloodline of the first.

I relinquish all title or titles to be to Arbor, for either I shall hold title within its realm, or no title at all.

I am of House Silversteed,

I am of Arbor.

We are retribution.

~The oath of Arbor.

Since the Kingdom of Arbor, ordained by the Church, merged with Curon nearly 30 years ago, the realms have prospered. The alliance of nations has formed in the pursuit of lasting peace, and the Global Assembly has had unprecedented success in creating an understanding amongst the people of Atlas. Despite this, darkness still presides in this world. I Aragon Silversteed, Lord Paramount of House Silversteed; only son of Avalon Silversteed, the founder of this great house, have dedicated my life to eradicating the forces of darkness that plague all the peoples of Atlas. We the Knights of Arbor, tasked as peacekeepers of the Global Assembly, take it upon ourselves to seek out this darkness wherever it may be and destroy it. The undead, bandits, and the drakes that torment this world will be hunted and eradicated. To this end I swear my life, let God be my witness.

Those who wish to fight the darkness of this realm, may sign up here. If one wishes to join the Silver Knights of Arbor however, they must sign up and pass the trials. Only the best and the bravest can hold the honor of becoming a Knight. If one does not wish to attempt the trials, they may join the Black Guard.

~The grand charge against the undead out of Arbor, led by Avalon Silversteed and The Knights of Arbor

The Silver Knights of Arbor

~Ser Ajax, Knight of Arbor (left) blocking an attack on Avalon Silversteed (right) by Bandits and Undead. Ser Ajax saved Avalon's life this fateful day. 

The Black Guard

~History~

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Aragon reads the four above sign ups. He takes their documents and with his wax seal he stamps his sigil onto the papers then writes "Accepted! Please come to Arbor to be given a home and Arborian Citizenship documents."

Aragon then writes a specific note on Magnus Ironwood's application "We The Knights of Arbor accept your request. Come to Arbor and you shall begin the trials. If you pass you will be inducted. Good luck."

~The Duchy of Arbor~

&

House Silversteed

((coordinates to Arbor are X: 27 Y: 72 Z: 1563))

I am now unbroken.

From this day, until my last, I shall not bow,

I shall not bend, I shall not break.

Henceforth I will not kneel for any man, not before any lord, or King.

Our hearts are where all truth resides,

And so I shall place my willing fist above it, in place of a bent spine.

I am now undaunted.

I shall not fear, what others fear most.

I shall not tremble, when ordinary men break ranks.

I am the light in the dark.

I am the shield endowed with honor, the protector of Arbor and its lands.

I am the sword etched with glory, the guardian of light.

I swear from this day forth to protect the innocent of all the realms of Atlas, wherever they may be.

I swear my life in the name of Arbor and House Silversteed, to protect the true bloodline of the first.

I relinquish all title or titles to be to Arbor, for either I shall hold title within its realm, or no title at all.

I am of House Silversteed,

I am of Arbor.

We are retribution.

~The oath of Arbor.

~A poem, written by a musician of Arbor many years ago, which became popular with the Knights and has since become a common hym among the people of Arbor.

Since the Kingdom of Arbor, ordained by the Church, merged with Curon nearly 30 years ago, the realms have prospered. The alliance of nations has formed in the pursuit of lasting peace, and the Global Assembly has had unprecedented success in creating an understanding amongst the people of Atlas. Despite this, darkness still presides in this world. I Aragon Silversteed, Lord Paramount of House Silversteed; only son of Avalon Silversteed, the founder of this great house, have dedicated my life to eradicating the forces of darkness that plague all the peoples of Atlas. We the Knights of Arbor, tasked as peacekeepers of the Global Assembly, take it upon ourselves to seek out this darkness wherever it may be and destroy it. The undead, bandits, and the drakes that torment this world will be hunted and eradicated. To this end I swear my life, let God be my witness.

