Eryane

FUNERAL OF THE FALLEN CROWS

15th of Vzymey and Hynk, 298 ES

TO THOSE IN GREAT MOURNING OF THE MANY LOST IN RECENT TIMES— a grand pyre will be constructed within the confines of the Ekaterinburg palace courtyard, in which all Haeseni men and women are welcomed to come surround at the commencement of the funeral. To commemorate the true highlanders of Arcas, unlit torches are to be given to all present as the pyre itself begins to burn. 

Once the pyre is engulfed with flames, it will be proceeded by all coming forth with their torches and lighting them from the bonfire - in representation of the flame that passes on, and that the people of Haense stand together as one. As the blaze of the torches continue, speeches from any and all are welcomed in memory of those fallen. The event will conclude with the releasing of crows to their flight.

Queen Milena Ekaterina Barbanov

Princess Alexandria Cecilya Barbanov

Princess Mariya Angelika Barbanov

Princess Sofiya Theodosiya Barbanov

Prince Kazimar Lazar Alimar

Princess Anabel Aleksandra Alimar

Duke Karl Gustav Vyronov

Duke Jan Rudolph Vyronov

Lord Isaak Ulric Vyronov

Lord Konstanz Moritz Barclay

Lady Augusta Johanna Borsa

and the hundreds of other Haeseni brothers and sisters who have fought valiantly on the battlefields, or innocent lives taken during wartime. More names than listed above will be mentioned and remembered upon at the funeral.

WE COME AS CROWS

Signed,

HIS HIGHNESS, Andrik Petyr Barbanov, Grand Prince of Kusoraev 

HIS HIGHNESS, Otto Sigmar Alimar, Grand Prince of Muldav and Lord Marshal of the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska

HER HIGHNESS, Princess Maya Valeriya Alimar, Grand Lady of the Royal Courts of Hanseti-Ruska

Within the public Haeseni gardens, Maya Alimar settled herself on the only bench there with her eyes glazing over the direct spot where she, Andrik, and Alexandria had been planning their recreation of the Prikaz in the snow only days before. As she closed her eyes and rested the missive down beside her, she could still see the lifeless young princess – only nine – whose body had just been recovered. 

The last she saw of Alex was when she ventured out of the gardens to gather more snow for their fort. A child simply going about childish things – and she was slaughtered. “This is why we fight,” she murmured to herself as she prayed for Alexandria’s easy ascending to the seven skies to be with her mother, despite it being far too soon.

THE HAESENI SILVER JUBILEE

6th of Vzymey and Hynk, 296 ES

IN HONOR OF HIS ROYAL MAJESTY, KING ANDRIK III— a feast of grandeur shall be held within the Ekaterinburg Palace in honor of the twenty-five years of the king’s reign. All are welcomed to the celebration and anniversary, in which there will be a toast to His Majesty and a speech from his son, the Grand Prince of Kusoraev, Andrik Petyr. In such revelry, staple Haeseni cuisine and beverages will be available for whomever. Among the refreshments offered is to be Yopil, a mixture of Carrion Black and berries. Joyous music will ring throughout the feast hall for those wishing to partake in dancing, until the end of the night and conclusion of the event.

AVE ANDRIK.

AVE HAENSE.

Signed,

HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS, Andrik Petyr Barbanov, Grand Prince of Kusoraev

HIS EXCELLENCY, Markus Kortrevich, Lord Palatine of the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska, Baron of Koravia

HER HIGHNESS, Princess Maya Valeriya Alimar

HIS HIGHNESS, Prince Georg Lothar Alimar

Maya Alimar read over a flier informing her of the theatrical performance soon to come. She gave a nod, smiling,“I can only imagine how amazing this will be to see.” After, she’d return to the comforts of her home with the parchment in hand and shared the news of the upcoming event with anyone near. 

It was at the bedside of her sickly young sister, Karina, that Maya Alimar stood with the missive in her trembling fingers. She had read it over too many times to count, as if glancing over the words enough times would allow for them to change– and yet, they did not. The young girl of only twelve sunk to her knees with the parchment still tightly within her grasp.

Her eyes welled with tears as she was quick to realize that she would never hear the wise lectures or comforting words again of someone she considered her mentor, tutor; if not motherly figure that she could only hope to one day resemble in strength and resolve. She did not rise for quite some time, only finding solace in all that she had left of the woman she so greatly adored– memories.

“I don’t know how you stay so strong.” Maya had once told her in the confines of the royal quarters of the Ekaterinburg palace. The two had endured much that day together, though surviving through it nonetheless.

“A Queen must.” 

It was that memory alone the young girl held onto to know Milena would be not only welcomed into the seven skies by so many, but comforted there and still strong despite her life too early lost.

Maya Valeriya was strolling about the city as she heard the news from the soldiers and others who had fought bravely in the victorious battle. A prideful smile grew upon her lips as soon as word reached her, “Ave Haense! Ave Oren!”

