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⬰♮⇴ WAR GAMES OF THE DEPTHS ⬰♮⇴ სიღრმეთა სისხლის თამაშები IN OUR DAYS OF THE UNDERDARK, the word pastime was often used to describe endeavors deemed worthwhile by the Great Mother. Such means of bloodshed were viewed as exhibitions of chosen vigor and strength. Those brave enough to toil amongst the sands of the great arenas would partake in displays of prowess, whether fighting beasts or one another beneath the gaze of the masses. And so, let us now hearken upon this new day and remember such revelries by partaking in them anew. Though so be it that we extend a hand unto those of the surface, so that they too may participate amongst the bloodshed. Let them, or any who would dare, showcase what they may have to offer. The wargames shall take place within the arena of the Viridian Enclave. ─────⬰♮⇴───── THE WAR GAMES ომის თამაშები At the end of the year there shall be held a succession of war games, open unto all, and the betting floor likewise so. ─────⬰♮⇴───── I. THE JOUST მხედართა შერკინება The first game shall be one of finesse upon horseback, wherein opponents shall go against one another in joust until eventually a victor is declared. II. THE SANDS ქვიშათა განსაცდელი The second war game shall be amidst the sands against one another. No arms. No armor. Only simple fisticuffs and combat to determine who stands victorious above the fallen. III. THE SPAWN HUNT ბნელ ნაშიერთა ნადირობა The third shall stand as a show of team effort against foul spawn captured by our own hunters and wardens. Together shall they fight against such horrors in pursuit of triumph. ─────⬰♮⇴───── OOC

⬰♮⇴ HOMECOMING ⬰♮⇴ გ ა ნ კ ვ ე თ ი ლ ი SO IT BEGAN UPON THE PROMISE OF ONE DRUID TO ANOTHER: THAT SEVERAL HUNDRED, INDENTURED TO THOSE OF THE MORI’QUESSIR ENCLAVE, VENTURED TO THE BASE OF THE VIRIDIAN MOUNTAIN, WHERE PICKAXE MET STONE. THE CACOPHONY OF SEVERAL HUNDRED RANG AS ONE, DAY IN AND DAY OUT, WELL INTO THE NIGHT. FOR THEIR SONG WOULD ONLY EVER BE DULLED WHEN THE TREACHERY OF THE UNDERDARK WAS UNEARTHED. ⬰♮⇴ Kith of the depths. Kith of the throne. სიღრმეების კითი. ტახტის კითი. ⬰♮⇴ To all those children of the Eternal Mother who arise to the surface of the Sun: Word carries through stone and silence alike, for beneath the mountains of the Viridian; the depths themselves groan with ancient memory as the first veins of passage are carved. There, within the cradle of the earth, a stronghold shall rise. Thus we call you to the lands of the Viridian Enclave, to gather beneath a singular cause that binds root, stone and spirit alike. For we are chosen, and as the tunnels deepen with each passing cycle, our efforts shall be deliberate and unified, free of scattered purpose or fleeting ambition. Instead, let this work stand as a convergence. For what better purpose is there than to endure as a common people, brought together as clans of all four, standing resolute in a keep of our own making? To share in labor, vision, and resolve forged through trials long endured beneath the Sun. Through this unity, we build not only passage for our kin, but a future. No longer shall we wander the wretched surface with ambitions left to wither. Instead, we shall move as intended by the Eternal Mother’s design, in the heart of the Underdark while still enduring the severities of the surface. Let us come to know one another, and those beyond, far better than we ever did in Helviiryn. ⬰♮⇴

ON THIS SUN'S SMILE OF 2069 [ Music ] “ᴡʜᴏʟ ɪ'ɪʟʜᴀʀ, ᴠᴇʟ'ᴜss ʙᴀʟʙᴀᴜᴇ ᴜᴅᴏssᴀ ᴀᴘʜʏᴏɴ, ᴠᴇʟ'ᴜss ᴍᴀᴜɴᴇᴄʜ ᴜᴅᴏssᴀ xᴜɪʟ ᴅʀᴏ, ᴡʜᴏʟ ɪʟᴛᴀ ᴢᴀɪ'ᴛʜ, ᴡʜᴏʟ ɪʟᴛᴀ ɪʙ'ᴀʜᴀʟɪɪ” As the Mori’Quessir emerge upon the continent of Azuras under charge of the Queen of the Underdark, they enter a land far removed from their dominion. Beneath an unfamiliar sky, and across wilden territories, the CHILDREN OF THE MOTHER find themselves once more thrust upon the edge of history. Olden foes stir in quiet fury, in remembrance of grievances past, their tendrilous shadows lingering still upon the surface. Yet among these dangers arise opportunities, no less great, as budding alliances and unclaimed knowledge promise the chance of renewal and strength. This undertaking would not endure without unity, nor can unity be maintained without order, and thus, among those of the Mori’Quessir who travelled to Azuras, the mantle of the ILHARES has emerged, to guide the collective will of the ENCLAVE, which gathers all the Mori’Quessir on the surface. Under the ILHARES’ guidance, with the aid of her council, the OBOK TALTHALRA, and the wise counsel of the SENGEREN, the enclave stands as the bastion for all those of the Underdark who now dwell on the surface. Under its bounds, HELVIIRYN’s legacy endures, its scattered clans united under a single structure of government, bound by a common purpose, sanctuary and discipline. The traditions, institutions and hierarchies that govern the realms beneath the deep earth are preserved and adapted, so that the Mori’Quessir may endure upon this unfamiliar soil without forsaking the identity that defines their very existence. The hierarchy writ herein defines those offices, their duties and powers granted by which the Mori’Quessir shall govern themselves in Azuras. Through these institutions the MOTHER’S WILL may be carried out as one, united, deliberate, unbroken voice. The Ilhares [Matriarch] rules over the enclave. Her word is