Those who wish to fight the darkness of this realm, may sign up here. If one wishes to join the Silver Knights of Arbor however, they must sign up and pass the trials. Only the best and the bravest can hold the honor of becoming a Knight. If one does not wish to attempt the trials, they may join the Black Guard.

~The grand charge against the undead out of Arbor, led by Avalon Silversteed and The Knights of Arbor

The Silver Knights of Arbor

~Ser Ajax, Knight of Arbor (left, with shield) blocking an attack on Avalon Silversteed (right) by Bandits and Undead. Ser Ajax saved Avalon's life this fateful day. 

The Culture of Arbor

       Arbor began many many years ago, a split off group during the decline of the Kingdom of Norland in the beginnings of Atlas. Lord Avalon Silversteed, first of the House Silversteed, left Norland with much of its population and his house after the bastard child of Javier stole the thrown from his brother the true heir to Norland, whilst his brother was sickly in bed. Fearing a decline which indeed did come, Avalon and his kin left Norland, for a better life. In the early months of Atlas they established a small town, just outside the Cloud Temple. The town grew rapidly, and eventually became a city. Amongst the massive oak trees of those fertile lands, and like a tree itself growing strong out of seemingly hopeless soil, this city was aptly named 'Arbor'. Avalon believed in honor above everything. What he saw in Norland greatly shaped his view in the world. He saw how brothers turned on each other for power. How they spat on basic principles like the freedom to think clearly, or the freedom to follow differing faiths without fear of persecution. It became his drive, his goal in life to renew a spirit of honor within this new world of Atlas. He started with a simple decree. "Gather round my kin, hear me! I dare not take much of your time, you all lead busy lives, but hear me! Never again, shall anyone bow to me! And I shall bow to none! Just the other day an old and humble farming man came to my court asking for grain. Before he even spoke a word, before he even knew my nature, he attempted to bow before me. The pain from the motion that I saw in his eyes, I shall never forget. What right, do I have, does anyone have, to ask for people to bend their pride and honor before them!? To humiliate people, in such a way, just to evoke status. No more. The heart, is from where I wish to speak. From my heart. That is where my truth resides. Where my honor comes from. And as long as it beats I shall never bend my back again, to no man, no lord, no king. And as long as I live, none shall bow to me, or any of my blood!" And so it was. From that day forth the people developed a new show of respect towards each other. Arborians became known for placing their fist over their hearts gently, in place of bowing to one another. 

       As time went by, and the Knights of Arbor were formed, the people of Arbor found it there duty to take on the roles that other cities and nations found beneath them. To aid the small and unlanded peoples that were scattered throughout Atlas. To protect these small communities from bandits, and the undead. To help them went winters were harsh. To supply them, when times were hard. The forgotten peoples of Atlas, were not forgotten by Arbor. Beside a large trade road leading to the Elves of the Dominion, and at the base of the mountain of the mighty Dwarves of Kaz'Ulra, Arbor's wealth swelled. Developing close relations because of this trade with many nations, Arborians began to develop their own culture and identity. 

Arborians above all value honor. In every interaction Honor is at play. If an Arborian goes back on their word, it is considered a disgrace, and they are often shunned by fellow Arborians for breaking a contract, or manipulating agreements. Arborians developed this sense that Honor and Humility are perhaps the most important attributes in a person, and thus teach it to each generation. Arborians are masters of the horse, and mounted combat. It is common that parents introduce their children to horses before the children can even speak. The horse is a symbol of freedom, of heart, and of loyalty. The vivid green plains and deep forests that surround Arbor are often speckled with wild stallions. As such, Arborians have developed, perhaps more than anything, the determination and willpower, of the very horses they ride. Arborians are a proud people, and there is often a struggle between to balance humility, and the natural pride within all Arborians.  
 

The Black Guard

Charter of the Arborian Government,

~History~

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you wish to pursue or put to use within Arbor?

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I will give a firm +1. Good man, been on the server long enough, and focuses on the tasks he is give. Put him in coach.

