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Speaking to nobody in particular, the coincidentally she seemed to have spoken words that, though in private thought, would contradict Mr Minuvas'. "Bah, the men that judge the flaws in leadership of the women before do little to recognise that, not only have there been limited examples of women in leadership - solely due to their prevention - but that they seem to base their thoughts and values illogically. For oft they do attack the Empress Anne I for the few, small, insignificant bumps in their tenure yet seem to neglect the thought of the COUNTLESS incompetencies of their male predecessors!" The Dowager cooed, narrowing her eyes, though her thoughts kept private.

Aimee nodded her head at this, "About time!" she said aloud to her children.

Did the Dowager slip or was she PUSHED? Answers only time will tell...

"I would fervently support the policies of the Risorganists if they did away with their Harrenite policies.." The Dowager commented to nobody in particular, perhaps at a political tea, at the local shops or simply as she scorned the local peasants on her morning stroll.

The Dowager Countess narrowed her beads over the tabloid, shaking her head. Though she was happy at the pleasant details given of her daughter, she couldn't help be feel bitter at the allegation the enormously wealthy woman would ever recycle gowns. "A re-worked gift from the Countess of Ponzan! Sentimentality! I wear my own gowns new by the tailor, the most dashing of all gowns! I say! I say!" She wiped cocaine off her nose on the carriage back from the opening ball, scoffing. "Vesna, would you like some?" She'd say, offering a plate of cocaine to her daughter.

"I should quite like a conversation with the writers of this... manifesto" The Countess-Dowager of Dobrov spoke to her children as she sat in her city mansion, taking a smoke from her long, golden smoke-holder, followed by a swig of heavy brandy. "They must get in touch, I have many questions..."

"We team Aimee out here, even the tabloid team Aimee, on God." Said the Countess-Dowager to herself, sitting in her most beautiful city mansion.

MUSIN WANTED: DEAD OR ALIVE 100 MINA PER MUSIN! DEAD OR ALIVE! IN ORDER TO REACH ME, SEND A BIRD TO THE WEST OF ALMARIS, TO THE FOREST JUST BEFORE THE ICY LANDS WITH A LETTER SLATHERED IN THE SCENT OF MEAT. ((K3#4883)) Signed, Anonymous ADDITIONALLY: DO NOT KILL THE MUSIN BY THE NAME OF 'NUTMEG' - if you kill her or touch her you will be flayed. [!] A portrait depicting Nutmeg:

CLOSED! (EARLY)

IVY EMPORIUM AUCTION ~ The largest shop of wonders is finally being sold by the ‘Madam Ivy’. This property is ONLY open to business investors looking to create something that WILL contribute to the economy. Tax Per Year is 150 Minae. You MUST be able to pay as soon as the auction is over. Bidding starts at FOUR THOUSAND MINAE. Bidding must advance by at least 500 minae. OOC - IGN: RP NAME: BID: AUCTION ENDS: TUESDAY 25th, 10pm EST

Aimee narrows her eyes, tutting her head. "Oh step-grand-daughter..." She'd mumble to herself, letting out a breathless sigh.

Discord: you have it Skins: Floral Fox, 110

Sowing of the First Seed With the Imperial Fields Society having been announced, it is deemed fit to organise a first and official event to get the ball moving. To mark the beginning of this society, courtiers of the Augustine and those who take part in the High Society of Providence, are invited to a flower planting event within the confines of the Imperial Palace. With the threat of Nordling raids apparent, we must take extra-precautions before allowing just anyone within our ivory halls. Any that may wish to attend, must sign up in advance or be turned away at the doors. ((Pm K3#4883 on discord if you want to attend but are not in the Palace Discord Server)) Itinerary The parcticipants and new members will be educated by the Head of the Imperial Garth on purposes and objectives of the society and all it hopes to accomplish. The party shall head to the Gardens of the Augustine, where the 'Rose Project' shall begin. As the session ends, Lady Ofelia will ask the partakers for suggestions for what they could do for the next session. Signed, Her Ladyship, Ofelia Maria de Savin, Head of the Imperial Garth ((OOC: Friday 7th May, 5pm est - Augustine Palace))

IMPERIAL FIELDS SOCIETY It is with pleasure, Ofelia Maria de Savin, Head of the Imperial Garth, will be opening a prestigious and exclusive gardening club for the courtiers of the Augustine Palace and members of Providence High Society. A society where both ladies and gentlemen may be able to relax and socialise! Membership to this exclusive club is open to any courtier of the Palace, managed by Ofelia. All one ought to do is inquire with either the Head Garth or the Lady Governess herself. Gardening will occur frequently, where Ofelia and other gardeners will begin planting vegetables, fruits, flowers and other sorts of plants about the Palace gardens and personal estates. Send a bird to Ofelia to join! ((K3#4883)) Objectives of the Fields Society To provide enjoyment to the courtiers of the Augustine. To slowly grow sustainable produce that may be used to aid in the war effort. To increase the cultural capital of the Capital City. Signed, Her Excellency, Dame Anna-Henrietta, Governess of the Augustine, Baroness-Dowager of Carrington Her Ladyship, Ofelia Maria de Savin