law, and she mothers over the entire Mori’Quessir within Azuras. The Ilhares of the Mori’Quessir is charged with overseeing the internal harmony of the collective. She serves as the principal steward of the GREAT MOTHER’S WILL, ensuring that the direction of the enclave remains aligned with its sacred and cultural foundations. As the symbolic head of the enclave, the Ilhares presides over matters concerning the collective body of the Mori’Quessir, all clans considered, ensuring that its institutions act with shared purpose and continuity. In most circumstances, the Ilhares is elected to her position by the Obok Talthalra. In rarer or exceptional situations, the mantle may instead pass through succession or assumption of duty in order to preserve the stability of the enclave. The position of Ilhares may only be held by a female Mori’Quessir. The Ilhares bears far-reaching responsibilities that broadly encompass: ADMINISTRATIVE OVERSIGHT She is to ensure that all civic systems and institutions function in accordance with the decisions of the Obok Talthalra and remain aligned with the WILL OF THE GREAT MOTHER. The Ilhares is responsible for overseeing the coordination and proper functioning of these institutions, thereby granting her the authority to intervene should order or cohesion falter. She shall also oversee the processes by which members of the Obok Talthalra are appointed, confirmed, or removed from their duties. CIVIC ORDER While the Obok Talthalra retains its authority in governance, the Ilhares serves as the final arbiter of law within the enclave, ensuring that its statues, customs, and established procedures are upheld. In this capacity, she presides over matters of interpretation and judgment when disputes arise concerning the application of law or tradition. CLAN MEDIATION The Ilhares serves as the principal mediator among the clans of the enclave. As is her duty to preserve unity through the Mori’Quessir collective. In this role, she is called upon to resolve disputes between the clans or those notable figures who threaten the harmony of the enclave. SOVEREIGN REPRESENTATION As the sovereign head of the enclave, the Ilhares serves as its highest representative in matters of the state beyond the enclave’s orders. She presides over its most significant alliances, treaties, and diplomatic engagements. The Obok Talthalra [High Council] presides over matters in the name of the Ilhares, as its main executive body by which their will is carried out. The Obok Talthalra are appointed to their position by decree of the Ilhares. In certain circumstances however, the Ilhares may instead call for an election to determine the holder of the position rather than issuing a direct appointment. While each member of the Obok Talthalra maintains authority within their respective domains, all positions remain ultimately subordinate to the guidance and oversight of the Ilhares. In fulfilling their duties, they shall act in cooperation with one another to ensure the unified execution of their collective responsibilities. Thus, disputes among the Obok Talthalra are to be resolved through council deliberation, or when necessary, by the judgement of the Ilhares herself. Each member represents a pillar of enclave society, and addresses its inherent necessities: The Obok Yathrin [High Priestess] of the Mori'Quessir holds a position of immense power, second only to the Ilhares. The councilperson bearing this title is the ultimate spiritual and political leader of the enclave, responsible for interpreting the WILL OF THE GREAT MOTHER. The Obok Yathrin must maintain herself as the living voice of the temple, guiding doctrine and sanctity. It is her duty to oversee all rites, both practical and gifted. The position of Obok Yathrin may only be held by a female Mori’Quessir. The duties of Obok Yathrin are extensive and permeate all aspects of enclave society: FAITH They lead all temple rites, sacrifices, and ceremonies. Their pronouncements define religious law and morality, and disobedience is often met with swift, divine, or divinely-mandated, retribution. HEALING AND CENSURE While they oversee all clinic and healing-related practices. The temple determines who lives and who is allowed to succumb to injury or illness. Furthermore, the temple is responsible for administering poisons, curses, and spiritual censure. The Obok Elzaren [High Mage] is charged with all sciences within the enclave, its distribution, and the proper procedure to learn and archive these wisdoms. The councilperson charged with the rank ensures that the scientific knowledge that comes into the enclave is properly recorded, and ensures that this knowledge remains highly guarded for the better safety of the Mori’Quessir. The Obok Elzaren must also seek out artifacts, and coordinate the search for any ancient heirlooms that may be discovered. The position of Obok Elzaren may be held by either a female or male Mori’Quessir. The duties of a Obok Elzaren include the following, among some unwritten: LOREKEEPING They will record all wisdom of significance that comes into the hands of the Mori’Quessir, and will archive it for future generations. They hold judgement on what is wisdom of significance and what is not, and hold authority over the sciences taught and learnt within the enclave. HEIRLOOM SEEKING The Obok Elzaren should seek out heirlooms and treasures lost