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A state, where peace wishes to reside. The Duchy of Adria may have appeared from the ashes, but has requested solemnly to its people for peace. The land is filled with turmoil, people taken from their homes yet still fighting for land and country. There is more to it than just land, but there are people, there are livelihoods, and there could be peace. Yet, this path is not one trekked, perhaps one unknown. TO HAENSE, I find your instruments of war interesting. What is it that you seek? Is it those people who are excommunicated? Is it glory in God’s name? Or is it total submission under a supposed unified state? I query you, as I find myself confused as to what peace you desire. It is surely not the one where the lives of the people are put before any other, for then we would have peace. It is not for God, because many seeking peace have already sought penance to be relinquished from their excommunication. My husband, an elf who was never before known to be Canonist, was deemed excommunicated. Hurin and I, Seraena, seek only the path and light of God, yet all I see with war is the opposite. Shadows cast over your judgment, and I only hope that penance is served for all those who sought destruction over peace. I hope that penance be handed to those who put land over people, and greed over God. Peace is within your hands - it was given to you, the promises of Midlanders willing to put down sword because we have lost so many. Our brethren look from the Seven Skies and yet, when they look down on our turmoiled and malevolent lands, they do not see the crown of peace that was offered to be accepted and sat upon the head. The crown has been given, the olive branch tossed, but it was not taken, and for what purpose? Allow me to wonder where peace might live. Peace is not subjecting innocent peoples to horrific tasks, or a life barely liveable. Peace is not relinquishing identity, and peace is certainly not war. So, it is evident to mine eye that peace is not with you. If you require peace, if you so request it, if you are so desperate and you preach and speak about peace as if it were your own son, then harbor it as such. If peace is the answer, then it is not peace that is with you. Do not opt to speak of peace in place of avarice, because God shall surely see through this lens. Let the innocents die, they say, as this is war. Let there be peace, they say, but this is still war.

FULL NAME: Seraena AGE: 100+ PRIOR EXPERIENCE: Many a time have I encountered such grandeur foe with desire to continue my training and knowledge. METHOD OF CONTACT: clonkie (discord) clonky (in game)

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The eyes of the Princess of Malinor lit with the flame that burned before her. The Petran Church, a heap of scorched rubble and rafts that have burnt the very structure of the church. Her visage was simple - admiration. Seraena knew her husband to be a devout Canonist. Regardless of if she was an elf, or if he was an elf, there was one problem. God was not with any of us in war. Regardless of this fact, her heart pitied those humans who did not have the life that she had. She could live for centuries, while they lived for less than a century itself. The hostages under her care, a young coupling, were subject to the kindness that Seraena showed. Next time, though, God would not be with Seraena, nor guide her path toward the tolerance that held her heart so. After all, with the excommunication of Hurin, it seemed that elves and Canondom did not mix. She would not force the lily pad to sink beneath the water. Alas, the burning of the church was but a mere act of vengeance. There and then, a small simper arose on the horizon of her countenance, and shone like the dawn. Here was a new day, a temperate change to facilitate her new found freedom.

"I remember the day Hurin and I were married. . ." Seraena, the Princess of Malinor commented on her engagement to her now-husband. "Perhaps it is time we renew our vows. It started with a Canonist priest, and we shall continue to be wed under the eyes of God." She too, was a Canonist elf, as Hurin is himself. Though, she did find it quite funny to see his name in such a missive. Regardless of his status, she did not care much for Canondom as he did. It mattered not. @Milenkhov