Aragon looks at the post. "Wise Ser Ajax. You do the Knights of Arbor honor." Aragon puts a fist over his heart in a silent blessing, then walks on.

I say a definite +1. Lego is super chill, and doesn't mess with people needlessly, which I have decided to be the determining factor of good staff members. Give this man a spot, and i am sure he will not disappoint.   

A Notice Is Posted Around The Realms~

    I write in acknowledgement that it is possible my time on this earth is limited. The Godless Norlanders continue to harass, even though they are repeatedly slain at my gates. The undead continue to creep closer to our lands, and Marna is yet to do anything. I have been isolated by a Norland who thinks they are powerful because they kiss the feet of Renatus, the very same who burned our homes, who killed our people in the streets. How can I follow a king who's name is not even rightfully Ruric, to bow to a nation that slaughtered our children in the streets? Jory Ash must be proud to bow to such people, for he never cared much for Norlanders anyway, which explains why so few remain in the fallen lands. Arthas and the boy who claims to be my illegitimate grandson William are no better. Arthas seems just as eager to bow to people who killed his own, makes sense I suppose since he fought on their side, not Norland's. And then there is this boy who claims to be William, but for all I know could be some puppet child created by Jory Ash. Even if this is the real William, it matters not. Only direct bloodline may poses the Silversteed Name, or those I personally give the name to. I gave the name to Atturi, then I took it away from him, for he had made his choice to stay with Norland but at least he was upfront about it. I took his name, and like a real man Atturi accepted this fate, and realized his time as a Silversteed had come to an end. He did not play coy, he accepted the consequences of his choice with honor. Atturi is more of a man than William could ever hope to be. But if this boy really is William, then he should remind himself that he is the son of an adopted son Ethan, who I personally legitimized. But, because William only wants power to be handed to him on a silver spoon, I had to make the horrible decision of stripping Ethan and William of their name Silversteed. William has no right to hold the name, for I have the only right to strip it from him. Even if I should die, once a name is stripped it cannot return unless granted by one of the direct bloodline. William can go make his own house if he so badly desires power. And finally to you Jory Ash, if you do by chance end up reading this, I hope you forever know that you shall be remembered by all the world as the Boy who Bent. You will go down in history as the the boy who claimed to be king, and then bent the knee to the people who slaughtered ours. And you call me oathbreaker. At least I have the balls to spit on Renatus, for I, and all Arborians, would rather die a thousand deaths than destroy all that we stand for. And you call me oathbreaker.

~Below is my last will and testament should I die any form of death.~

I hereby strip all Silversteed's of their name except for myself and my dearest Angelica Silversteed, for she as well as I hold the future of this house together.

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I proclaim that Angelica Silversteed, other than myself, is the only other current Silversteed who has the right to name new Silversteeds. No Silversteed, real or legitimate, shall hold this power. Should Jory Ash, who claims himself a Ruric by self legitimization, claim that what I say is void because he calls me a traitor, then he shall be completely undermining a system established by Norland and other human groups for centuries. The founder of a House, or it's current leader, has the right to legitimize or strip people of their name. Should the supposed Leader and the Founder be separate entities, than the Founder's word is final. If this is not true, than it is not possible for Jory to be a Ruric, as he legitimized himself on the basis that he is the acting leader of House Ruric, and the founder is long dead. 

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All my possessions shall go to Angelica Silversteed, and whomever she names to receive as well. 

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The Land's formally held by the Kingdom of Arbor, a nation under God recognized by those who wear the Lorraine Cross and the Pope himself, are to go back to being free territory. To hell with you Dominion, despite peaceful talks with you, you also bowed to the pressures of Renatus. A sad thing really, the Dominion used to be something people actually respected, my how far your people have fallen. At least try to hold some dignity. 

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I hereby release any vow made to me or my family made by a citizen of Arbor. I wish you all the best of luck in your travels, may honor continue to light your way. 

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Any heir to House Silversteed, should there be one at all, will be named by Angelica Silversteed. If such an heir will ever exist, they shall be the Lord or Lady paramount of the house upon their birth, guided by those loyal to my name. They shall also be heir to the will and people of Arbor, should our people reform.