to the Mori’Quessir that may be found within the continent, and organize journeys alongside the other councillors to discover and secure them. The Obok A’ni [High General] oversees all military operations within the enclave and is responsible for organizing, raising, and managing its armed forces. The councilperson charged with this title ensures the readiness of the people and the training of adept soldiers in martial skills, as well as delegating positions within the military to ensure proper coordination between citizens, the military personnel and command. The position of Obok A’ni may be held by either a female or male Mori’Quessir. The duties of Obok A’ni are extensive, highly focused on ensuring that the following remains true: LAW AND ORDER The Obok A’ni is the one charged to upkeep the law by the tribune, and ensure their will is executed in an effective way. They may pronounce judgement on matters, and resolve disputes among citizens, as well as allocate the military resources where needed. MARTIAL DISCIPLINE In order to ensure the readiness of the Mori’Quessir and guarantee the defense against possible threats, the Obok A’ni must pass down all martial skills, and make sure that all who wish to defend are up to skill, and properly equipped. The Obok Belbau [High Distributor] is responsible for overseeing the enclave’s financial and material assets. They manage the levying of coin and resources, and supervise the administration and distribution of territory. It is their role to account for all resources in accordance with the enclave’s needs and priorities. Thus they work closely with the other councilpersons to gauge need. The position of Obok Belbau may be held by either a female or male Mori’Quessir. The duties of Obok Belbau include the management and oversight of: COIN AND RESOURCES They are responsible for managing the levying of coin and resources throughout the enclave. By manner of overseeing the administering and distribution of taxes, as well as the collection and allocation of resources. LAND AND INFRASTRUCTURE They will oversee land management within the enclave, ensuring the proper distribution of housing. In addition to the responsible use of lands such as farms and mines. As well as the long-term sustainability and development of territory. The Obok Ontaress [High Negotiator] is responsible for overseeing all diplomatic efforts within the enclave, and ensuring the high command’s will reaches the allies of the Mori’Quessir that lay outside the enclave’s domain. The Obok Ontaress will be the one responsible for signing pacts and deals between the Enclave and outside parties, and will keep record of said writs. The position of Obok Ontaress may be held by either a female or male Mori’Quessir. The duties of Obok Ontaress include the following, among others unwritten: DIPLOMATIC PACTS They must oversee all negotiations pertaining to alliances, trade agreements, and non-aggression pacts. Ensuring that all existing agreements between the enclave and outside parties are kept current and properly honored. INFORMATION They must oversee the management of worldly intelligence, including major events beyond the enclave and the maintenance of accurate records regarding reputable leaders and the extent of their power. The Sengeren [Tribunes] are those Mori’Quessir of great renown that enjoy the right to offer counsel to the Ilhares and Obok Talthalra. The Sengreren stand as a body composed of former Ilhares, or Great Leaders. As established through the body of the Great Xalythi Tribune in the first year following the enclave’s surfacing by decree of Felyndiira Mierillis. These individuals retain their influence within enclave society. In this capacity, they serve as the Sengeren, an advisory body to both the Obok Talthalra and the Ilhares. Offering counsel drawn from experience, known tradition, and their service to the Mori’Quessir collective. The Sengeren do not exercise any direct authority over the governance of the enclave and therefore hold no formal power within the decision-making processes of the Obok Talthalra. Instead, they exist to provide guidance and perspective when called upon by the Ilhares or Obok Talthalra, to support deliberations of the enclave’s leadership without superseding its authority. Or in the event, that further deliberation is required of law or action. CREDITS PeachLova | Writing, Formatting Chaotikal | Writing, Formatting Elahicol | Consultation Pallodium | Consultation

“I wish we could have grown old together.” The apothecary had first assumed it was a discrepancy in the stock, only to realize it had been nothing more than the product of his own carelessness. Then again, he was the fool who had always known she was the apricity he had come to cherish too late. Like a winter day, her warmth. taken when it was, had only ever been temporary. And like the quickness of it, she was bound to fall with the horizon, lost to the darkness for him to find. “My heart was only ever for you. And cruel as you were, you had always known it.” He had not realized how lonely the world was. There, curled up on the apothecary floor, surrounded by everything else he had been taking for granted. There were no more tears. They had spent some time ago. When? He had failed to count or realize. “I suppose now that you know, you’ll have to show me the way to heaven, else I wouldn’t know how.”

