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A crooked figure receives the missive in their sunken hollow, letting a cackle resonate through the halls as he did mutter, “It took a man of strength to finally set the white-robes straight. That faux-pontiff was a snake since he received day one Bishophood.” Tossing the paper aside, he nodded in the far direction of Karosgrad through his portcullis, “This Koeng appears more... tolerable.”

RP Name: Ludwig van Wick MC Name: _Security Voted: Yes

*A wrinkly sheet of paper is sent in response.* Name: Goliath Irsei Age: Old Race: Dust Prior Relevant Experience: Yes.

“They finally learned how to keep written records, maybe next there will be libraries!” Remarks an ecstatic elder, clapping for the leaps and bounds Haense has finally reached.

THE BALLOT ((MC name: _Security)) Name: Corum Visaj Vote for Sohaer: (XX) Arelyn Iyathir ( ) Nuala Telperion

A proud father forges his signature.

Ludwig van Wick reads over the interesting history piece, sipping a warm glass of wickish coffee atop a snow-sunken cityscape, "Rhys var Ruthern, man was the best marshal we ever had. Wasn't afraid to get his hands dirty killing demons- unlike these modern Haensers, bah!" He spat out the drink, allowing it to land onto the streets atop peasantry below.

Lazarus begins preparing the party rats, “It’ll be a traditional, good ol’ fashioned Wickweddin’.”

How can he become ever more kissable 😍

Yes, this. Overall it’s been a mix of newer raid rules and the community shift, where now 3+ people is considered a ‘raid’, even when you’re just doing general villainy rp. Compared to older rules, such as Athera, where you had droves of dark mages and general raider camps roam freely, allowing for more organic systems of conflict without need of a /modreq hey me and my friends need a babysitter for our whitelisted role play experience. Of course the ROs can consider some interactions to not be raids and whatnot, overall since Vailor the server hasn’t been too accustomed to player villainy and interaction in most cases. Most conflicts are inflated to world ET levels or world wars, with players often being metagamed or OOCly ousted and ostracized for causing conflict. I think it’s slowly gotten better in the recent year, though there’s still more of a push to be done.

Pocket man?

"It is only natural, trash only begets more trash," scoffed an armored Toross Elyra, resting his weary head in the cabin of a creaking ship. "Most Elyra don't have the.. reserved palette for the taste of boot- well, save for some," he knudged his younger brother Amthalion in the elbow, motioning to the history piece. @BobBox

