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Fabian, in an uncharacteristic but perhaps understandable state since his father's death, chases the courier foolish enough to deliver a copy of the hearsay to his door out, whacking them upon the head with it repeatedly. "A prinzenas is a prinzenas, nie matter how heavily with sinful child!"

Fabian Kortrevich approves of this light-hearted reporting.

Fabian Kortrevich begins the precise whittling of a lady's fan for the Princess Isabel, humming a merry tune to himself.

Fabian Kortrevich learns of his childhood friend's passing upon the return of a wedding invitation. He recalls a soft-spoken girl for whom he travelled a tundra to deliver flowers; a stoic princess who guided him through a stony labyrinth to freedom; a wounded warrior upon his door. He leans back in his office chair overlooking Valdev, a city Rosalind will never see; a city, he thinks to himself with a sniffle and a bitter smile, she would have hated. The tears were coming, then, hot and unwelcome; he was a man now, a grown man, not the tow-headed child who thought the pagan princess who pressed a diamond in his hands for his homeless friend was the nicest girl he'd ever met, and now she was gone. She was gone. It would be a long and quiet night in the soon-to-be-wed's apartments, save for the occasional, broken sob, and murmured prayers to a God she had not believed in.

Gronna ag Droba, 481 E.S | Tobias’ Bounty, 61 B.A [[June 10 / 1PM EST / 5PM GMT]] It is the delight of the Houses d’Arkent and Kortrevich to announce the long-awaited nuptials of Augustina Catella and Fabian Otto. Their courtship first bloomed at the Symposia Pragma of their youth, and in the tumultuous years since has not only endured, but flourished into a love rooted in mutual respect and creative spirit. Their matrimony shall unify not only two young hearts, but dignified Houses of the North and South, and it is with great pride that both families invite their dearest friends and extended kin to the festivities which will mark this most joyous occasion. [A depiction of a noble wedding.] The Prelude The couple and those who wish to join them shall shatter plates outside the sacred walls of the chosen Basilica to ensure no ill spirits encroach upon the day. They shall then drink from one cup of wine, representing the blood of the family and the shared times, both bitter and sweet, which lay ahead. The Ceremony The Ceremony shall be held in the Church of the Holy Supernals in Portoregne, Capital of the Kingdom of Balian. The couple shall walk down the aisle together, united before GOD, and upon their vows have their hands bound with cloth; lives and customs both entwined. The Reception The Reception shall be hosted near to the Ceremony. Following the ceremony, the celebration shall move to a dinner featuring cuisine of both Balianese and Haeseni origin. The couple shall observe a number of post-ceremony traditions from both cultures, along with dancing and revelry. Gifts are not expected, but will be gladly accepted. [Portraits of the bride and bridegroom by Lady Augustina herself.] SIGNÉE PAR, His Excellency, Fabian Otto Kortrevich, Grand Lord of Hanseti-Ruska, Archivist of the House Kortrevich Her Ladyship, Augustina Catella d’Arkent, Lady of Salia, Court Painter of the Palatio Arancione Alongside the immediate Families, the following Individuals are Personally Invited to join in celebration: His Royal Majesty, Georg I Her Royal Majesty, Sofia of Hyspia His Serene Highness, Aleksandr Otto Her Serene Highness, Amaya Milena Her Royal Highness, Elena Casimira Her Royal Highness, Lydia Antheia Firress Marian Her Ladyship, Nataliya Amador His Lordship, Aleksandr Audemar Her Excellency, Josefina Barclay Her Ladyship, Theodosya Cecilya Barclay Her Grace, Roslin Baruch Her Ladyship, Ailsa Baruch His Lordship, Alasdair Baruch Her Ladyship, Alyona Godunov His Lordship, Malcolm Gant Her Ladyship, Callista Kervallen Firress Franziska Morovar Her Ladyship, Emigliana O’Rourke Her Royal Highness, Briar Pendraic Her Royal Highness, Rosalind Freysson Ruric Her Serene Highness, Analiesa Josefina Her Ladyship, Aleksandra vas Ruthern Her Ladyship, Stefaniya Ipera vas Ruthern Firr, Gawyn Tiber Her Ladyship, Allessandra de Vend His Lordship, Haus Weiss-Vuiller His Lordship, Walter Weiss

Fabian Otto Kortrevich blindly signs the missive, far too impressed by The Alchemist's vocabulary to strain his eyes reading any further, and idly wonders if it isn't time he take up his childhood interest in the alchemical sciences once more.