FAMILY THROUGH FIRE. ISSUED BY THE 𝕶𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖓 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕮𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖚𝖆𝖗𝖉 ✧⥼─────────────────────⥽ 𓄿 ⥼─────────────────────⥽✧ O’ GUD, VOR HJELP I GYNE ERE, Since I was but a girl, I have served this house with honor and unwavering dedication. As from the days of my youth, I could only ever dream of achieving feats worthy of my forebears. And so through the years, I have borne witness to countless battles across the realm, and in each, I fought with every ounce of fervor granted to me by God. I stood beside those I call beloved kin, brothers and sisters in arms, whom I shall never forget. For them, I offer prayers each night, and shall continue to do so until my final breath. It is, in a way, a farewell. Here, I bring to a close a chapter that spans decades of service to my beloved march, my people, whom I have striven to honor since the fall of the Kingdom of Haenseti-Ruska. I endured, as we all did, through the endless battle against the accursed kin of the shadows. But I am no longer the brazen Dame of the old Kingdom. I am worn. And because of this, I can no longer fulfill the duty I once carried with pride. So I shall step down from my place as Kapten. In my place I call my dear brother, the honorable Caspian Beowulf III. For he has fought by my side as Kossar. And now, he shall continue my efforts anew, in his rightful place as Kapten. To those who saw worth in me, Acelia and Caliope, may you both continue to lead our people with unyielding love and strength. To my mentor, and to he who I shall always see as my Knight, Joakim. May your path never stray from the light. To the new faces of the coming generation, Severin and Varrick. Listen well to your elders and lead as they once did: with honor, and with grace. And to my father, Davyd. Know that I will always love you. Until next we meet. And remember, pain is temporary, and remembrance eternal. ✧⥼─────────────────────⥽ 𓄿 ⥼─────────────────────⥽✧ SKRALI VOR GUD, Kapten of the Carrenguard, Dame Teodora Colborn The Black Dahlia, Protector of the Scyflings

ISSUED BY ℌ𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝔳𝔞𝔫 𝔏𝔢𝔲𝔳𝔢𝔫 Scelera non nostrorum. ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ ✶ ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥 𝔬𝔣 ℭ𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔞𝔫 𝔳𝔞𝔫 𝔏𝔢𝔲𝔳𝔢𝔫 AND HIS FINAL WILL AND TESTAMENT ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ ✶ ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ With great sorrow, HAUS VAN LEUVEN shares the news of Cardan Matteo Barbier van Leuven’s passing. He, who was cruelly taken by creatures of shadow, met an unjust end, his body left upon the steps of the Leuven estate as a grim warning to Karoslund of the darkness that still lingers. Yet even in death, Cardan van Leuven is remembered for his years of loyal service to the Haeseni Crown. Both within its royal courts and the office of the Emissar. Though not without his faults, he was a cherished member of the Leuven family: a devoted brother, a loving father, and a beloved husband, whose laughter and unwavering spirit brought light to those closest to him. Let it be known that his last will and testament will be made available for public perusal, particularly for those named, so that they may bear witness to the wishes of the departed and receive what is rightfully bestowed to them. ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ ✶ ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ ARTICLE I: DECLARATIONS I, Cardan Matteo Barbier van Leuven, declare this to be my Last Will and Testament. I declare that I am of an age of reason and of sound mind and judgement. As by this decree, I henceforth render null and void all preceding testaments and codicils that have borne my name and seal. ARTICLE II: SPECIFIC BEQUEATHALS To my beloved eldest living daughter, Louna Marie van Leuven, matriarch of the van Leuven line, I do hereby bequeath the following: the master records of my complete musical works, the full treasury of my musical instruments, a velvet box marked with my personal crest, and a letter written by my hand. To my beloved second eldest living daughter, Anaïs Nataliya van Leuven, I do hereby bequeath the following: the full treasury of collected painted works, a diamond necklace, a bear fur pelt encrusted with diamonds, and a letter written by my hand. To my beloved third eldest living daughter, Sasha Solène Barbier van Leuven, I do hereby bequeath the following: a necklace of pearls once belonging to Solène Barbier, my former wedding ring to Yvaine van Leuven, a wooden box, and a letter written by my hand. To my beloved son, Reinhard Clement Weiss, I do hereby bequeath the following: a silver necklace, and a single letter, written by my hand. To my dear Yelizaveta Mahaut, I do hereby bequeath the following: a wardrobe of dresses once belonging to my daughter Rosamelia, and a modest trove of jewelry. To my dear grandson, Vincenzo Matteo van Leuven, I do hereby bequeath the following: the remnants of my personal greenery. To my former wife, Yvaine Conradrine van Leuven, I do hereby bequeath the following: my mother Solène Barbier’s lute, the very one I once accused you of breaking, and a single letter, written by my hand. To Dima Milena Kovachev, I do hereby bequeath the following: a trio of reindeer, descendants of the last surviving herd from the Matteo-Teodora Wildlife Observatory, and a letter written by my hand. To my former ward, Mikhaila Colborn, I do hereby bequeath the following: a leather-bound book, a golden key, and a letter written by my hand. To my dear brother, Sigmar Rhys Ruthern, I do hereby bequeath the following: my personal daemon-steel dagger, and a letter written by my hand. To my dear sister, Mahaut Marie van Leuven, I do hereby bequeath the following: a dozen potted grapevines, remnants of my experiments in Furentaliz in the pursuit of winemaking. To my dear son-in-law, Matteo van Leuven, I do hereby bequeath the following: my entire personal wardrobe, along with the remainder of my personal collection of jewelry. To Joakim Colborn, I do hereby bequeath the following: a single scroll. To my dearest friend, Davyd Colborn, I do hereby bequeath the following: a silver ring. To Karl Weiss, I do hereby bequeath the following: a silver