Invitations would be hand delivered across Providence, particularly to those partaking in the social season of 1817. On the invites would be a pamphlet detailing an event titled: The Cardinal and the Duchess... STORIES OF A FOREIGN DUCHESS PELAGIUS CARDINALIS ALBAROSA & ANNATRINA, THE TITULAR DUCHESS OF SAVINIA With an estate in the grand-city of Providence recently purchased in the name of the de Savin family, the Duchess of Savinia makes a visit from her own estates in Aeldin. With renovations occurring, at the behest of Lady Ofelia Maria de Savin, daughter of the Duchess, it appears only right that the House of de Savin opens its new residence’s doors for the conveniently timed Social Season of 1817. The Duchess and her brother, the Prince-Archbishop of Albrosa, organise and welcome any citizen of Providence - but particularly partakers of the social season and especially Imperial Children - to join them in their home for a once in a lifetime opportunity to hear the Duchess’ most marvelous life stories from her, herself. TIMETABLE WELCOME AT THE FOYER The Duchess and the Cardinal themselves will welcome all the guests at the foyer of the House. Greeting them with Her Grace’s favourite cheeses and wines, sharing jokes and acquainting herself with their guests. HER LIFE STORY Once all the guests have arrived, the Duchess will invite all of the guests to the lounge, where she will take the central seat and those participants around her so that they may intently listen to all the wondrous events that have occurred throughout her life. (A little teaser: A grand coup, a foreign war and attempted poisonings!) CHEESE TASTE TESTING The Duchess goes nowhere without her cheeses. She will bring out an array of wondrous cheeses and wines so that all the guests may taste and go home with. FAREWELL The Duchess will bid her brother and the guests a farewell. She will retire to her chamber before, at last, travel back to her Aeldenic home where she might rest some more. The de Savin Estate, located at Little Ves 5, will be open to all involved within the Social Season, specifically the Debutantes and their associates, although any man or women interested in the event = are free to observe as well. Furthermore, children looking to learn more about foreign history are encouraged to attend! All are welcome! SIGNED, Her Grace, Annatrina Beatriz de Savin, Duchess of Savinia, Marchioness of Ponzan and Seville, Countess of Moncloa and Castell, Lady of Biscay. His Eminent Highness, Vice-Chancellor Cardinal Pelagius-Albarosa: Duke-Regent of Savinia, Prince-Archbishop of ALBAROSA, encompassing the Diocestial territories of: Rochefort, Nescia, Cordobe, Gottsgrenze, Ponce, excetera.. OOC: DATE: 2nd May TIME: 4:30 PM EST LOCATION: LITTLE VES LANE 5, PROVIDENCE ((The road to the right of the Papal Apartments; follow it down until you see the large gray building on the right))

The new Countess-Dowager of Dobrov, upon first hearing of her beloved husband's death, collapsed into a fit of tears. She was pregnant, good-lord, and now her unborn child would have to be greeted into a life without a father. Soon, her anger turned into a sweltering mixture of bitter and saddened gall. Vicious. She would demand justice, retribution for her husband's death. "Whoever had a part in it will hang at the gallows." She'd coo to nobody but herself, a solemn promise she intended to keep. Yet, the fury her husband's death caused soon seethed into but a shooting pain. The Countess-Dowager could only think on the man and their past; to when they first met, almost thirty years ago at the Novellen Court in Arcas to their - humorous - shotgun wedding. The Countess turned to her children, Vesna and Karoly, mindlessly playing with their toys, truthfully unaware of the severity of this loss. She grimaced, aware that they would never get to know the man she called her husband. "The Great Ostromir Carrion, Count of Dobrov, Baron of Woldzmir".

Aimee, Countess-Dowager of Dobrov, knitted her brows at the notion of dwarves trying to intimidate the Empire... "Silly little creatures - good for shitting out tacky trinkets from their arses and trying to sell them for extortionate prices within Providence." She'd muse to her two children, who sat before the fire.

Ofelia, sitting across Natalie, read over the tabloid. Once she reached her part, the tears started rolling - just a few. Enough to stain the parchment of paper she had sent off on the bird next to her. @DesiredBreakfast

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The Countess, in brief, is told of the appeal. While her ego and narcissistic tendencies silently cheer, she can't help but tut to the maid who offered her the news, rolling her eyes simultaneously. "This malarkey? It's still going on? Sont-ils vraiment sérieux? I can't help but feel sorry for the two... Going through Oren's legal system is probably a worse fate than whatever they did to me..." Aimee shudders at the thought of being prosecuted in Oren.

Skin: Roses & Cream Bid: 110 mina Discord: You've got mine

SURNAME: Carrion-Tuvyic FIRST NAME: Aimee ADDRESS OF RESIDENCE: Selm Street 8 YEAR OF BIRTH: 1775 Are you registered and eligible to vote in the Providence District? Yes 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)? No 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?: Yes

SURNAME: Carrion-Tuvyic FIRST NAME: Aimee ADDRESS OF RESIDENCE: Selm Street 8 YEAR OF BIRTH: 1775 Are you registered and eligible to vote in the Providence District? Yes 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)? No 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?: Yes

Aimee gasped in horror as she saw the missive, her eyes sweltering with a mixture of anger and confusion. "What has this wretched niece done!?" Said the Countess, wavering the missive around in her hand as she trailed her city residence.