Fabian Kortrevich packs his pipe, cracks his knuckles, rolls up a newspaper, calls for his secretary to put on a fresh kettle, and prepares to rock this.

Fabian Kortrevich is pleasantly surprised to receive a personal invitation, having been drafting similar for his own impending matrimony. He beams, delighted for the long-awaited union of his cousin and the Baroness, and at once begins elaborate gift plans heavily featuring fresh cuts of poppies and kaffa lillies.

Peals of delighted laughter disrupt the quiet of a Kortrevich's reclusive garden, as his very own invitation is waved triumphantly in the air. "At last!" The Grand Lord cries - before the enormity of the oncoming festivities hits him, and his laughter gains a far more manic, exhausted edge, face soon buried in his hands. "And, oh, Godani - already..."

Player Appreciation May 2023 It’s that time again! Player Appreciation is a unique tradition of the Haense community as a means of recognizing someone who’s hard work and passion makes this space what it is, both IRP and OOC. May’s Player of the Month has certainly contributed both, particularly in this busy period on the server. Whether choosing to play a character who’s kindness and generosity brightened the refugee camps of Savoy, working long hours on the Haense build server, or sending their nightly fun facts (always with a cookie), this player takes every opportunity to create a welcoming, warm experience for all who meet them. It is my honor to give thanks by introducing May’s Player of the Month… SmolBean @Smol Anna is such a bright light and never fails to brighten anyone’s day. I love that she always reminds others that they are appreciated and goes out of her way to be kind to others. She is a pivotal part of our community and I appreciate all the work she does. She truly is a hardworking and kindhearted individual that I admire and am grateful to call my friend. @sarahbarah DUDE, YOU ARE AWESOOOME. You CARRY the library, and you’ve put so much work into the rebuild. Both the systems, and the actual build itself. Don’t go thinking we haven’t noticed!!! That, and you are an awesome friend. You go out of your way every night to wish people goodnight, with a fun (or slightly terrifying) fact. It makes my day, seriously. You earned this gwurlie, go get it! @CasChaos An incredible player with great talent and drive that she puts to the community, always writing posts or planning events. One of the best RPers I've met, I can roleplay with her for hours without pause and she has a great understanding of characters and what makes good character interactions. I am grateful she is part of this community, and my friend. Truly dedicated, and a hard worker. @VerminHunter Please join us here in giving Smol some well-earned thanks and appreciation, and tune back in next month for another awesome player in our community! Another highly-nominated player for this month was the much-beloved @tadabug2000, a marvelous leader who has put in a world of effort playing Haense’s Queen Consort. If you’d like to drop Tada some well-earned kindness and gratitudes, please add onto her player appreciation post here!

Fabian Kortrevich reviews the work of his dearest friend, cackling at memories of a misspent youth. "Well done, Ams!"

Fabian Kortrevich is, in fact, terribly colorblind. For those willing to profit, though, this has only made his BEET QUEST all the more frenzied.

A simple missive on rough, handmade paper and painted in faint inks circulates the realms of Failor. SEEKING THE BEET-EN PATH If this missive finds you, it is from a man with a most simple request. I will trade most any Valuables and Wares in exchange for knowledge of where to find Beets or for Beets or for Beet Seeds upon the fair lands of Failor. I shall Find These Missives; do leave a Note attached if I might meet with you in regards to Beets. His Excellency, Fabian Otto Kortrevich, Grand Lord of Hanseti-Ruska

Fabian Kortrevich furiously knits a nice tunic for the occasion.

Fabian Kortrevich, thinking of no one particular family member, repeatedly and methodically thumps his forehead against a rough-hewn kitchen table in the sunny lands of Failor.