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Those who have been Knighted by me, you know who ye are. You shall retain your Knightship, under God. I hope that ye shall make me proud, for you are the last Knights of Arbor.

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Signed~

            Avalon Silversteed. Knight of the Realm, Lord Paramount of House Silversteed, first Captain of Silver, Lord of Silverholt, King of Arbor and Protector of the Arborian People. 

Avalon Silversteed nods to himself. He then looks over to Eskel, "well done Lord Faith, well done."

Jory Ash,

I Avalon Silversteed, Lord of House Silversteed, challenge you to a fight to the death. Plate Armor which shall come from a neutral source and shall be identical in make. Each will be provided with a Long sword, crafted in the same place as the armor. No Magic shall be permitted within the Arena, and the Arena shall be of flat stone. No tricks, no gimics, no cheats. I challenge you in front of Gods and Men. The All Father will deem the victor worthy of his blessing, and therefore, no champion may be called in your place. If I Avalon Silversteed, win this duel, House Ruric, and the people of Norland shall swear an oath to nae strike against Arbor ever again. If Jory Ash, you win, upon my death I decree that House Silversteed will disband. Arbor will dissolve entirely, and the people of Arbor shall scatter to the winds. I ask Arthas Ruric to watch this duel, and keep the peace no matter the victor, for it is the All Father that shall decide. If the All Father truly is by your side, then you shall face me. If you are half the man you say you are, then you shall fight me. 

((This is an RP duel, to be watched over in its entirety by a GM to ensure as realistic a duel as possible. No PVP at any point will be allowed in the duel. This duel is a duel to the death of character, meaning a Perma Kill duel of whoever looses. No alt characters are allowed, and any use of poison, magic, or anything other than a sword or hand to kill shall be allowed. In addition, if rules wish to be changed regarding the structure of the duel, inform me.)) 

A New Post Goes Up, Next To The Old Two.

Jory Ash,

I Avalon Silversteed, Lord of House Silversteed, challenge you to a fight to the death. Plate Armor which shall come from a neutral source and shall be identical in make. Each will be provided with a Long sword, crafted in the same place as the armor. No Magic shall be permitted within the Arena, and the Arena shall be of flat stone. No tricks, no gimics, no cheats. I challenge you in front of Gods and Men. The All Father will deem the victor worthy of his blessing, and therefore, no champion may be called in your place. If I Avalon Silversteed, win this duel, House Ruric, and the people of Norland shall swear an oath to nae strike against Arbor ever again. If Jory Ash, you win, upon my death I decree that House Silversteed will disband. Arbor will dissolve entirely, and the people of Arbor shall scatter to the winds. I ask Arthas Ruric to watch this duel, and keep the peace no matter the victor, for it is the All Father that shall decide. If the All Father truly is by your side, then you shall face me. If you are half the man you say you are, then you shall fight me. 

((This is an RP duel, to be watched over in its entirety by a GM to ensure as realistic a duel as possible. No PVP at any point will be allowed in the duel. This duel is a duel to the death of character, meaning a Perma Kill duel of whoever looses. No alt characters are allowed, and any use of poison, magic, or anything other than a sword or hand to kill shall be allowed. In addition, if rules wish to be changed regarding the structure of the duel, inform me.)) 

A New Post Covers The Old, A Dagger Having Stabbed This Paper Into The Tree.