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Here came the icy winds that whipped the inflamed tresses of Olive Victoire as her eyes flitted to view the wintery abyss. The young girl of High Peak, having hailed from Aaun now found herself in the Kingdom of Haense, feeling desolate and alone, and preferring to be mute rather than speak. She held her arms close to her, with the fur coursing her skin, yet her heart did not warm. Her body ached. Her arms could not bear the weight of sadness any further. Her legs couldn’t carry her to a path of victorious elation. Her eyes - who chose not to see the beauty of the world - were now fogged by tears. There was not a moment that passed, a snowflake that fell, where Olive did not think of Gawyn. There was not a night spent without a weeping child, longing for the parental affection that Gawyn had provided. By blood, she was not a Tiber. By name, she was not a Tiber, but to Gawyn, she was just as much his and he was hers. Olive Victoire. The namesake of ‘Victoire’ rang in her ears. She believed she did injustice to her name. In no way was she victorious. Victory would mean to her that life was fruitful, that it was fair. Victory was not the stools she used to clamber up the Hand of Horen to save her aunt, Adela of High Peak. Victory was not her safe venture to Haense. Victory did not save Ser Gawyn, and Olive felt a disgrace. "Life is unfair, Olive. You have simply been unlucky.” Gawyn’s voice still echoed in her mind. Though, she did not forget his song of words. "But you, you will be safe elsewhere.” Perhaps life had been unkind to the girl, but if unkindness meant that Ser Gawyn had cared for Olive as his own blood - his own kin - then life had been fruitful and giving. Life had been granted to Olive, even if it was at the fate of another’s. Life was easily taken as it was given, but Olive was forever indebted to her one true family - Ser Gawyn Tiber. "I won't forget you, Gawyn. Guide my hand to sword, and guide my mind to victory. I will miss you as the sun misses the moon." Hands then stretched to the sky as the sun appeared from the dimmed clouds, shining down on Olive from above. The warmth of a true father could never be forgotten by one who has felt it.

Olive Victoire of High Peak found herself dithering, her mind a swirl of what transpired. Perhaps she was frightened for her life, for she would soon be found to be the culprit of the stools. But, she didn't quite feel a discernable way, all she knew is there was no regret to be had. Kin is kin, blood is blood, and she would sacrifice her life for whom she considered family.

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"I was invited?" Queried the Rosius girl to her father, her eyes sparkling as she saw her name glimmer on the parchment. Olive Victoire began her preparations to play with Darius and Cecily and maybe even have a slumber party!

Sister Gisele hummed to herself after reading the missive, her mind fluttering with what occurred that day. She did not forget that her prayers sentenced the rain to stop in an instant, making way for a clear blue sky after the request was sent to God. She smiled, and continued to hang linens to dry out over the Aaunic Sea.

Penned by Sister Gisele of Merryweather on account of the counterfeit nuns It is with great melancholy in which we cast our response upon the savagery of nuns the other orders possess, to be wickedly enveloped in sin so they must do harm to the subjects of God’s piety. Albeit these nuns roam free under the guise of charity and with God’s act of beneficence. THEREFORE, the Order of St. Jude and the Judite nuns hereby declare their disentanglement with those nuns of deceit. WE STATE that any persons that obtain and constitute to the vows of nunhood, should hereby follow said vows. If they shall not find this agreeable, then they shall perish to God’s mercy, and are hereby disallowed from garbing in nun’s attire. WHEREOVER, we do not condone the action of poisoning, falsity, or inauthenticity of said nuns. The Judite Sisterhood thereover condemns these women of cloth for disguising and perishing the trust of loyal and pious subjects of God. THENCE it is that the citizenry of humanity be weary and remain cautious when approaching the Petran region, and the Judite Sisters hope for repentance amongst the barbaric actions these faux-nuns have acclaimed. WE ALSO HEREBY DECLARE that not all nuns are of the deceitful sort, and some have devoted their life to piety and poverty to worship God in solemnity. Be aware that you mustn’t conduct executions in God’s Holy House, as He shall be the one to condemn you in the Afterlife for this is sacrilege. Thereover, it is in proposition to warrant a search for these faux-nuns, and let God's sword be the decider of their fate. TO CONCLUDE, if you are of the needy kind and have been ravaged by poverty, the Abbey of St. Jude has plentiful resources. Those who seek refuge in lieu of recent events may have a stay at the abbey if they so choose. Bread and wine are also charitable offers that the Judite Sisters proffer to the Children of God. Sister Gisele of Merryweather, Judite nun of Aaun Mother Anna of Alstion, Abbess of St. Jude

Sister Gisele of Merryweather does hope that she is not confused with the nuns with lack of piety and morals. She prays to God that he may have mercy on their souls, and prays dutifully for the guardianship of her other Sisters.

Quick steps clacked through the echoing halls of the Hand of Horen, with Sister Gisele's habit bundled in her hand to ensure her safe journey to the chambers of the now late King. She stopped before the ailing body, her lit candle flame flickering. It was as if the candle was representing the Monarch, that his flame was burning low, soon to be distinguished. The nun left Mother Anna to her brother, and began to pray for his safe journey to the Seven Skies.