bracelet. To Her Highness, Princess Oliviya Lorina Barbonav-Bihar, I do hereby bequeath the following: a hutch of four peacock eggs. ARTICLE III: THE REMAINDER OF ESTATE To my eldest living daughter, Louna Marie van Leuven, matriarch of the van Leuven line. You shall receive: the wholly owned holding known as Elysian Tailors, to be placed henceforth under the portfolio of Leuven Luxury Wares, along with all its associated revenue, and commercial holdings. In addition to a sum of one thousand and five hundred minas per annum, for a term of fifteen years. To my second eldest living daughter, Anaïs Nataliya van Leuven. You shall receive: a sum of two hundred and fifty minas per annum, for a term of ten years. To my third eldest living daughter, Sasha Solène Barbier van Leuven. You shall receive: the wholly owned holding known as Doe and Stag Farms, along with all its associated revenue, and commercial holdings. In addition to a sum of two thousand minas. ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ ✶ ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ 𝔖𝔦𝔤𝔫𝔢𝔡, Forever Yours, Cardan Matteo van Leuven 𝔒𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔟𝔶, Louna Marie van Leuvem

[!] For all of Karosland to see, a missive is pinned to the village board. Visible to everyone within its walls and to every traveler passing through. ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ --- ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ To the self-proclaimed herald, whose "blessings" reek of nothing but cowardice, You write of self-importance, yet it is you who scrawls hollow words. You speak of "Oathbreakers" to me. And claim yourself one of virtue? Of which is a concept I wager a child like yourself, scrabbling for a mere mirror of power, could never grasp. We forsook nothing; we sacrificed for the betterment of our future. You are the little worm, daring to peek its head from the dirt, living in constant fear that the crow will pluck you up and feed you to its kin as a stark reminder to you, of your utter insignificance. The spirit of the Haenseti, you claim, is dead? Look closer, fool. It burns brighter than ever in the hearts of those who endured, adapted, and refused to break. It lives in every soul who chose the hard path of survival in Karoslund over the easy grave your "forefathers" were digging. And now, after unleashing your indiscriminate plagues upon my people, you dare to demand a sacrifice. My own child. As a recompense? You dare ask this? Let me clarify: To threaten my own is to place yourself entirely at my mercy. You will not have them. For I will find you, and I will hunt you. You will be found whether you hide behind your pestilence or skulk within your armies. And there is not a single thing you can do to prevent it. But do not mistake me. When I stand before you, I will grant you a kindness you have not shown my child, a mercy you deny every innocent soul your plagues have touched. So prepare yourself. The hunt has begun. ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ --- ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ Yours, 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕮𝖗𝖚𝖊𝖑 𝕻𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊

Then came the crack of Yvaine van Leuven’s fist against the nose of the mousy bard. The blow sent him stumbling back a few paces, blood rushing from his nose to stain the worn fabric of his tunic and the battered floors of the Tarcher. Yet, for all the sting the strike should have summoned in him, the orphaned Cardan could only laugh. He laughed as he looked upon the girlish fury written across Adelina van Leuven’s face. The flush rose in her cheeks as she struggled to process his earlier jests at her and her cousin’s expense. And for all the curses Adelina and Yvaine hurled at the bard, neither could have known how deeply their lives would intertwine. That one day, such ire would cease to pass from the latter’s lips. Leaving the pale-haired heiress to her own devices, to scorn his very name when word reached her of Yvaine and Cardan’s quiet nuptials. He had been just down the hall from her then, where he would remain for many years more. In time, he would become a Lord beneath her name: A stag, joined to the doe, rising together into the ranks of legend. ꒰ ♱ ⊱────────────⊰ ✶ ⊱────────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ And one day, the hate gave way to indifference. And indifference, in time, softened into fondness. And at last, fondness bloomed into love. Little regard had ever been given to the technicalities of their relation; they had become bonded as siblings might, forged not by blood, but by shared struggle. For every time one fell, the other was there to lift them, again and again, in an endless cycle. Until: "Are you happy?" She asked, twiddling her fingers as she sought to busy herself with just anything. "I may be in love, but time will tell." They spoke of how he deserved it. Peace, at long last. After a lifetime of service, he ought to retire to the Heartlands, to the lands of his people. To be held in the embrace of the one he had grown fond of. No longer burdened by the intricacies of court, nor the revelry of those who whispered in the shadows. No longer bound by the war that had so long loomed over their heads. They spoke of their dearest Louna Marie. Of the children who would carry the Leuven name into the years to come. A future on the horizon, ready to rise as their own twilight settled. They spoke of a promise to come together, soon enough. Perhaps over dinner, where they might speak of their respective loves. Trade stories of their children, and those children’s children. Speak of the weather. Of the crops, and how they were fairing. Of every small, seemingly meaningless thing they had come to cherish in the quietude a long life had finally offered them. Then came the eve of the day they were meant to reunite. His maids had long grown weary of keeping the roast warm. The bottle of red he had set aside for the occasion sat empty beside him. And still, there was no word of her arrival. Only a letter, penned by her youngest daughter, hands shaking, delivered in a flurry of panic. The words were so frantic, so raw, that he paid no mind to caution, nor to those he resided with. His departure was swift. And his steed, as though it too understood, barreled down the road, racing to find its way home.