How dare you. How dare you say what kind of oath I took in the name of my family. I swore an Oath only to Thomas Ruric, a man, not his bloody family. I swore an oath to Javier Ruric, a man, not his bloody family. I call upon Javier Ruric to clarify that my words ring true, for I am no oathbreaker. And who are you, Jory ASH, a bastard boy, to call me oathbreaker? Did you not swear an oath to Javier Ruric, both in words and in blood, and then betray that oath when you took the throne from Jevan Ruric? Javier named Jevan the rightful heir of Norland. Those where his words, we all heard them. No moot has strength above the words of the sitting king, especially not when the people support that king en mass. I call upon Jevan Ruric, to come to his senses and realize what madness Jory brings. Who legitimized Jory? Certainly it was not Jevan, nor was it Arthas, for only the ruling Ruric has such a power. Jory I told you time and time again, I will fight beside Norland. But agree to the bending of the knee, I do not. I will die before I server Jory Ash, the Boy who Bent. All you seek is to impose a tyrannical rule upon a free people. How Norland has fallen so low, that Jory is willing to kill other Niorlanders, other All Father followers, in order to prove how strong they are under Renatus. If you want a fight so bad, a fight you will get. Have at thee, Jory, the Bastard Boy who Bent.

I swore only an oath to Javier Ruric, not to Norland, nor to all of House Ruric, read more closely next time.

I, Avalon Silversteed, Lord of House Silversteed, by the power vested in me by Javier Ruric, the man I swore my life and house to, I hereby issue the following decree.

To begin I shall start with the stripping of title and name. As Lord of House Silversteed under Javier Ruric, I hereby revoke the name Silversteed from my grandson William. I revoke his right to title, to land, to holding and to my armies. I revoke his title both in pen and by blood, and from this day till his last, he is no longer my grandson, nor related to me. In addition, William was never a legitimate grandson of mine. William is the son of Ethan Silversteed, who was a lad I adopted long ago and gave to the title of Silversteed. I therefore by every right, strip William of the family name Silversteed, and state that he shall never hold it again.

I also strip my adopted cousin, Atturi, of the name Silversteed. He is related to none of my line, nor is he related to me directly. He was gifted the title Silversteed and I adopted him into the family as a cousin. Therefore, I hold my right to strip him of his name, the same as I do to William. I take this action not out of spite, but out of security. My family, my people, they are what keep me going, and I shall not jeopardize them for anything. 

As I write this decree I still serve the lord Javier Ruric, as I shall do until he relinquishes me from my oath. It has been the tradition of my house and my name, a tradition set by Thomas Ruric himself, that I not swear allegiance to Norland as a whole, but that I renew my oath to each new king of Norland should they be a true Ruric. Times have changed, and with the upheaval of the kingdom, I cannot bring myself to renew my oath to neither Jory Ash nor Jevan Ruric. Neither are ready to rule, and from what I have seen, both are eager to bend the knee to Renatus, a decision which I cannot support. Norland earned it's freedom and stood as a beacon of liberty. It was known as the heart of the free peoples. Who are we if we are not free?

Finally, I take my last action as a Norlander. I, Avalon Silversteed, hereby release all title, and all claim to land or keep, that I ever held or am owed under the Kingdom of Norland. I relinquish my citizenship as a Norlander. I shall not set foot in Norland unless a peaceful need arise, or his majesty Javier Ruric summon me. I shall honor the only oath I took, the oath to serve Javier Ruric directly, not his kin, not his family. When I was knighted I yet again swore only one oath, to Javier Ruric, and none else. I pray the All Father Javier's time does not end swiftly, for it shall be a black day indeed when his skin becomes cold to the touch. Long live Javier Ruric, the unbroken.

To the people of Norland. Many of you have already made your choice. Many of you have chosen not to bend the knee, some of you have chosen to stay. To those who stay I wish you the best of luck, and no ill will. I have fought beside each and every one of you, and therefore can only wish the best for you all. However, heed my warning. Any who attempt to harm those who have chosen to follow me, will be cut down. Any who so much as breath foul intent against my people, shall have their heads separated from their miserable shoulders. I am bound by no oath to not harm anyone, except for his majesty Javier, and therefore I shall not hesitate to deal fatal blows. Myself and my kin shall live out in peace, and I look forward to open diplomacy between us all, and I pray the All Father guides Norland out of it's time of darkness.

Signed,

    Avalon Silversteed, Lord Paramount of House Silversteed