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    Charles Edward Horen | Corwin Freiherr von Alstreim
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  1. LithiumSedai

    On Telemari

    ”Luckily, there are no usurpers in our Empire,” smugly declared a Waldenian admirer of Helena, counting the days until a Carrion inherits the Horenic throne of Oren.
  2. ”Unser Tag wird kommen,” uttered Corwin Freiherr von Alstreim in Waldenian, humming a vaguely Daelish tune in preparation for the final reckoning of traitors and usurpers.
  3. [!] A letter arrives to the Head Librarian’s residence. @Skyrunner Liebe Frau Utaria, It is our pleasure to extend to You our warmest congratulations on the two-hundredth anniversary of the 1543 Treaty of Sutica, and to all of those who on this occasion celebrate Sutica’s independence. Since the signing of the Treaty, the Sutican Nation has been at the forefront of global trade, a shining beacon of liberty and knowledge, and a pillar of fortitude in its valiant resistance to foreign subjugation as the longest-standing continuously sovereign nation of the Descendant Realms. As one of the few Imperial Human lines so intimately intertwined with the fate of the Nation, our historical ties cannot be disregarded. Our friendship remains irreversible through the heroic acts of Jan Ritter. Yet this relationship is challenged by those who would reduce our forefather’s successes to his acts of defiance to the State, in his raising of the Apostolic banner. Make no mistake: in our sincerity in regards to our congratulations, and our knowledge of historical events, we must disavow the well-meaning, although ultimately misguided attempt to erode the Nation’s identity no matter the righteousness of its cause. It is our belief that the Free State must remain free of any foreign influences for its peoples to prosper and determine their own destinies. Yet, malicious dealings persist and linger still in many elements of the State – which must keep vigilant in its drive to preserve the unique Sutican culture from these elements. The Free State is no fief to any Man, Elf, or Dwarf. It is not the playground of rogue magi, nor a refuge for miscreants and criminal rejects of the Descendant Realms. It suffers not the Lich-Queen nor the Dwarfen Plant. It reigns powerful in its dedication to its timeless ideals, the very fabric of Sutican culture itself which cannot be unraveled nor made anew in another Realm’s image. To such a Free State and its prosperity does the House von Alstreim extend its continuous support and hand of friendship – a Sutica which remembers and learns from Jan Ritter’s eternal endeavor. GOTT MIT UNS ℭ𝔬𝔯𝔴𝔦𝔫 𝔉𝔯𝔢𝔦𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔯 𝔳𝔬𝔫 𝔄𝔩𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔦𝔪 HIS LORDSHIP, Ser Corwin of the House of Alstreim, Imperial Red Knight of Alstreim, Renatus and Waldenia, Baronet of Alstreim, Lord of Blackwater, Blood-Raven of Lorraine, Large Sword of Morsgrad, Keeper of the Blood Chalice and the Opal Crown 𝔄𝔡𝔢𝔩𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔡 𝔉𝔯𝔞𝔲 𝔳𝔬𝔫 𝔄𝔩𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔦𝔪 HER LADYSHIP, Doctor-Detective Adelheid of the House of Alstreim, Lady of Alstreim and Blackwater
  4. “I am very angry and I wield a very large sword,” declared the Waldenian blademaster of renown known as Corwin Freiherr von Alstreim, lifting upwards his massive Zweihänder in support of the Herzog. Perhaps the puppet-Kaiserin would meet her end by that blade, much alike many other enemies of Renatia.
  5. ”That pet store in Sutica sold rats for way cheaper,” mused a Waldenian knight of renown, known as Corwin Freiherr von Alstreim.
  6. “Outstanding act,” declared Corwin Freiherr von Alstreim with a nod of approval, stroking his mighty Waldenian beard.
  7. ”Very cute declaration,” says Blessed Aran Talraen de Rennes up in the Seven Skies, devouring popcorn straight out of his Landsknecht beret.