ISSUED BY ℌ𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝔳𝔞𝔫 𝔏𝔢𝔲𝔳𝔢𝔫 ON THIS 16TH OF JULA AG DROBA, 576 E.S. Scelera non nostrorum. ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ ✶ ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ ℌ𝔢𝔩𝔡 𝔟𝔶 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢 ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ ✶ ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ I was not born a Leuven, but a child of revelry—one who lost it all too soon. By the grace of one of your fiercest, I came, in time, to bear the name Leuven with pride. And since then, I have lived far longer as a stag than ever I did as an outcast. In my early days, I knew not what to do with my newfound pride. Perhaps, after my vows were made, I stagnated. It was at the gentle behest of a doe, forever cherished by me, dearest Mahaut. I came to pen this song upon learning the history of our forebearers. However vague it may seem, the does and stags of this house will understand what it means: to keep moving ever onward. Remember our trials, the greatest of tribulations. And at my behest, press ever onward. For the sins of our fathers are not our own. ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ ✶ ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ I believe, though I’ve yet to see, that to be free, I need to breathe I believe, though I’ve yet to see, that to be free, I need to breathe To see the love, the love Love, love, love For there was she who drew the lost in her wake, Through the chatter of the woods, To tread so softly, stepping so lightly Lest a branch should break and she would wake All that stood in the face of love, Love, love, love Beneath bough and breath, she tells herself I believe, though I’ve yet to see, that to be free, I need to breathe I believe, though I’ve yet to see, that to be free, I need to breathe To see the love, the love Love, love, love Through kingdoms vast, through rivers and plains, She crossed every path, Through the winds and the rains. Bade by such whispers of strength, She walked the path, her soul ordained, with love Love, love, love And to those who questioned, such words she sang: I believe, though I’ve yet to see, that to be free, I need to breathe I believe, though I’ve yet to see, that to be free, I need to breathe To see the love, the love Love, love, love Though fear arose, she stayed And to those who had gathered, She bade a truth, a gentle refrain For deep in her heart, she’d known— Wherever love lingered, there dwelt a home Only ever with love, Love, love, love ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ ✶ ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ 𝔖𝔦𝔤𝔫𝔢𝔡, Forever Yours, Cardan Matteo van Leuven

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ISSUED BY ℌ𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝔳𝔞𝔫 𝔏𝔢𝔲𝔳𝔢𝔫 ON THIS 7TH OF WZUVAR AG BYVCA, 572 E.S. Scelera non nostrorum. ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ ✶ ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔉𝔲𝔫𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔩 𝔬𝔣 ℜ𝔬𝔰𝔰𝔞𝔫𝔬 𝔳𝔞𝔫 𝔏𝔢𝔲𝔳𝔢𝔫 A portrait of Father Rossano van Leuven, 568 E.S. ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ ✶ ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ With profound sorrow, we announce the death of Father Rossano Yvain van Leuven, second-born child and son of the late Dame Yvaine Conradine and Lord Cardan Matteo van Leuven. Rossano, a man of unwavering faith and compassion, dedicated his life to the service of others, embodying the virtues of duty, wisdom, and kindness. His presence was a beacon of guidance for those who sought solace, his words a source of strength for the weary, and his actions a testament to the power of faith and love. As we mourn his passing, we also celebrate the life he led. His loss is deeply felt, not only by his family but by the countless souls who were blessed to know him. May he find peace in the Seven Skies, reunited with his dear mother, and those who have gone before him. His funeral shall be held in the Basilica of St. Joren and the Broken Chains, in New Valdev. ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ ✶ ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ Formal Invitations are graciously extended to. . . His Royal Majesty, Joren I, King of Hanseti-Ruska and his royal pedigree Her Grace, Devana vas Ruthern, Duchess of Vidaus and her noble pedigree His Grace, Sigmund Ludovar, Duke of Kvasz and his noble pedigree The Most Honourable, Davyd Colborn, Margrave of Kazan and his noble pedigree The Right Honourable, Duncan Baruch, Count of Ayr and his noble pedigree Their Right Honourable, Andrei and Dima Kortrevich, Counts of Krusev and their noble pedigree The Right Honourable, Karl Weiss, Viscount of Novkursain and his noble pedigree The Right Honourable, Nerida Amador, Viscountess of Zvezlund and her noble pedigree The Right Honorable, Dszamila Korvacz, Viscountess of Koppány and her noble pedigree The Honorable, Varon Kovachev, Baron of Kovgrad and his noble pedigree The Honourable, Istvan Ivanvoich, Baron of Basarab and his noble pedigree The Honourable, Evelina Valkonen, Baroness of Karoswald and her noble pedigree ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ ✶ ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ 𝔖𝔦𝔤𝔫𝔢𝔡, The Honorable, Adelina Claire van Leuven Baroness of Furentaliz, Matriarch van Leuven Her Ladyship, Lady Louna Marie van Leuven Heir of Furentaliz His Lordship, Cardan van Leuven Keeper of the Royal Menagerie and Bard of the Asserela Court

