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IGN: Lasombruh Name: Baldwin 'The Fat' d'Amaury Age: 37 Gender: Male The team you’re playing for: Home Team Interests: Food, Bars, Women Extra info: Picture Attached

My parents were killed by orcs.

Sir Lothar 'The Mustang' d'Amaury!

A now aged Sir Hughes Augustus of d'Amaury sat in silence within the chapel of St. Amyas within the new holdings of Lorraine. He dwelled upon his mortality before the cross, for he, like Hadrian grew up alongside one another. It was a shock to the man, that one he admired throughout his youth might pass on to the skies so suddenly. He'd listen to his children running throughout the halls, perhaps a reminder to be grateful for what he and Hadrian shared and coveted most, succession. Lips curled inward during his prayers, for he knew Hadrian would not approve of one of his knights weeping for him and instead the man of Lorraine retained his silence alone in that quiet place of the Lord.

Live. Laugh. Love. Lorraine

Sir Hughes d'Amaury laughed alongside the Emperor Hadrian. "HurHurHur"

Sir Hughes Augustus d'Amaury sits within the forests of the Crownlands, surrounded by a group of fellow Wytcher and aspirants. The fire before them cracked and snapped in the silence of the night which they found themselves engulfed in. Hughes, a devout Cannonist and traditionalist of his virtues rubbed his hands together in prayer. A prayer, offered for that of the Emperor Hadrian I and the blessings of power which the Lord had bestowed upon his bloodline. The second, for the souls of the so called 'True Faith' which had found themselves turning into rabbi and folley few rather than priestly beings, so that they might return to the chosen faith of GOD and repent. In his heart, he knew the Emperor to be of Good Heart, though masked by his behaviors, it was truly just that one of his knights would forever more pray for the soul of his liege, despite their differing faiths. A trivial matter of spilled blood of the collared men of the True Faith troubled him not, fore the d'Amaury knew that GOD had not chosen those men to be true priests and shepherds like those of Cannonist make, though, he knew Anslem and cherished him deeply as a man, no Church blood had been spilled, or more so that of the True Church of Man, the Pontificate of Cannonism in the mind of the Knight. Hadrian had done no wrong.

"YES!" Simply cheered Sebastien's adoptive father.

Sir Hughes Augustus d'Amaury stands from his desk within the Krak, applauding to none but himself at the rise of the var Vigo within Lorraine.

Obligatory Johann +1

Hughes Augustus d'Amaury would be enjoying a fine stout beverage with Finn de Chatillion and Sebastien within the brewery located across the way from Chastel's Crossbows CCC. A smile moved over his visage as he looked to the newly opened store, and a toast was had to it's success.

"Put a carb on." Said Hughes d'Amaury.

I hate the Empire, especially Werewolf, KBR, Hughbert, Sethwolf, Milenkhov, JoanofArc, _Sug, Tide, Dwgwulf, Rain, Nectorist, Hopey, Squakhawk, Ibraheem, Sam, Sean, Smmrs, Guac, and Lasombruh. Put a carb on.

The young and gallant squire of the Order of the Red Dragon sat within the halls of the Krak. He knew his brother and he would join together to vanquish these foes should they incur the wrath of the Grand Knight and the ire of the Empire. Yet, for now, the young man prepared in quiet prayer. The Amyan crucifixions of Lorraine had been long forgotten, yet not to him.

Hughes Augustus d'Amaury would take a moment, looking about the feast hall in which he and his fellow brethren had gathered in for their morning meals. Optimism and emotions of brotherhood swelled within him watching the knights and his fellow ordermen banter and laugh with each other before the duties of the day within their keep. He knew, unification was the key to making brotherly bonds turn into bonds of blood. The order was one at last.

An ancient voidal mage, one Vassago Verilius Vesryn Vladius Vandi'ir smiles.

Well done brother get some rest.

FULL NAME: Hughes Augustus d'Amaury of Lorraine AGE: 17 PRIOR EXPERIENCE: Soldierly duties with the Imperial Guard and Golden Oak SIGNED NAME: METHOD OF CONTACT: (Discord name/Mcname) Thesugbug/_Sug

Y'all too new.... Easily Amoss the White.

A young Lothar and Hughes d’Amaury speaking with a Knight of the Spur in their early years. The young Hughes Augustus d’Amaury, had long watched his elder brother enroll his efforts into the retinue of the Imperial Guard and squireship to the Sir Carolus of the Dragon Knights. The youth knew in his heart that perhaps it was not his path to enter into martial service directly, for he wished to walk alongside the head of his family stride by stride but in a different journey, one of his own unique making. It was then, Hughes, in prayer knew that his service was to not only his Emperor, but to GOD himself. The cloth did not appeal to him, however he sought service to Her Most Holy Mother Church and the mission of the Faithful. It was then, within the lands of the Empire, he spotted a man of armour and cloth, adorned with the cross of GOD upon his cape. Something called to the boy, a whisper ever so faint within his mind, but roaring in a scream within his heart. There had been three constants within his life, his brother Lothar, their mentor and protector Launfal, and the walls of GOD which he prayed within every day. He looked then, to their family scribe and begged a message be penned to all those of the faith who would read its words. It read: Good Blessings Upon You, It has been a long and tiresome journey from home, arriving within these lands with my brothers and learning the ways of the realm. I, Hughes Augustus of d’Amaury write to any who would listen, seeking service to both the Empire and Church. It is my hope that I might fight beside men who, like me, seek to root out the evils who prey upon the innocent and reunite their souls with GOD or banish them to the hells as just punishment. To protect and shield GOD’s faithful and guide them to his embrace with a fervour so ignited within my heart by his love for us is my goal. If you find it within you to take upon one seeking a righteous and glorious path, walking in tandem with mankind and GOD, please send a missive to me so that I might learn, serve, and carry out the will of GOD, according to his will. Walk with GOD, Hughes Augustus d’Amaury

A smile overtook the younger brother of the d'Amaury, alas, he went back to his prayers for his elder brother. Perhaps one day, he too would muster the courage Lothar had. Perhaps not.

A young man, known as Damien Belcourt entered into the chapel below the keep, lighting a candle in reverence for the fallen heir.