  8. Doktor Corwin, a specialized and licensed plague doctor depicted on the parchment, prescribes the Orenian plague victims a nice, long and healthy walk back from Cloud Temple with his greatsword.
  9. “And blood like in the Siege of Ruriksgrad? Ah, wait – the dogs of Hanseti manned the walls of Norland in that one.” A Waldenian knight laughs at the selective memory of his ancient, treacherous countrymen, chalking it up to their enormously high mortality rates in battles and skirmishes. With every coming day, his sacred vow to end ten Carrion puppets for every Imperial Renatian knight fallen to Haensetic snakery streamed dangerously close to completion. The Orenian Prince known as Charles Edward also chuckled at the thought of Haensetic “loyalists”, full well remembering the mass Carrion rebellion being prepared in Reza during his short reign as Emperor. He also recalls the NAFTA riots, knowing the Carrion forces were one order away from declaring against the Imperial crown. ”Truly, if the pagans somehow prevail, the Empire won’t lose much of importance.”
  10. The Waldenian known as Corwin Freiherr von Alstreim prepared four bands of parchment, inscribing upon them four names from the razed memorial of the Siege of Helena in spotless Waldenian blackletter. Though lacking a wax sigil, he nonetheless wrapped them around the hilt of his relic greatsword, as mementos in anticipation of justice, much alike a Dragon Knight purity seal. “You will never be forgotten. And they will never be forgiven – only punished.” ✠ 𝔍𝔞𝔫 ℜ𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔳𝔬𝔫 𝔄𝔩𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔦𝔪 𝔉𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔡𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔥 ℜ𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔳𝔬𝔫 𝔅𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔫 𝔍𝔞𝔪𝔢𝔰 ℜ𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔳𝔬𝔫 𝔚𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔰𝔬𝔯 𝔅𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔶 𝔡𝔢 𝔉𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔳𝔯𝔞𝔲𝔩𝔱 ✠
  11. A Renatian knight fondly reminisced of the countless victories Renatus had attained over the cowardly, skydaemon-backed realm of Haense, the kingdom that crawled beneath snow elves, Courlanders, and a landless pretender for a chance of triumph that never came. He neatly rolled the parchment upon which the hilarious poem came, tucking it into his fiction section.
  12. “Almost beneath a Dragon’s honor to trample upon these miserable bands,” remarked the Prince of Alstion, present in the pitifully quick engagement alongside his Horenic kin – having leapt across the bandit battlements on his charger adorned with purple and black, striking down orcs with his lance.
  13. “A failed rebel field commander whose ragtag bands of armed peasants could not score any victories even with Elfen backing; a pretend-ruler who based his right on a Saint’s hour’s worth of squatting in the palace with a rally of ten half-men; a brat who threatened Helena with nonhuman-backed genocide once driven out of the city by a token Alstion warband; a cutthroat whose hands were stained by the blood of a thousand Lorrainian townsfolk; a snake who conspired to murder his liege and tarnish his legitimate lineage so he might rule over Man as Lord-Protector, and whose plots extend to this day, for through inexplicable sky-daemon sorcery his son will be Emperor one day – though the vassals rejected his rule. Truly, the greatest man of our generation.” An old Renatian spits on the usurper’s legacy.
  14. The Prince of Alstion, known as Charles Edward, took a moment’s rest following the siege – his newly-forged black plate adorned with Horenic regalia bearing not a single dent, for the orcish hordes did little but make pathetic attempts to flee his sword and the blades of his retinue. His gaze wandered towards his kinsman, the victorious commander, and then to himself – noting a discrepancy in comparison to the slaughter at Vintas. This time the armies of Man were triumphant, and back then they hadn’t been. He wondered about the shortcomings of the Carrion strike force then, and the realization soon dawned upon him, in the form of a distant whisper carrying the voice of a Waldenian loyalist. ”No Horen, no win.”
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