JUBILATION OF RAISING SPIRITS

7th of Vzymey and Hynk, 295

IT IS TO ALL THE SUBJECTS OF THE GOD-ORDAINED EMPIRE that great revelry shall be held within the city of New Reza in reverence of the strength and unity of those within the empire and the Haeseni people. Such an event is in support of those who have and are going to be honorably fighting. The traditional Carrion Black drinking competition shall be held among many other festivities, alongside the performances of cultural Haeseni songs and caroling throughout the evening. 

Fine dishes of the Haenseman customs will be present from homely cooking of volunteers and other local chefs. Tests of strength such as arm-wrestling and brawling also will be taking place within the city to show the might of the army. All are welcomed throughout the empire, as one, to find merriment in the events and supporting of the army. 

WE COME AS CROWS, DRAGONS, BATS, AND BEARS.

AVE OREN.

IV JOVEO MAAN,

HER MAJESTY, Milena Ekaterina Barbanov nee Carrion, Queen-Consort of Hanseti-Ruska and its pertaining realms

HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS, Prince Matyas Arik Barbanov, Duke of Alban

HER HIGHNESS, Princess Maya Valeriya Alimar

HER EXCELLENCY, Kamilla Julya Stafyr, Lady Chamberlain of Hanseti-Ruska

Maya Alimar read over the missive within her family’s manor, holding the parchment close to her gaze. She would nod with pride over the Queen’s words to the people, simultaneously setting the paper off to the side. ”Da, it shall not set just yet.” She’d repeat as she peered up to the painting of a crow hanging in her bedroom. 

Maya Alimar was seated within the dining hall of her home alongside a tome placed before her. Her thoughts had trailed off to the war, diverting her focus from her readings. She rose and pulled the window’s curtain aside as she peered out to see all the goings-on of the Haeseni folk. A proud smile tugged at her lips, as she had loved her nation and all within it dearly. “Ave Haense,” she’d mutter under her breath before returning to her place at the table.

BAROVIFEST

4 Joma 291

Rooted in the golden harvests and autumns of old, the Haeseni Barovifest owes its charming festivities to the warmhearted countrymen with which they began. Blessed often with plentiful yields of the farm and field, the peasantry were renown for their annual celebrations of plenty and abundance—celebrations that, with the consolidation of the Haeseni people, have formed the present-day Barovifest observed throughout the modern Haeseni realm. Now, as the autumn season draws near, markets overbrim with the warm colors of the harvest’s yield and the streets are bedecked with decorations that herald the many revelries to come.

FESTIVITIES

In Order of Occurrence

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First Day

PUMPKIN HUNT—

Throughout the city of New Reza will be pumpkins spread out for participants to search for. For those with the diligence and sight to find the most pumpkins hidden will be rewarded.

COSTUME CONTEST—

A grand costume contest involving participants of any class of folk with the winner to be determined by select judges unnamed as of yet; the prizewinner will be chosen on the grounds of the effort and cleverness expended on the costume and its presentation.

AUCTION—

Various goods will be presented at a great bidding sale to be held on the first day of the festivities, during which the landfolk will be able to place bids on mark-worthy and valuable items.

Second Day

DRINKING COMPETITION—

Competitions of the drink are to be held at the tavern of New Reza, during which contestants are to test their tolerance for the famed Carrion Black. ‘Yopil’—a more tasteful mixture of various fruits and Carrion Black—is also to be a subject of the games. As with any challenging festivity, there are to be prizes a-plenty for the victors.

WEAPONLESS MELEE—

In a traditional Haeseni test of a man’s strength, an unarmed melee will be held to determine the physical merit of the subjects of the Haeseni realm—and, indeed, for he who will triumph, there will be bountiful rewards. For this particular competition, wagers may be openly placed on the contestants’ successes.

ARCHERY CONTEST— 

For the man who strikes from afar, a competition of marksmanship will be held with the use of bows and straw targets. There will, as with other contests, be a noteworthy prize for the triumphant archers and wagers are permitted. 

BOAT RACING— 

In a contest of speed, wooden vessels will be raced across the waters of Lake Milena through a predetermined course; individuals wishing to compete may do so alone, or elect to do so with an accompanying partner. 

ROYAL FEAST—

Embodying the plentiful harvest to which Barovifest is dedicated, a sumptuous feast will be held at the Royal Palace, featuring a dazzling array of the rich fruits, meats, and vegetables of Haeseni cuisine—some of which will be drawn from the very yield of the esteemed Royal Hunt.

OBSERVANCE OF MASS—

Barovifest commemorates the harvest, and without the Almighty GOD, the fields of Haense would lay barren. Great thanksgiving, therefore, must be apportioned to Him, and Barovifest will conclude with an elaborate Mass.