Cardan thought it best to read over Lady Ruthern’s scripture before the hearth of his home, a good drink in hand. She had grown far beyond the babbling little girl he once knew, and pride now filled the aging bard as he marveled at the nuances of the regent’s work. How wonderful it would be to see the play be brought to life by the talent of true performers.

PERFORMANCE SLIP IN-GAME NAME: PeachLova DISCORD: PeachLova PERSONA NAME: Cardan van Leuven BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF YOUR INTENDED PERFORMANCE: Solo Performance

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔄𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔦𝔡 𝔅𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔦𝔠 𝔖𝔬𝔠𝔦𝔢𝔱𝔶 PRESENTS ON THIS 15th OF JOMA AG UMUND, 572 E.S. ⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆ THE FIRST CIRCUIT OF ℭ𝔬𝔫𝔠𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔞 𝔐𝔲𝔰𝔦𝔠 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔄𝔯𝔱𝔰 𝔉𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔳𝔞𝔩 ⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆ 𝔗𝔥𝔢 Astrid Bardic Society, esteemed patrons of the musical arts, let it be known that the grandest festival of music, mirth, and merriment shall soon be upon us. Conchella, an event to be remembered, shall take place upon the plains of Hanseti-Ruska, calling forth every renowned performer to partake in its splendor. However, before we settle the arrangements for this most grandiose event, we first seek those who shall declare their intent to join the festival’s lineup of performers. All who wish to participate shall have one year from this day to make their intent known. Upon submitting a form to the Astrid Bardic Society, they shall be placed under the purview of the Bardic Council, by means of audition. Final determinations will be announced alongside the formal missive of Conchella. ━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━ The Astrid Bardic Society shall consider a total of fourteen performers, divided into two lineups of seven. For each month of the festival’s duration, spanning two Saint’s Days. Of these fourteen, two shall be designated as headliners, each taking center stage on the day of their performance. Auditions shall take place within this same year, and they will be arranged between the performer and the Bardic Council. Those chosen to grace the stage of Conchella shall be duly compensated, each receiving a coin purse of 100 minae in recognition of their artistry and contribution. However, if a performer is unable to attend the festival due to unseen circumstances. They will be asked to either reschedule their performance slot. Or they will be replaced by a contender of the determination phase. For those interested in performing they shall submit the following form to the society, and await a penning arranging their audition date. Groups are also welcome to signup and audition: 𓇬 PERFORMANCE SLIP IN-GAME NAME: [X] DISCORD: [X] PERSONA NAME: [X] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF YOUR INTENDED PERFORMANCE: [X] ━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━ In addition to performers, the society also calls upon merchants and artisans who wish to sell their wares throughout the two-month duration of Conchella, as well as those interested in hosting a food stall to serve festival attendees. Those wishing to participate are encouraged to fill out the following form, with selection determined on a first-come, first-served basis. The festival shall host a total of ten merchant stalls and four food stalls. 𓇬 MERCHANT SLIP IN-GAME NAME: [X] DISCORD: [X] PERSONA NAME: [X] NAME OF STALL: [X] FOOD OR WARES STALL?: [X] ━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━ For further inquiries, seek out a member of the Astrid Bardic Society’s council. Her Ladyship, Lady Acelia Irena Colborn, Grand Maer of New Valdev Her Ladyship, Lady Caliope Mariya d’Arkent His Lordship, Lord Cardan Matteo van Leuven Her Ladyship, Lady Louna Marie van Leuven, Heir of Furentaliz His Lordship, Davyd Edvard Colborn, Margrave of Kazan, Count of Malkovya, Viscount of Venzia, Baron of Bethlenen, Lord of Vitraval, and Protector and Chieftain of the Scyflings

