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Ernst Barclay smiles widely as he'd go to give Bruce a pat on the shoulder the next time the two would be about preparing the construction of Freimark's town. "Grown and all." he'd smile widely towards his friend, then going to prepare some good clothing for the occasion.

Ernst Barclay, a peasant and farmer at heart smiles widely as he looks at the set up event. "Herr Bruce does fine work, as do the rest" he says with a proud smile then, announcing around Freimark for all to clear their schedules and attend said event.

Ernst Barclay, staying to hear the rest of the story in the Haeseni tavern during one of his visit to his northern kin, would scratch his chin characteristically. Upon hearing the full story from the man, the Count would lean forward "Where are these whereabouts, my good man?" he'd ask, lager in hand "It would be a good hunt for the Sons of Saint Tylos to join." he'd propose then with a smile "Might do some good by the grace of GOTT." he'd add. Were the Barclay to be told further of the threat's whereabouts, he'd go back to the County of Freimark, and seek some of his men. He'd find his Chaplain and Bannerman Fiodor @Remaclus as well as , Novitiates Sebastian @Traveller, Aldred @ratlordmagicand Talky @DESRRALACKto join him on said hunt during one of the following months. The von Freimark then went to his Hauptmann and Vassal, Baron Borys @Oloxx_"Could set up another party with the rest of the lads who can't make it with me if there's more"

Ernst Barclay smiles at the news of his favorite king's return. He then signs the Lorraine, asking his Chaplain Father Fiodor @Remaclus to pray for the newly born princess.

Another enlistment paper would be filled on behalf of Adda, the handwriting would be Ernst's. It appeared said Novitiate could not write. Full Name: Rambo Age: 20s Gender: Male Race: Human Religion: Don't Practice any [Username: qouv]

"Saint Tylos be with them" prays the Ernst as he signs the lorraine, going to spend time with his own son then.

Ernst Barclay nods his head approvingly "It takes great humility to apologize, und ein humble Canonist is a good Canonist" added the Count as he'd go give his good friend Wlad a pat on the shoulder the next time they'd meet in Freimark

Ernst Barclay reads through the most recent enlistment form as he smiled "Based"

THE FIRST FREIMARKISH MOOT A GENTRY’S DUE Letters from the Barony of Freimark On the 2nd of the First Seed, 1842 Artist’s depiction of First Moot of Freimark TO THE PIOUS MEN AND WOMEN OF HOUSE JAZLOVIECKI More than a century ago, our Houses have stayed close to one another. They worked together and they worked together. Since the time of its founding, the House of Jazloviecki has been alongside that of Barclay, following its upbringing and the rise of them both. Again, in the last years, the same situation has occurred, the once great allies have reunited again, cooperating and growing together through work and diligence. The House of Jazloviecki have been recognized for their efforts, and have been granted the title of Gentry within the lands of Freimark. For this Reason, I, Ernst Barclay von Freimark, with this letter, call forth the First Freimarkish Moot as per both Reinmaren and Lechitian tradition, and summon all members of the House of Jazloviecki to join the Moot within the walls of the castle of Neuberg. The aim of the Moot shall be to discuss the future of our Houses, their connections to one another, as well as communication between the members of the Freimarkish House, and their Baron. At the end of the Moot, whatever is decided during the gathering, shall be written down and sealed as official documentation of the first Freimarkish Moot. THE FOLLOWING ARE SUMMONED: Herr Borys Jazloviecki, Hauptmann von Freimark Holy Sir August Jazloviecki, Lieutenant of the Esheveurd Brigade Herr Jan Jazloviecki, Bannerman of Saint Tylos Herr Wladyslaw Jazloviecki, Bannerman of Saint Tylos Herr Feliks Jazloviecki, Novitiate of Saint Tylos Herr Oktawian Jazloviecki, Novitiate of Saint Tylos Herr Fiodor Jazloviecki, Novitiate of Saint Tylos Herr Jindrich Jazloviecki Frau Zofia Jazloviecki IM NAMEN GOTTES, HIS EXCELLENCY, Ernst Barclay von Freimark, Lord Exchequer of Savoy, Freiherr von Freimark, Herr von Neuberg, der Kommandant des Schwarzen Kreuzes.