Signed,

HER MAJESTY, Milena Ekaterina Barbanov née Carrion, Queen-Consort of Hanseti-Ruska and its pertaining realms

HER HIGHNESS, Maya Valeriya Alimar, Princess of Muldav

HER EXCELLENCY, Kamila Julya Stafyr née Baruch, Lady Chamberlain of Haense

THE BAROVII HUNT OF 1738

9th of the Amber Cold, 1738

BY THE GRACE OF GOD AND OF HIS ROYAL MAJESTY— 

The noble peers of the Haeseni realm are requested to accompany His Royal Majesty, the sovereign King of Haense, in a great gathering of the aristocracy for a game hunt to be held in the splendorous and bountiful hinterlands of the capital. His Majesty holds, as has the Haeseni culture for centuries, that field sports embody the spirit and vigor of a highland gentleman, and thus seeks the finest members of his court for such an exercise. The meeting place before the hunt begins will be in the Ekaterinburg Palace.

In the absence of the noble gentlemen or not present at the hunt, noble womenfolk may attend a distinguished tea with Her Majesty, the Queen-Consort of Haense, conducted in the grand halls of Ekaterinburg when those on the hunt leave. In the same manner by which Haeseni lords prove their value in the blood sports of the greenwood, Haeseni ladies too prove their merit through the various faculties and intricacies of proper conduct and stately behavior.

Signed,

HER MAJESTY, Milena Ekaterina Barbanov née Carrion, Queen-Consort of Hanseti-Ruska and its pertaining realms

HER HIGHNESS, Maya Valeriya Alimar, Princess of Muldav

HER EXCELLENCY, Kamila Julya Stafyr née Baruch, Lady Chamberlain of Haense

Valera welcomed her daughter into the seven skies with a warming, motherly embrace- having only imagined what it would be like to see her after all the years that they had been separated. From above as time passed, she had watched and seen her daughter grow without the abilities to comfort her or to be the maternal figure she yearned for.

She left her eldest at too young of an age -Mariya being only three at the time- with hopes and dreams that she would be able to see her daughter flourish into something wonderful. Those dreams were certainly fulfilled. ”I’m so proud of you, dear,” were her first words to her daughter as they were at last reunited. 

THE TRIUMPHAL BANQUET

IT IS TO ALL THE SUBJECTS OF THE GOD-ORDAINED EMPIRE that a great feast is declared in reverence of the Imperial Coronation. The Crown, in its munificent brilliance and splendor, has resolved that the Empire’s great multitudes be invited to the Novellen Palace for a handsome gathering at which the most esteemed and august noblemen of the realm shall be present and partake in full.

During the revelries will be presented a marvelous array of food and entertainment provided solely by the generosity of the royalty. Present shall be a sumptuous banquet of the lavish splendors of the Imperial culinary experts and a performance of a most renowned jester sure to elicit great and long laughter. It is by the graces and mercies of the Almighty GOD that the coronation feast is held, manifested in the charity and greatness of spirit held by His Imperial Majesty.

Signed,

HER IMPERIAL MAJESTY, Lorena Julia of the House of Helane nee Cascadia, Empress-Consort of the Holy Orenian Empire, Duchess of Augustin

HER LADYSHIP, Helaine Katherina of the House of Sarkozy

OOC:

Helaine de Sarkozy, upon hearing the news, kept her chambers for the rest of the day mourning her cousin, Adrian. She prepared to adorn herself in black clothing due to the great loss to her family, ”May you rest in peace, dear cousin. We will all miss you greatly.”

Helaine Katherina directed her gaze away from the letter she had been in the midst of writing, and to that of the invitation that had been placed upon her desk. She’d break the seal of the letter and quickly read it over, ”Without a doubt, I must attend. I can only hope for the happiness of the pair, especially Lady Anne.”

Valera smiled broadly upon receiving one of the invitations, “They both seem like good people, and good for each other. I’ll certainly try to attend.” She then proceeded to mark down the date as a reminder. 

“I do hope I can attend, it’ll be lovely to see.” Theodosia grinned upon receiving the invitation, carefully setting it down on a nearby end table. 

+1 she’s p cool even from the little I know her honestly and would be a good addition to the team

Full Name: Theodosia Isabel Barbanov

Year of Birth: 1669 
City of Primary Residency: Markev
((MC Name: Eryane))

 “I do wish I could’ve attended the wedding, I hear it was absolutely lovely.” Princess Theodosia held two neatly wrapped presents in her hands, rising from the chair she sat in, “I must find those two and give these gifts to them. I do think Robert and Eliza will like them.”

Princess Theodosia Bihar read over the invitation with a smile suddenly forming on her lips. "I cannot wait to attend. Ana and Emma’s events have always been a favorite of mine." she softly spoke, then set down the parchment to return to reading her book.

Torkoal is such a sweet, kind person with determination to get things done when she needs to. I know she's had a lot of experience, and that she'll do her best with any task she's given. 

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