ISSUED BY ℌ𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝔳𝔞𝔫 𝔏𝔢𝔲𝔳𝔢𝔫 ON THIS 6TH OF MSITZA AG DARGUND, 572 E.S. Scelera non nostrorum. ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ ✶ ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ 𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℌ𝔞𝔲𝔠𝔥𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔳𝔞𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔞 𝔇𝔬𝔢 A portrait of Lady Anaїs van Leuven, 571 E.S. ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ ✶ ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ The time has come for our beloved Anaïs Natalya van Leuven, the youngest daughter of the late Dame Yvaine Conradine and Lord Cardan Matteo van Leuven, to embark on the journey that is her transition into adulthood. With joy and reverence, the van Leuven household invites you to join us in this celebration of tradition and individuality. Anaïs, a student of the arts, is an avid painter and a passionate enthusiast of fine artistry. Following in her father's footsteps, she is often found acting as a patron, supporting and nurturing creative expression within her community. Attendees will witness and participate in the sacred rites of our house, alongside those of the Haeseni Hauchmetvas to honor Anaïs's coming into society. The celebration will feature a variety of activities, each reflecting her unique personality, the spirit of her late mother, and the proud heritage of House van Leuven. All who share in our joy are most welcome to attend. All guests are encouraged to dress with the theme ‘A Painter’s Dream’ ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ ✶ ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ I. FEAST OF FIRE The celebration begins with the Feast of Fire. As guests arrive, they will enjoy a spread of gourmet dishes, blending Haeseni and Savoyard cuisine. This is an opportunity for attendees to mingle and prepare for the night’s festivities. II. WREATH CEREMONY As the Feast concludes, the ladies of the van Leuven family will present Anaїs with a ceremonial wreath. Made of carefully selected flowers and bulbs, the wreath symbolizes the blessings and hopes of her family as she is to join society. III. BONFIRE LIGHTING Guests will be led outside to witness the lighting of a grand bonfire beneath the moon and stars. In reflection, Anaїs will toss three meaningful items from her childhood into the flames. As each item burns, she will share its significance, symbolizing her departure from youth and her readiness to embrace adulthood. IV. THE GALLERY OF ANAЇS VAN LEUVEN Guests are encouraged to take a stroll through the halls of Furentaliz, which will be transformed into a living gallery, adorned with the works of Anaїs. The exhibition will offer a rare glimpse into her artistic evolution, showcasing everything from her earliest sketches to her most recent and accomplished masterpieces. V. A JOUST A joust will be held, where the noble may compete to demonstrate their valor and, perhaps, make their intentions for the lady’s hand known. The winner will be crowned Champion of the Night by Anaїs herself. And will also be receiving a coin purse of a hundred minae. VI. GIFT GIVING Though not required, conclude the evening, Anaїs will receive gifts from her family and guests. ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ ✶ ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ Formal Invitations are graciously extended to. . . His Royal Majesty, Joren I, King of Hanseti-Ruska and his royal pedigree His Grace, Alric var Ruthern, Duke of Vidaus and his noble pedigree His Grace, Sigmund Ludovar, Duke of Kvasz and his noble pedigree The Most Honourable, Davyd Colborn, Margrave of Kazan and his noble pedigree The Right Honourable, Duncan Baruch, Count of Ayr and his noble pedigree Their Right Honourable, Andrei and Dima Kortrevich, Counts of Krusev and their noble pedigree The Right Honourable, Karl Weiss, Viscount of Novkursain and his noble pedigree The Right Honourable, Nerida Amador, Viscountess of Zvezlund and her noble pedigree The Right Honorable, Dszamila Korvacz, Viscountess of Koppány and her noble pedigree The Honorable, Varon Kovachev, Baron of Kovgrad and his noble pedigree The Honourable, Istvan Ivanvoich, Baron of Basarab and his noble pedigree The Honourable, Evelina Valkonen, Baroness of Karoswald and her noble pedigree Personal Invitations are graciously extended to. . . Lord, Wilhelm von Berkhoven, friend of the family Lady, Katerina vas Ruthern, friend of the family Lady, Ipera vas Ruthern, friend of the family Lord, Sigmar vas Ruthern , friend of the family and uncle to the Lady Anaїs Firress, Malna Loa’chil, friend of the family Firress, Solene Kriswynn, friend of the family ꒰ ♱ ⊱─────────⊰ ✶ ⊱─────────⊰ ♱ ꒱ 𝔖𝔦𝔤𝔫𝔢𝔡, The Honorable, Adelina Claire van Leuven Baroness of Furentaliz, Matriarch van Leuven His Lordship, Cardan van Leuven, Keeper of the Royal Menagerie Her Ladyship, Anaїs Natalya van Leuven