Ernst smiles the Sun's smile as he learns of the news from Ulrich in Freimark.

Ernst Barclay smiles widely as he signs the Lorraine "Based. Based on what? Based on GOTT" he says, his kin now striking canonist Barclay Bargains.

Based, extra based +15

"The frick?" asked a very much confused Ernst Barclay "Reinhardt truly is the Barclay Monster!" he'd exclaim in a jest

Name: Ernst Barclay Age: 22 Place of birth: Reinmar Contact ((OOC: Discord)): you gottit

Ernst Barclay reads all the interesting planned activities thst the many Savoyard Bachelors can participate in. He then approaches his wife, Amadea @Asutto"Can be break up for like... one day?" he jested

A BARON'S PLEA THE THREE SOLUTIONS Letters from the Barony of Freimark On the 24th of the Sun's Smile, 1841 Artist’s depiction of First Baronial Court of Freimark TO THE PIOUS MEN AND WOMEN OF SAVOY, FOREIGNERS AND WHOMEVER THIS MAY CONCERN, I, Ernst Barclay von Freimark, write this letter much like I did the previous one, for it concerns my shared problem of constant nightmares, which have been torturing me for months on end. However, whilst the previous letter was that of desperation, this one is that of appreciation. During the First Baronial Court of Freimark, I called for a reply to my plea, and instead of a single one, I was approached with three: The first one came in the form of medicine. For it was a lady unbeknownst to me before, who offered me her remedies. Sleeping agents, she offered me, to aid me, a sample I was offered, and a sample I shall apply. To GOTT I pray that such will put an end to my nocturnal torment. The second reply to my plea came in the form of a Hexer, one called Edmond of Sava, a man who so admitted to specialize in dealing with monsters and beasts. Thus, it was suggested that my torment stems from a possession, as was agreed by His Highness and my dear friend, Ulrich von Alstreim. Thus, shall I also try to seek remedy in the sir Hexer, yet I pray to GOTT that my mortal flesh has not been plagued by daemons. The final, third reply to my aid came in the form of my cousin, Emil Barclay von Reinmar. Sent by my northern kin from Reinmar, it was suggested that I seek the Morovar Oracle, Franz, Prince of Haense. For such, I shall be able to achieve not only cured nightmares, but answered ones, for their contents torment me more than their existence. However, it so appears that said Prince has gone missing from the Haeseni lands. Thus, the following shall be declared. THE QUEST OF THE ORACLE Artist’s Depiction of the Sons of Saint Tylos departing to find the Oracle Be decree of the Baron of Freimark, Lord Ernst Barclay The first quest of Freimark shall initiate. Dubbed the Quest of the Oracle by the lord of the land, its completion shall be tasked to the Sons of Saint Tylos, so that the Prince of Haense may be found once more. Those men who so wish to receive the quest, may do so through talking to the Baron von Freimark, so that they may aid to the ending of such problems and bad omens. To GOTT and Saint Tylos we pray that they aid Freimarkish Bannermen in their bestowed quest. IM NAMEN GOTTES, HIS EXCELLENCY, Ernst Barclay von Freimark, Lord Exchequer of Savoy, Baron of Freimark, Lord of Neuberg, Commander of the Black Cross.

"Hey, it's free artwork" chuckled Ernst as his younger, northern cousins showed him the poster during their next visit in Freimark.

Ernst Barclay smiles at the sent letter, chuckling a bit as he read through its contents. The next time he'd make to see the Lord Marshal, he'd give him a pat on the shoulder, thanking him for the letter, and then offering to buy him a drink as he once promised during the bandit jester's flogging.