[!] A missive is penned to many major cities’ walls and bulletin boards. The Red City of Markev, 1672 A Nation’s Lament I write this today, not out of spite, anger, languish, nor of any fleeting reminisce, but instead I write this piece as an examination and a warning, of the dangers recent actions have had on my family, as well as others. My name is Ludwig van Wick, a longstanding citizen within the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska, specifically since the ruling of the great Koeng Otto III, under which Renatian aggression was at its peak, sundering even the great nation of Haense for some time. I have seen and served many a monarch in my time, as a guard for the royal army under Otto III, while also having administered the Haeseni Department of Magick. Me and much of my family have been an educational backbone of Haense, operating a college that saw fairly great results within the red city of Markev. It is with this knowledge and history that I am deeply saddened and in mourning for the recent events that have spiraled within the city of New Reza. For me and much of my family is wanted by the crown for little more than critique and disagreement with both the Crown and its policing authority, the HRA. I wish today to speak of the dangers of the legal precedent sentenced within Hektor Stafyr’s death, as well as reminisce on times very similar to today that happened within Markev in my youth. Growing up within Haense, I was often quite vocal about my opinions and views on the happenings and workings of the government atop of me. Court was held regularly, from Otto III to Sigmar Lothar, I was often seen within courts with a loud mouth and a firm stance. I spoke openly against what I saw as political sleight of hand, or where I saw Lords and Ladies block what was best for the peasantry. Often there were talks directly with monarchs that I very well remember, wherein they seeked counsel with me regarding past decisions within the family. My reputation in court was that of a contrarian, one who questioned and spoke only when needed, to direct attention to subversion and political double-speak. Numerous times I used crass language and accusatory stances, and had the current law been in place in my youth, my head would’ve likely been removed from my shoulders before I could shout ‘sedition’. For, in my youth, the term ‘slander’ was not a grand offense, nor even an idea at the time. If one were to be slandered, a duel would’ve likely occurred, though nowadays you are threatened with fines, if not imprisonment. An addition to this line of thought, is the current code’s stance on ‘sedition’, and the sentence applied on the lord Stafyr. The law has become vague and open enough to sentence anyone who would dare question or undermine the reigning Koeng, with one of my family members being imprisoned for calling Joseph a ‘tyrant’, the HRA then accusing them of sedition. For, some have even been imprisoned with sedition for only questioning a guardsman’s motive! While speech directed against the monarchy can be put into question, silencing and imprisoning anyone who dares question the Crown’s authority, let alone the HRA’s- since even finding fault within the guard force and bringing it to light may lend your head clean from your neck. Herein I will show to you the verdict of the Crown v. Stafyr case, a clearly dangerous, if not double-thinked. “By seeking to label, with falsity, that certain members of the HRA were in fact “undead,” this suggestion is a clear indication that the defendant sought to otherize those sworn to the defense of this Canonist kingdom that they were subversive agents abusing their power and harboring unholy entities among their ranks. Since the nature of dealing with so-called “undead” requires combating them with force so as to neutralize their danger to society, Lord Stafyr’s rhetoric suggests his desire to enable citizens of the kingdom to harm soldiers among the HRA so as to quell their “undead” nature. This is pursuant to the attempt to stoke violent sentiments.” Partially as to why the judges did make their decision, is the fact that Hektor dared to call the guardsman ‘undead’, in which he never did. Firstly, Hektor had reasonable right to question the HRA’s removal of gold lines, considering the growing increase of spectral entities within the realm, as well as their ineptitude to explain their reasoning behind the removals. Some claimed it was ordered directly by the king by need of a permit, though one would still question why the King would wish to permit spectrals to enter his Kingdom. Many claimed it’s the “crown’s land”, though the point still stands onto the direct motive of removing golden lines, especially in the current trend of rising ghosts and undead throughout the land. Now, onto the assumption that the court was correct with Hektor’s calling of a guard ‘undead.’ He had simply placed a golden bar atop someone’s head- in which the court ruled thereby he called them undead. The court ruling is a dangerous one, as it claims that by simply calling a guardsman undead, you are thereby inciting violence and undermining royal authority. By simply calling a guard undead, you can be called a treasonous, seditious bastard, and off with your head! Never once did the Stafyr call for any violence or injustice against the guards, instead the man wished to know the answers behind the removal of gold lines. He did dare apply a gold bar onto the forehead of a guard, determining that in fact the guard was neither possessed, nor undead. For, even if a spectre were to possess a guardsman, you yourself could be riddanced if you dare call the guard ‘undead’. It is the court’s unknowing of spectral entities, as well as how undead are able to garner hold onto the mundane world, that this judicial review is a sweeping arc of a waraxe, where a pin needle would’ve likely done the job. This would, of course be true, if it weren’t for that fact that many of the guards have openly shared their favor and indifference towards undead beings, spectres included. During the court case of Hektor Stafyr, two guards admitted that they wouldn’t kill a ‘canonist ghost’, nor would they have any intention to kill any spectral entity, lest it were consuming their souls. Other guards have shown apathy when questioned about undead, with others having no real thought on the manner. One of the major proponents brought up in the case by the prosecution states ghosts themselves weren’t heretical, and that by proclaiming someone to be heretical for aiding ghosts is thereby falcity, if not slander. The prosecution defended the rights of ghosts by Canon law- though, by that thought, are then not all ghosts free to roam about Haense, considering they are never mentioned in the Canon? Are spectrals never mentioned in the Czenic law? That would be absurd to accept, yet this type of double think was used by the prosecution. While at the same time they quote that calling someone undead is an immediate call for violence and usurpation, they at the same time defend the idea that ghosts are permitted within Haense, lest they wear a cross and pray every night. I need not explain the absurdity of ‘canonist ghosts’, as any spectral entity is well capable of violence