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Jan Jazloviecki frowned as he thought of his friendship with Heinrik "Friends to foes within a year. How quick does one's attitude change." The Count then took a moment to think "It matters not, for our soldiers will march through that cursed Duchy and our Dragon Banners will flutter in the wind once more. We'll win or die with Charlie" He sighed heavily before pinning the King's statement to Warsovian noticeboard

Jan Jazloviecki sighed heavily at the declaration "Why does it come to this Heinrik? Once friends, now foes. GOD will be the judge and he will choose the victors." The one-eyed Count said simply to himself 

Jan Jazloviecki simply nodded

lets gooooo

I LOVE MY CULTURAL COUSINS 

~Your Biggest Lechian Fan

Jan Jazloviecki sighed, remembering how he found Leon's dead body on the road. He recalled all deeds of Leon - the good and the bad "You fought against my father in the Harvest Revolution, but later you have been one of the few to welcome me and my kinsmen back to the Heartlands with open arms. I will probably never understand where did that sudden change of attitude come from but it does not matter on this day. You were a hero. A hero who saved Prince Henry's life. I will personally make sure Aaun will never forget that. Wherever you are right now Herzog Leon, I hope you have found peace." He said to himself before walking to the Merryweather chapel in order to pray

Venerable Borys III Jazloviecki shed a tear from the Seven Skies as the legacy of Savoy lives on not only within the members of his own House

Jan Jazloviecki smirks "Based, as the youth says..." He commented on the document 

5 minutes ago, Pancho said:

Make minas more valuable and gained through a more roleplay based market system using NPCs and make resources somewhat rare for nations to spur trade

I agree so much here, imo the nations lack certain products that would be impossible to get anywhere else, like mountain nations having gems, coal, iron and so on. It could be done through various trading companies having their shops in various cities and so on. I wouldn't personally mind doing some good old merchant RP 

Jan Jazloviecki lowered his head as he heard of Lady Calliope's death "She was a true friend of our house kids..." He said to his offspring

@ratlordmagic@PecenyRohlik@Travisty

Jan Jazloviecki smirks as he usually does "Guise is ours." He repeated the sacred words again

A certain Lechian Margrave stood on a balcony and sighed heavily "Once you do pass, I hope you will be at peace Calliope. You have always been a faithful Canonist, unlike me..." He said before shaking his head and going back inside

Jan Jazloviecki smiles in support of all the Aaunic Ladies

Jan Jazloviecki smirked at the treaty "GUISE IS OURS" He said proudly before going to celebrate

Jan Jazloviecki smiled warmly at his children "One day I will be with our ancestors in the Seven Skies while you, dear children, will carry our banner forward, under King Henry..." The Count said to his four infants - three sons and recently-born daughter 

Jan Jazloviecki smirks at the invitation "Splendid." He commented simply

6 hours ago, Drew2_dude said:

Otto Gant would look upon the missive puzzled, "Well, considerin' we've never been informed or invited to a Diet, hard to go. Clearly these fools do not wish for our attendance. Maybe its time we make them honour an oath that has been unkept and broken for too long."

 

Friedrich von Alstreim, twin brother of Lord Vandalore frowns at the response "But you are calling..." He said to himself and shook his head  

Jan Jazloviecki raised a cup of mead in Warsovia "Szczęścia" He wished them both in Lechitic, before going to take a hefty swig

Jan Jazloviecki smirks "Imagine not living in Aaun" He said to himself

Jan Jazloviecki, the Bastard of Grodno sat in his comfortable chair to drink some Savoyard coffee as this missive was brought to him "Alstion bastards? How peculiar..." He said with a quiet click of his tongue before taking a sip of his beverage

Good man from the mighty empire of Shqipëria

+1

Jan Jazloviecki smirked as he stood among the other Aaunic Lords

Jan Jazloviecki, the Count of Warsovia read the missive before giving it back to Wiktor "We shall get her in no time." Afterwards he nodded firmly at his relative

Jan draws his sword from its scabbard and, looking straight at that finally clean blade, says "Blood for Barclay" After that he retracted the blade and signed the Lorraine, after which he mounted his horse and rode towards Minitz

Imagine not being a Silit