AN INAUGURATION NEUBERG Letters from the Barony of Freimark On the 1st of The First Seed, 1841 Depiction of soldiers of the Sons of Saint Tylos scouting the land around Freimark TO THE PIOUS MEN AND WOMEN OF SAVOY, FOREIGNERS AND WHOMEVER THIS MAY CONCERN, As a new day dawns, new beginnings emerge. As the old day sets, so do practices of old. Yet, today we celebrate the beginning of a new day, the beginning of a new chapter, and a new Barony. After years of effort and hard work by many architects and builders, it pleases the Noble House of Barclay to announce that the first castle of Freimark has been constructed. Now standing tall atop the north-western hill by the city of San Luciano, the burg shall serve as a house for both Barclays, the residents of Freimark, and the army of the Sons of Saint Tylos, until the Baronial lands expand. As such, by the Baron’s decree, shall the fort be dubbed the Castle of Neuberg. Thus, signifying NEW beginnings, shall the castle take such name, and may GOTT bless it in the times to come. Furthermore, would the Baron of Freimark humbly invite all to attend the Inauguration of the Barony. TIMELINE Artist’s painting of the Castle of Neuberg at sunset. THE BLESSING OF NEUBERG All were created by GOTT, and all are allowed to be created by GOTT. Thus is also the occasion with the construction of Neuberg, for it was by GOTT’s will that it was allowed to be built, and by GOTT’s will it stands. As such, the Inauguration shall begin with a collective prayer and blessing ceremony held inside the castle, so it may be blessed before the eyes of GOTT. THE BARONIAL COURT - The Baron's Plea After the Blessing Ceremony, court will be held inside the throne room of Neuberg, where Baron Ernst shall address his subjects and those guests of Freimark. Furthermore, the holding of the Baronial Court shall serve as a way for the Baron’s nightmare-related plea to be addressed by and and all individuals who wish to aid. THE FIRST JOUST OF SAINT TYLOS As per Reinmaren tradition, a jousting tournament shall be in place. It shall be the first of many tournaments to be held within the lands of Freimark, and its winner shall be dubbed the Kavalier von Freimark as a honorary title to their great equestrian skills. All are encouraged to enter the tournament, especially the subjects of Freimark, so that they may show their equestrian worth. THE FEAST OF FREIMARK Finally, the revelry shall end with a fest held within the castle’s walls. Food and drinks shall be served, music will be played, and all shall be invited to attend the joyous occasion. In order to conclude the Inauguration, a final prayer will be held, and the event shall come to an end. IM NAMEN GOTTES, HIS EXCELLENCY, Ernst Barclay von Freimark, Lord Exchequer of Savoy, Baron of Freimark, Lord of Neuberg, Commander of the Black Cross.

A BARON'S PLEA NIGHTMARES Letters from the Barony of Freimark On the 20th of Snow’s Maiden, 1841 Artist’s depiction of Baron Ernst being tormented by his nightmares. TO THE PIOUS MEN AND WOMEN OF SAVOY, FOREIGNERS AND WHOMEVER THIS MAY CONCERN, I, Ernst Barclay von Freimark, write this letter as a plea, I write it as a call for help. May all those who shall read this share in my grief and problem, and any who will be able to assist me step forth. During recent times, I have found myself experiencing recurring dreams during the time before the birth of my firstborn, Dietrich Radovan Barclay. However, after my son’s birth, the many dreams have continued once more, this time stronger and more vivid. They are not pleasant, and I fear for their meaning. As such, do I send missives to all those of the land, priests, oracles, interpreters of dreams, and anyone who may somehow aid this humble Baron in need, I invite you to Savoy, and then to the castle of Freimark once it has been fully built. I invite you to share with me in my struggle, and help me understand the meanings of these nightmares. GOTT mit uns. IM NAMEN GOTTES, HIS EXCELLENCY, Ernst Barclay von Freimark, Lord Exchequer of Savoy, Baron of Freimark, Commander of the Black Cross.

"Another Barclay Bargain" smirk Ernst, Erich, and Brandt, all Barclay jewlery and money pursuers of similar mentalities

Ernst Barclay smiles as he passed through the square, enjoying the bard's tunes.

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