in their own right, and it is a country’s disdain for the unknown that creates a defense to combat it. Perhaps, Hektor and Oskar were wrong in their use of the term ‘heretical’, but only by the T of the canon law is the prosecution correct. “The overwhelming testimony made by people within the Haeseni Royal Army (HRA) have alluded to many occasions where untruthful and inflammatory remarks were made in an attempt to undermine the Crown’s forces as a law enforcement entity.” Even if Hektor was wrong about the guard’s undeath, does he truly deserve the title of ‘traitor’? Is sedition simply an untruthful or inflammatory remark? Is treason simply a calling of a guard undead? Is treason wishing to see your guardforce clean and free of corruption? Clearly, it is so. 414.031: The crime of attempting to sow dissent and intentionally stoking violent sentiments towards the Crown, Aulic Government or royal family shall constitute a treasonous offence; Did Hektor openly call for rebellion? Nae, never did he call for any violence or usurpation of any person, nor the state itself. Instead he was convicted on accusation of undeath alone, such being a rather sorry excuse for sedition. This ruling also classifies the single individual Hektor was suspect of- thereby classified the entire guardforce! I have yet to see evidence of the Stafyr undermining any authority, as he readily complied with most of the guards demands and orders, save for their faulty reasoning of destroying the aurum line which bordered its gates. Oskar was not on the wrong trail in his writing on the Barbanov question, as during my time running the library, Koeng Sigismund II spoke with me on some manners. One of such manners being a Barbanov within the family who possessed abilities to, as I quote, “summon ghosts from the unknown.” While I am wholly unaware of who he spoke of, the last Kings have shown apathy towards a growing population of spectral entities, as well as a growing hatred for Wicks who point such out. It is in this dangerous double-think, wherein calling a guard undead is somehow a proclamation of violence or open treason against the state, as though this form of event has never happened before. It is dangerous, due to which a simple name-calling of an extension of the crown, is considered a treasonous act against your country. Violent sentiments can be found in almost any form of speech, and this idea that the HRA is somehow an inexcusable, GOD-handed authority without corruption, is one only accepted by the drooling masses that it so quells. The Kingship of Sigmar Barbanov-Bihar As an elder, I often do reminisce on times when Haense has gone through growing pains and troubles. Specifically, when the guards were amassed into an inferic cult, their lives thrown away into the endless pits that awaited below our plane. I speak of the Koengship of Sigmar Lothar Barbanov, wherein his guard force was consumed by a demonologist, known by the likes of Karrysmov Faroe. Having rooted himself deep within the forces of the guards within Markev, the warlock quickly set to work delving rot into its most umbral crevices. Guardsmen willingly protected the known warlock, with some even giving their lives to the ever consuming promises of fated Inferic magicks- for, even the head of the guards, a once elderly lady and the lover of Kary, was malformed and transfigured into a heaping abomination. Having gained a few feet in height, a rotting stench of festering skin, and an acidic saliva, she walked about Markev with little fret. Guards ignored the change, even upon seeing the obviously demonic visage the she-thing carried. Instead, they simply shrugged it away, many of them deep in Kary’s pockets as to fear both life and limb if they were to stray too far. Even the King himself was too apathetic to care, and perhaps even noticed that the head of his guardforce was indeed an Inferis. Having only been a few years after me and my family successfully removed the dying breed that was Ascended from Haense, we then had to turn our sights to the guards, in which many continued to be funneled into a ravaging death cult. The Koeng did often threaten the Wicks with violence or action against them, whenever it was brought up- for they wished to silence an accusatory voice, in the hope of having peace. As, it is much easier to ignore the problems that fester under your rug rather than lifting such to see its rot in all its horrid malfaction. It took nearly five whole years to combat the inferic menace, finally prying out the demonologist Karrysmov, as well as his aiding guardsmen. So, I do ask you, if the current law of the land were applied then, where would Haense be? A simple smoldering pile of ash, one lost to legal precedent and double-think, where thought crimes are considered heinous, and without inciting violence, you can be quoted for such and sentenced to death for opposing the crown. Is the HRA given deific authority in their duty to combat enemies of the state? Are they free of fault? Of demonic possession? Spectral possession? Clearly, they are not. In this, I hope to show the populace the dangers that the current Haense has planted deep within themselves. That their constant watching and administering of summons and hangings over thought crimes that they themselves alleviate from, is one of great injustice. I would request that Koeng Josef personally explain to me the reasons I should return, and for which reasons I could be found to have seditious intent. For he himself called for my arrest when I stood by Hektor, perhaps simply for being in the same premises was I ordered for arrest. I have for most of my life served this country, and I do pray that it will see better years moving frontward. This land is one defended by strength and heartyship, Haense shall always be in my heart, even when I may be far. Krusae zwy Kongzem I do leave you with a letter from my father to the Koeng Sigmar Barbanov on the inferic incursion ~ It is of the opine of this magus that the growing situation within Haense regarding the Demonic infestation of Haense is growing staggering and troubling. I implore you, my King, that we resolve this situation and nip it in the bud. There was indeed an infestation of undead under the late Otto III, and by allowing for the standard to be set that we will, as a nation, allow such spectral entities and other unworldly beings safe passage through our city that there will be a verifiable increase in such unholy activity within the city. Aurum lines must be reinstated within the entranceway to the city, as it serves as a fundamental necessity to stop not just the potentially dangerous ghosts, but also to serve as a warning for more powerful undead that would otherwise be allowed passage over such things. Touching those suspected of, or behaving in a way that suggests, being an unholy entity with aurum will more likely than not serve as adequate deterrent. The ramifications of complacency will be dire, most assuredly. Please my King, I humbly request that you as an individual allow for its placement. Not that you have yet stopped it, but the guards will be less than willing to do such an action unless ordered by your direct word. Your humble servant, Lord Selrik Wick Baron of Kerzenwick