Fabian Kortrevich was never meant to be a soldier. Too thin; too sick; too soft, down to his beating, loving heart. And yet, fate. He had fired and he had fought alongside better men. He had tended their wounded, sat soaked in their blood and murmuring unheard prayers. He had followed Amaya, a someday-Queen, as loyally as his own hunting-hounds once had. He had called to Baldrum Colborn with such glee - reporting that one of his sons would live, was healed, hoping to give the man one more reason to fight. Later, in Savoy, it would fall to Fabian to arrange Ser Baldrum's memorial. Later, in Savoy, it would be the same hands never meant to pack a cannon that would pass wood-scraps along the builder's line; that would till the soil for some small garden; that would stock pantry-shelves, and pass around candles. Later, in Savoy, that which Aleksandr had foretold would begin. Slowly. In small ways. A cold bottle of Carrion. A driftwood Lorraine. Matters which felt more right, more natural, to the Kortrevich; means, however small in the grand shadow of the threat they faced, of rebuilding.

Fabian Kortrevich recalled a good man; a good knight, and, in the quiet of the refugee camps, sobbed for the brave life lost.

Fabian Kortrevich reviews the horoscope as he readies his quiver and his healer's bag on the door of war. He nods, with a steadying breath, and slides his helm on.

Fabian Kortrevich smiles to himself, having won a wager of words on John's second-borns, and at once sends for his shears to arrange a congratulatory bouquet - pondering, meanwhile, if he shouldn't write the twins' loveliest aunt to offer babysitting assistance.

MC Name: Cr1tt3r_ Discord: Critter#2059 Image: Description of Image: a tea-stained chart of the morrivi court system Dimensions: 2 x 1

Somewhere, deep in the holds of the Song, Vines felt a tremor and a shift in the rhythm of her dance and remembered, thoughts unbidden, the gruff figure who held her hand through the delivery of a child; who walked through their village with a rugged grace; who had guided so very, very many. She paused. And, like all the rest whose path the Lynx had left her mark upon, she mourned.

Fabian Kortrevich heard word of his friend's illness through the churn of the Haeseni rumor-mill, and set down his papers with a sigh, staring balefully at a cup of tea with a purse of his lips. "So, mea friend," he informed the curls of lavender steam, "rest has found vy." Then, with a wry smile, he rose; drained the last of his cup, and threw the cloak over his shoulder, calling for a page to ready his horse. Lilac fields and superstition had kept him away from visiting the Weiss lands, but the concerning matter of Haus Weiss-Vuiller's condition overruled such worries as the fellow healer-man set out to find the truth of the matter.

A letter would arrive for Marija in the coming days, delivered by a Kortrevich courier-boy along with a spring of white daffodils; a sign of happiness and renewal. Dear Lady Marija Colborn, Court Baker, My apologies once more for the oversights in my Proposal, and a sincere thank-you for the jar of honey, which is lovely and now all but essential to my daily routine. After much Conference with her Majesty, the Post of Court Baker shall be placed betwixt that of Assistant and Mistress; free to hold your own Wards and instruct the Chefs of the Servantry, though ultimately beneath the Purview of the Pantry as a whole. I leave it to you and Nona Fable to determine your exact division of duties and corresponding chain of command within the Pantry; she is a most accommodating woman and not one for Hierarchy, so I am sure you will not find yourself particularly restricted by the good Mistress. Your position, as granted by their Majesties in recognition of your most impressive skills, shall be the only instated in such a way as the Courts continue to grow. There is such a thing, after all, as too many cooks in the kitchen; and all service is good and worthy service. Thank you again for your grace in these burdensome times. I do most look forward to how you shall wield your Post, and hope this general compromise satisfies. If you have further concerns regarding the Proposed Structure or any other matter, do not hesitate to seek me out. Sincerely, His Excellency, Fabian Otto Kortrevich Grand Lord of Hanseti and Ruska A revised copy of the FABIANITE CHART would be thus attached, and posted throughout the Palace.