Upon coming to her door, Gisele of Merryweather found a note attached to her door. She read the front, which claimed to be a missive from her favorite niece, Marlene. She smiled, as she enjoyed the simplicities of when her family thought of her. She opened it, and etched her eyes along the lines of this particular letter. She neatly folded the parchment into fourths, then stowed it away in her pocket for later. . .

In the absence of Húrin of Nullivari, a most discreet union occurred, permitting a bond and marriage between Húrin and Seraena. In the proceedings of their union, the coupling were blessed with the birth of two elven children in the concealment of their newfangled vitality. Therefore, House of Nullivari blithely welcomes and declares a healthy boy, Galahad Nullivari (@Unwillingly) and a plump girl, Saraeya Nullivari (@Witchring). Both children are of a hearty age, now coming into society as Húrin and Seraena Nullivari make their return to the lands of Talar’nor. May GOD light their path to ensure a safe journey.

What is one of the most disturbing/disgusting experiences you’ve had on LOTC?

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My vague bucket list: Become a noble (done) Become a Royal (done kinda?) Obtain knighthood Make a cool shop IRP Get tons of ST items for funsies Obtain some kind of magic/CA Have a well-known character Do more elf RP/Fantasy RP Have a huge castle (I love castles) Do an actual PK post Have fun RPing (please I beg I need some good RP please) Quit. (FOR GOOD) Make one of my skins become so famous that everyone recognizes it as my work Make an insane evil character

16th of Sun’s Smile, 1923 Ser John Reyne and Lady Nadine Reyne are elated to announce the birth of their first child and heir to all their worldly possessions. Karina Natasha Reyne, the firstborn and heiress to House Reyne shall hold this title regardless of if there were to be a boy born amongst future children of House Reyne. In House Reyne tradition, Karina Natasha Reyne has been assigned a godparent upon her birth. Lorenz Gavaudin has been proclaimed the godparent to Heiress Karina Natasha Reyne, and henceforth the spouse of Lorenz shall also hold the title of godparent. @JoanOfArc

Nadine Reyne looks fondly over the work of her husband, John Reyne, hoping some day she could be a part of such a prestigious order.

Sumina Laraethyrn had found herself in the midst of the discussions, he presence at each meeting ever-so present. She had brought her sister along with her, and her eyes spoke of a solidified future, something that her tongue did not utter. “This is our future, and it is to be a future of security. I’ll ensure that.” The ‘aheral then began her own plans, coordinating for the good of herself and all of Elvendom.

13th of Sun’s Smile, 1921 THE UNION OF NADINE DE RUYTER & SIR JOHN NOVELLEN-REYNE Her Ladyship Nadine de Ruyter, of Barony Harlingen and Castellan of St. Emalyne shall be wed to John Novellen-Reyne in holy matrimony under the eyes of God. The pair have promised their lives to each other and found solace during times of conflict. With this, the wedding shall be held in Adria’s Church. All those friends of either Lady Nadine de Ruyter or Sir John Novellen-Reyne are invited to witness this union, as well as those who reside within Adria or are allies to Adria. Any and all who come during this ceremony are requested to keep mutual peace and respect for the couple. PLACE: Adrian Chapel TIME: 4 PM EST DATE: Friday 28th