“Damn, never got to burn her or her entire family at the stake,” sighed an old Ludwig.

An old eremite cackles in the distance.

“Better writing than the Baruch Barclay kissing club can produce,” nods a man wanted for saying mean words to guards.

A long dead, Arminius Wick, riffs in the Seven Skies.

"No surprise, many of the guards simply froth at the mouth at the man's apology, shouting the two words they know, 'sedition' and 'treason'. They only wish to further their witch hunt of dissenting ideas, while their King has already addressed much of these claims." A man wearing a fake mustache and nose comments, looking nothing like the man Ludwig van Wick, the wanted, traitorous coward craven that said crass words in public.

“Interesting they would call it sedition, when no call to action or inciting of violence occurred. Instead they tried to arrest us for simply speaking of the follies of the government, between the growing accusations of spectral collaboration, as well as the varying accounts of torture. Also interesting that the King himself, no justicar called for the arrests, only to claim it lead to no charges. Just, interesting,” an old wick tagged on to his grand statement.

An outlawed elder Wick in a Kaedreni estate swirls an ebony glass of carrion black with a tiny parasol within, taking a sip. Beady eyes read over the writing, giving a gentle nod, “Damn place is lost to the dogs. Let us see how they react to rationale and free thought,” he hummed, slipping on a pair of shades.

A crooked old eremite reads thoroughly through the manifesto, pinning it to the front of the ice box. "Ah my boy, doing GOD's work! I could count on twenty hands the amount of times the monarchy has failed its peoples.." The elder grumbled, ushering a herd of rats along.

“Fake elven news,” grumbles a lowly wick, tossing the missive into another mountain of waterlogged papers.