Fabian - appreciative of Marija's etiquette, though she would find him with a quill-pen protruding from his hair, ink down his shirt, and otherwise in disarray - he hears her out, though paws for a copy of his chart and the Writ of Appointment establishing the Court Bakna. "Ah," he says, twisting it. "...Huh. Well. - .." The chart is upside-down, which he rectifies. "...Hm. I suppose you could - be something of an oversight for ve palace chefs, ai, or - well, most simply vy would hold vyr title as a carry-over within ve Pantry .. Ah, Godan, I've forgotten Khazya - alright, ah, I doniet suppose, Lady Colborn, vy would be so kind to offer some patience while I meet with ve Koenas and - straighten this oversight right out. Szam, for ve inconvenience, quite dearly - vy do make an excellent cake.."

A STRUCTURAL PROPOSAL Issued by the GRAND LORD OF HANSETI-RUSKA On this 6th day of Joma ag Ugmund of 476 E.S. The Marriage of the Monarchs and the regal, indomitable spirit of Her Majesty Sofia of Hyspia have seen nothing short of a surge of life throughout the Courts. We have opened new positions; heard new ideas; found, with every day, a new wave of talent and passion among our people, and now find ourselves with the mounting task of how best to apply it -- particularly as the threats abroad encroach, and our lands become shadowed. Thus, I propose the following Structure. The Positions of Grand Lord as the shepherd of court tradition and custom; the Custodian as overseer of the Servantry and hand to the Royal Household; the Chamberlain as the events-master and hand to the Capital’s festivities, or the spirit thereof in these uncertain times, remain unchanged. The bulk of this proposal lays, instead, in the Masters and Mistresses of Courtly Pursuits and their duties; particularly as the Court faces the loss of its physical realm and a time of great upheaval throughout Almaris; and the establishing of the following: COURTIERS of the ARTS Gifted artists ready to share their craft. SCHOLARS of the ABSTRACT Aspiring students and practitioners of the Arcane crafts. ATTENDANTS of the HUNT Those who wish to learn of the Hunt's Etiquette and caring for the wilds. ASSISTANTS to the PANTRY Cooks who wish to bring the craft far beyond the kitchen. ASSISTANTS to the ROBES Rising apprentice tailors and seamstresses. These are not to be trivial titles, doled out for the sake of self-righteous preening. They should be viewed as stepping-stones to the writ of Haeseni history; positions for those of bright minds and talent, though both too old for wardships and too green to run at higher ranks; those who aspire to the Court, but have, until now, yet to have a position carved out for them, and in carving that position, I further hope to prevent a bloated system as we strive to accommodate the many bright minds who have emerged in our search. Quite like the Mistress or Master of the Robes has had recognized assistants, this would see each Master or Mistress allowed to oversee a retinue of their own courtiers. While the Master of the Arts, for instance, may dabble in and arrange matters of all arts, their Courtiers may be individuals recognized for some particular skill in a more specific facet of the arts; for instance, a renowned music teacher. By recognizing these individuals by a collective title, the general hierarchy of the court remains intact, but their talents and willingness to share them for the enrichment of the Haeseni people may be empowered, and used to bolster the efforts of their respective Head of Pursuit. The gifted musician may host lessons on traditional song; an Attendant to the Hunt might tend to the dressing of game after the noble festivities; an Assistant to the Pantry might compile regional recipes for publication, now with the fullest support of the Court and in direct communication with those further endeavoring the relevant cultural efforts within the Realm. Furthermore, these positions lay out a clear path for Wards within these Pursuits to ascend after coming of age, and encourage healthy competition for the posts of Mistress and Master among them -- or an avenue for those who do not wish to be keeper-of-all-trades, but simply masters of one, and supporters to the rest. In general summary, this proposal serves to put to paper what is already finding itself in practice, while preventing a sudden swell of titles in the Court’s efforts to recognize, support, and uplift Haeseni talent. This revitalization of the Courts in these dire times of strife must, in my humble opinion as the Queen’s appointed, serve to protect the Traditions, the Culture, the Spirit of our people. A system which depends not on the Palace but on those People will, I hope, keep us disciplined and united in the face of challenges to come. His Excellency, Fabian Otto Kortrevich, Grand Lord of Hanseti and Ruska