Ryanark

BROTHERS THROUGH BLOOD 11th of the First Seed, 1865 ___________________________________________________________________________ Upon a morning that came to splinter from one to two, a duel was arranged between the Margrave of Arichsdorf and the Kingdom of Haense, to settle a dispute which at its core was a matter of the Aurelian Brotherhood. On that fateful morning, the riders of Haense, the stout people of Arichsdorf, and the faithful Aurelian Brotherhood met in the fields. The duel was originally supposed to be held between the Haensemen and the Arichsdorfers to dispute jurisdiction over a man of the Brotherhood who gravely injured a guard of Haense - that which he rightfully regarded as the enemy. The Brotherhood stepped in, offering to duel the Haensemen in Arichsdorf’s stead, seeing as it was more of a matter to them. In turn, both sides agreed upon this, and so the duel was set and each Champion was called forth. After a gruelling and tiresome duel, the Champion of Haense struck the Champion of the Brotherhood as he was down, drawing blood and ending the duel. There was an uproar of cheers, mixed reactions from both sides as there were murmurings of the Brotherman’s fate in the hands of the enemy, the Haensemen. Scornful looks were cast upon the men of Haense as the Brotherhood stepped up to prevent the death of the Brotherman at the hands of Haense’s so-called justice. To allude or cast claims of death, to even entertain the concept of killing a man of the order is absolutely forbidden, and is subject to immediate retaliation. The men of Arichsdorf and its honourable Margrave Manfred, rightfully could not bear to stand idly, if they were to, then one could understandably consider their word unreliable. To the Brotherhood’s surprise but understanding, they defied them, siding with the men of Haense honourably. Though outnumbered, the Aurelian Brotherhood were adamant to uphold the tenets of their codex, and strike them both down, but spare the brave men of Arichsdorf for their iron word, an action of considerable acclaim. A battle ensued, with the Knights of the Brotherhood charging forth into the men of Haense, the men of Arichsdorf standing in defiance to withhold the charge. As the battle went on, Haensers suffered heavy losses, likewise the men of Arichsdorf being outmatched to the skill of the Knights of the Aurelian Brotherhood. For the men of Haense, the Aurelian could only offer them a slit neck, but for the men of Arichsdorf, the Aurelian offered them a hand up, refusing to kill a faithful and honourable vassal of the Empire. The Haense rally shattered into pieces, stragglers being chased and cut down through the forests of Ebonwood and surrounding lands. The Knights of the Brotherhood stood victorious. The women of the sisterhood were dispatched to the aid of Margrave Manfred, who became gravely injured during the fighting. He barely survived the incident, but luckily GOD had bestowed his mercy upon him and invigorated him to walk yet another day. The Aurelian Brotherhood marched home victorious, with many Haensers captured, and many more killed by the edge of their swords. In their infinite reverence of Aurelian and through their faith in GOD the Knights succeeded. But the man who started the incident, a certain Brother Ludvig was thereon expelled from the order and stripped of his armour. With heads dipped down in shame, a band of Knights walked back to Arichsdorf to sow friendship between the two entities. And they proclaimed; “With our fist to our heart, there is no ill intent wished upon the honourable leader as well as people of Arichsdorf, only to the Brotherhood’s and the Empire’s sworn enemy - the men of Haense. With undying loyalty to the Emperor and his decree do we heed, but should the enemy wish death upon a sworn Brother no matter the honour at stake, do we retaliate in force.” Thus, the Carolus and Hannes de Vilain of the Aurelian Brotherhood and the noble Manfred of Arichsdorf do hereby declare a state of friendship and alliance with each other, indivisible by any foreign, or domestic entity. GOD bless the Holy Orenian Empire, and Aurelian’s Blessings upon thee. ___________________________________________________________________________ Signed, Hannes de Vilain Baron of Acre, Knight-Captain of the Aurelian Brotherhood Manfred Carolus de Vilain Esteemed Grandmaster of the Aurelian Brotherhood

MC NAME : Ryanark RP NAME : Hannes de Vilain AGE : 35 Are you an Orenian Citizen or Ally : Yes Are you a Knight of the Empire: Y/N: N If you are from a Noble House, which one: de Vilain

Hannes smiled the sun's smile to Willem.

Hannes did not think twice about putting the gel in his hair, perhaps this will get rid of the girly curls! "Wait.. Lantern fuel?"

"Good health and recovery for the heir." Hannes wished for as he banged his chestplate with his right fist, the Brotherknight slipping on his golden mask once more.

A letter arrived, it was short and informal, but quite concise; The Barony of Acre will have a delicate amount of farmland to dedicate to loyal and humble farmers like ourselves. Should you have these qualities, seek out a blond man by the name of Hannes, usually found walking the streets of Providence.

"Pike in hand, we will die to claim our land." Hannes mused as he signed the missive.

Emiel van Aert read the missive, dropping the paper and digging his face into his palms.

Hannes finished reading the poem, a slight sense of familiarity creeping up on him as he pondered its meaning.

Hannes de Vilain became satisfied with the schooling he put the young Heidi through, after reading the lovely poem.

From lands of empty promise, emerged a band of men and women who chose to escape the clutches of a dire fate. Hannes of House Vilain surveyed the land with his Head Guard, naught but a simple smile and brisk nod to the settlers, filling each heart with a new hope.

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So ******* zvsed....

"Ave Renatus." uttered the blood-stricken Emiel van Aert, who left the battle with many scars and bruises to knead out.

Emiel panted and heaved heavily after killing a man and his horse, "This.. This white boy summer thing is gonna get me killed." He said as he regained his breath amidst the chaos of the battle, trying to cover his bleeding wounds and grunting the pain away from the bruises.

MC NAME : Ryanark RP NAME : Emiel van Aert AGE : 20 Are you an Orenian Citizen or Ally : Citizen Are you an ISA Soldier or a Knight of the Empire : i am above the isa If you are from a Noble House, which one : van Aert

"Like hammer and anvil, we forge a future instead with pen and paper." commented the Prince with the smile of a saint.

"God will smile upon our white castle again." lamented Emiel van Aert after the battle.

Prince Emiel recounts the precious time that he willfully dedicated to assisting in the rescue of Thomas!

Wanna try this cool game I made?

Emiel hides his foot fungus salve after reading this hit piece.

"Unfathomable." mumbled Emiel.

"God bless our new orc overlord"

RP Name: Emiel van AertMC Name: RyanarkVoted: Yes

"Huzzah"