Castellan - Lady Nadine de Ruyter [clonky] The castellan is charged with the task of overseeing the castle, its staff, and any courtly matters. The castellan is meant to ensure that all is orderly within the castle. They are tasked with a plethora of duties that involve in-court matters, such as: holding St. Emalyne’s Court, wardship applications, the oversight of ladies-in-waiting, hosting events, overseeing the Castellan Council, and overall seeing to the Court’s wellbeing. The castellan is seen as the head of the court, organizing and coordinating with courtiers and other members to ensure the functionality of St. Emalyne. Liaison - Lady Emerentia Vilac [milkyi] The liaison is tasked with assisting the castellan in courtly matters and duties. If the castellan is not present, usually the liaison is to be asked or charged with overseeing the same matters as the castellan. This role is a second-in-command to the castellan, but doesn’t have the same executive power that the castellan might. While the castellan will majorly oversee the Castellan Council, the liaison majorly oversees those of a lower courtly rank. The Rose of Velec The Rose of Velec is a highly regarded and unwed lady of the courts. She is elevated to this position through an election process and must have an honorable and respectable standing within the courts. This lady must be unwed to hold this title. The Rose of Velec also takes on apprenticeship under the castellan and the liaison to learn the most noble of decorum in the courts. They are tasked with specialized duties given by the castellan and or liaison and are seen as one of the most important ladies in the Castellan Council. Once the Rose of Velec is married, her title is revoked and an election shall be held again to choose the next lady. The Rose of Velec is usually given to a lady seeking a respectable marriage and this title therefore makes her highly sought after due to her rigorous training and work in courtly duties and etiquette. To have had this title in your lifetime shows that one has mastered the courts whilst also being honorable and chaste. This role can be taken away if the lady does something rather uncouth or against courtly decorum. Seer - Lady Sidonia de Ruyter [scubadooba] The court seer is a role that is tasked with a more mystical aspect of the court. Usually, this role is meant to appease the courtiers and higher nobility as means of entertainment. The seer reads tea leaves, palms, or has various other talents that courtiers are free to use. Sometimes, the seer may have some type of magic or a history with alchemy, but this is not always the case. The seer is also sought out for advice about troubling matters or rather difficult situations. Hostarius The hostarius is a role specified for the boarding and placement of wards, ladies-in-waiting, or courtiers. They are tasked with giving keys, rooms, or any other necessities to those participating in the Court of St. Emalyne. Similarly, they oversee that all is running smoothly at in-castle events. They handle and manage the butlers or maids of the castle. They are a groundskeeper for the whole castle, ensuring the tidiness and security of both staff and castle architecture. Politesse The politesse is in charge of ensuring proper etiquette and education be given to the courtiers of the castle. Not only are they in charge of every-day politeness, but they are also in charge of tutoring wards or courtiers if they so choose. Politesse is usually the overseer of those who have taken a wardship at the castle, and are tasked with introducing them to the formalities of castle etiquette and general etiquette. Politesse also tutors on a variety of subjects that they see fit, and usually reports on the success and progress of wards. Ladies-in-Waiting Ladies-in-waiting are ladies who are usually unmarried and seek marriage. Ladies-in-waiting can also be married ladies who have the highest status in the court, usually helping to coordinate and organize events along with attending to the highest noble ladies. Usually, they would be seen either with the castellan or with the Duchess, attending to the needs of either. Writing letters of correspondence, delivering special announcements, and more are all tasks of the ladies. Some ladies may also have specified roles in the courts, such as: Master or Mistress of the Wardrobe - has extensive knowledge on the current fashions and organizes garb for both men and women of the courts. Falconer - Nimueh Al'Noor [Anarchrey] - One who specializes in penning letters or diplomatic courtly relations with other courts across the lands. Usually calls upon different people when told by the Castellan Council. Courtier Courtiers are both men and women of the court who participate in courtly activities and or events. They do not directly assist the Castellan Council or the running of the courts, but are just spectators of courtly activities. Most courtiers are people of a higher social standing. Wards Wards are assigned to ladies-in-waiting or members of the Castellan Council to have an apprenticeship and lessons from highly respected women or men of the court. Usually, the politesse oversees the care of the wards and their assignments. Wards are taught on etiquette, educated, and sought to be let out into society at the age of 16. Once a ward has finished their wardship, they are then promoted to lady-in-waiting and put out into society as an unmarried and respectable woman. It is possible for a ward to fail their wardship, depending on a variety of circumstances. Duke’s Fool The Duke’s Fool is a jester that entertains the Duke and or Duchess along with courtiers alike. Although this role is for the entertainment of the court, it is still a highly respectable role that requires dedication to the craft. Fools will usually perform magic tricks, jokes, or even do the frivolous bidding of courtiers. CASTELLAN’S COURT Castellan’s Court is a meeting held for those participating in the Court of St. Emalyne. These court sessions are held regularly to gauge the public’s opinion on the court’s standing and any ideas that follow. These are open settings that allow any courtier and above to participate in conversation relating to the court and court improvements, and or ideas that correlate with improving the court or changing the court in either significant or minuscule ways. The Castellan Council are the heads of the Castellan Court, being the main propagators of running the Court session smoothly. The Castellan Court somewhat matches the Duma, where people of the court can request changes or propose petitions in front of the Castellan Council. These court sessions are very one-on-one, where discussion amongst all is highly encouraged. Her Ladyship, Castellan of St. Emalyne, Nadine de Ruyter Her Ladyship, Liaison of St. Emalyne, Emerentia Vilac