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  1. "Blood for Barclay." Yelled a patriot
  2. A New Day Dawns As the sun set on a typical winter evening at the Rothswood manor in the forests of Dobrov, an eerie silence fell upon the grounds, the unsettling nature such had stopped bothering the aged Prince quite some time ago. He ended his day as he normally would when his wife was away, sat with a glass of wine by the fire, blinking often to stop himself inevitably falling to sleep. This time felt different however, it was never a fate the Prince had expected to face. A battlefield was where the former Marshal had intended to breathe his last, surrounded by his comrades, his kin and with his sword in hand. A smile appeared across his lips, he reached for his sword that often remained by his side. Sword in hand, the Duke of the Rothswood closed his eyes for the last time. Warmth embraced him as he entered the skies as he was now with his ancestors, his parents, his siblings, his dear friends.
  3. Erwin came to a halt on the back of his horse as he idly read the letter, a look of shock horror adorned his facial features as he finished reading the letter amongst the ruins of Dobrov. "Alas, GOD protects me." He then tossed the missive into the bushes, a relieved sigh following.
  4. Erwin Frowned at what his nation had done.
  5. The younger, as he was often called had learnt of the news whilst staying at his estate due south of Karosgrad. Without a word, he saddled his horse and headed for Karosgrad and the Palace within. Sergei stopped several feet before his brother's body, a tear rolling down his cheek. "Brother." He then approached his twin with caution, withdrawing a blade from beneath his cloak. The aged Prince then placed the sword upon the deceased Crow's chest. "You've made father proud, the Kingdom proud and myself proud." He then knelt before his brothers body as tears continued to pour. "Krusae Zwy Kongzem." Were the last words he spoke to his brother.
  6. An ancient Barclay Duke welcomed his descendent into the seven skies with a smile and a hug. "Welcome." Elsewhere... Erwin sat upon the hill above Rozenfeld, admiring the work his mother had done and what she had built with tears streaming down his eyes. "Rest in peace, mother." at that the Barclay Lordling removed his sword from the dirt and went to comfort the rest of his family.
  7. Sergei Aleksandr bid his farewell to Ser Walton in the hospital, he returned the knight his sword and remembered how the Knight had protected him, his father, his brother and the rest of their family for all of his life. He would not forget this sacrifice.
  8. "I hope you found peace, friend." The aged Prince removed his circlet, sparing some moments for his former brother-at-arms and a true Haenseman.
  9. Erwin Barclay rubbed his chin, a thin smile on his lips. "A Barclay Bargain." He'd call out to anyone in earshot.
  10. ANNOUNCEMENT OF LEADERSHIP CHANGE KRUSAE ZWY KONGZEM After a dutiful tenure in which the Interim Lord Marshal Prince Sergei worked to see the army trained and raised with new men as well as ensuring battle is brought to the Inferi scourge. After such trying times however, it is deemed that men have sufficiently stepped up to show themselves worthy of the proper mantle of Lord Marshal. The King thanks his brother for his dutiful efforts and his service to his kingdom. His Majesty and the incumbent Interim Marshal Sergei Aleksandr have found it fit to announce the change of leadership in the brotherhood, with the current Interim Marshal Sergei Aleksandr stepping down from his position with Baron Sviatoslav Godunov having been selected as his replacement. May the brotherhood grow ever stronger under his leadership and guidance. His Royal Majesty, KARL III by the Grace of Godan, King of Hanseti and Ruska, Grand Hetman of the Army, Prince of Bihar, Dules, Lahy, Muldav, Solvesborg, Slesvik and Ulgaard, Duke of Carnatia and Vanaheim, Margrave of Korstadt, Rothswald and Vasiland, Count of Alban, Alimar, Baranya, Graiswald, Karikhov, Karovia, Kaunas, Kavat, Kovachgrad, Kvasz, Markev, Nenzing, Torun, and Toruv, Reza, Viscount of Varna, Baron of Esenstadt, Kraken’s Watch, Kralta, Krepost, Lorentz, Rytsburg, Thurant and Astfield, Lord of the Westfolk, Protector of the Highlanders, etcetera. His Highness, Sergei Aleksandr the Duke of the Rothswald His Lordship, Sviatoslav Godunov, Lord Marshal of Hanseti-Ruska, Baron of Verskaya
  11. Sergei Aleksandr fell to his knees at the news, a quiver of arrows scattering across the floor of the armoury he was organizing. "Where is she?" He asked the soldier that brought the news, the Interim Marshal was then seen running for the palace in despair.
  12. William, a fellow commoner living in Haense supported the Maer, elected by the people, for the people.
  13. Sergei prayed for those who had been slain and for those who still lived, for alike the soldiers that had been killed, he too was doing his duty.
  14. Manfred offered his descendant a pat on the shoulder as he entered the skies. "To Johann the Restorer!" He then raised a glass with his other fallen kin.
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