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Andrik Baruch, giddy with excitement, would turn to Eirik with a grin, “Ohh I’ve always wanted to do this!” He’d say as the lobster was served by the ayrian servant folk. “Always wanted do what, uncle?” Eirik would respond as he raised a curious brow, taking a bite of his food. “Crush the orenian spirit o’course!” Andrik would say gleefully, crushing the shell and ripping the lobster meat out from within as he ate his dinner on the eve of the siege, excitedly awaiting the day of slaughtering to come. @Gusano

Andrik Jan Baruch would simply nod as he read over his nephew's public address, he then would return to lovemaking with his Hyspian maid Rosita. The forefathers of House Baruch would give their piovian seal of approval. ( @importanthippo @Sarmadonn @KIIWIKILLA)

Andrik Baruch would shout about the Office of the Palatine, blabbering about some nonsense as he smoked like a chimney, disrupting his nephew as he attempted to carry out his duties. “Glad yer government is finally standing’ up for itself Eirik, exactly wha’ those yella bellied wig folk need to hear! Don’t back down to ‘em! Oh and another thing-“ the ranting of the Boyar Baruch would continue into the late hours of the night as he ‘advised’ his nephew on foreign and diplomatic strategy. @Gusano

"Now tell me how it wen' down again cousin? didn't he send out a missive tearin' into the High Pontiff jus' a few days ago callin' him a schemer? so is he runnin' with his tail tucked 'tween his legs like the typical yellow bellied orenian or is this jus' another one of them terrible amateur orenian plots to get in close wit' the pontiff? wha' do ye think?" Andrik Baruch would shout the question down the dinner table, ruining Duke Baruch's quiet evening away from politics as usual. @Gusano

“This ones more full o’ shite than the last one eh? They breed ‘em more stupid each generation in oren, the incest finally seems to be catch in’ up eh? Hehehe.” Andrik Jan Baruch would remark to his kin, Eirik. @Gusano

Andrik Jan Baruch would hum his favorite song about the new fake pontiff and emperor as he folded his laundry and smoked his pipe.

Andrik Jan Baruch would puff his pipe; moans, huffs, and belligerent grunts could be heard by those that passed the Lord Palatines Office, “A-A-And another thin’, those pretentious fooks ‘ave always looked down on us! Always hated meetin’ wit’ em, hope the dwarves get their share ‘n mine too! Hehehe, ‘ope they shove those damned powdered wigs so far up their arse, they’ll be tastin’ chalk for the res’ o’ their no good miserable lives!” Andrik would cackle until it turned into a cough, clearly spending too much time ranting and smoking with his nephew. @Herod

After a rough start to the season, the Valwyck Bears had finally seemed to turn a corner, picking up some key wins. After beating the taking down the undefeated leaders of the Amateur league, the Honeyhill Hedgehogs, Coach Andrik J. Baruch was asked his opinions on the game, the season, and what this win meant to them. "Well, it only makes since that the best team in the league is the one to take down the Honeyhill Cheaters, who have blatantly bent the rules to edge out wins against us the whole first half of the season. This Bears team has found its rhythm, we told you to trust the process, and we've delivered. We're the best there is, the best there ever was, and the best there ever will be. I wake up in the mornin' and piss excellence. Nobody can hang with our stuff, and I'll tell you what I told the team, if we ain't first, we're last, and we're comin' in hot to take that first place from those decieving wee runts who think they can keep us down."

Coach Baruch of the Valwyck Bears could not be found to give an interview after the game, however shouting and loud crashes could be heard from the locker room, we can only infer that this was the doing of Coach Baruch after his losing to the Honeyhill Hedgehogs, killing their win streak.

After two wins back to back, it seems the Valwyck Bears, are finding their rhythm. When asked about the prospects for the rest of the season, and how he felt about the win and the league changes, Coach Andrik J, Baruch had this to say, "Well, ye win some and ye lose some in this game, ultimately its a game of mistakes, missed shot opportunities, turnovers, missed rebounds. Every week I hope that we're the team with the least amount, and again this week we were. that's all I can ask from these guys, Dougal is playing his heart out, Freddy has found his rhythm, Viktor is playing great defense. Next week I hope to see better defense, better offense, and more intensity from these guys, if they're caught slacking, they'll be cut, everyone's replaceable, they know that, I know that, lets just hope we can continue scoring more in the basket than the other team, thanks that'd be all."

After the first win of season for the Valwyck Bears, the joyous aura around the celebratory team is halted when the stone-faced Head Coach, Andrik Jan Baruch is stopped in the back and asked to give a post game interview, with a loud huff, he agreed to sit down and answer a few questions. "How did you pull out a win in this game Coach?" one reporter asked "The ball went in the basket more for us than it did for them, simple as." Coach Baruch replied as he stared down the reporter. "any question better than that? no alright, have a good evening gentlement." and with that Coach Baruch left the interview leaving the reporters a bit stunned by the lack of excitement.

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Valwyck Bears head coach Andrik Jan Baruch had this to say in his rather short press conference that ended quite abruptly, "We have a lot to reflect on in the coming days; roster changes, staff reshuffling, and even a new head coach is possible. Eirik Baruch and I will discuss what needs to be done to turn this into a winning program, I'll leave ye with this, we will not lose a fourth in a row. that'll be all." The next day, this press release was put out by Owner Eirik Baruch alongside Head Coach and GM Andrik J. Baruch, "former starter and point guard Freddy Baruch has been benched for the next game due to a 'pulled hamstring', Otto Baruch will start at the one in the game next week. Go Bears!"

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Head Coach of the Valwyck Bears, Andrik J. Baruch, could be heard berating his team for their two losses in a row, a loud CRACK and BOOM could be heard from outside the locker room as the irate coach began to throw chairs at his players, "GET YER **** TOGETHER, OR AH'M FEEDIN' YE ALL TO BESSIE!!!", for those that don't know the Ayrian tales, Bessie was the whale that inhabited Lake Voron, just below where Valwyck rests.

Sigmar Baruch would greet his great grandson with open arms, “ not too bad my boy, not too bad. The family legacy ‘as been proudly kept fer one more generation.” Andrik Jan Baruch would mourn the loss of his cousin, pouring one out for the boyzz

Karl Grassley would grin, “pity ‘bout the Komit.” He’s slick back his eyebrows. “Now’s me chance wit’ tha’ lass.”

Sigmar Baruch would greet his apprentice in the Seven Skies, "Ah, was wonderin' when ye'd croak, ye old shite, welcome to the eternal party, grab a pint 'n a chair, we've a lot to discuss."

Andrik Jan Baruch would wake from his slumber in a fit of rage at the yelling coming from Eirik's room, he'd bust down Eirik's door and scream, "OI, KEEP SCREACHIN' 'N AH'LL TIE YE TO THE BOW OF ME SHIP, 'N FEED YE TO THE BLOODY AYRIAN WHALES AS BAIT!!!!" @Gusano

OFFICE OF THE ENVOY: AN OFFICIAL RETIREMENT By Godani’s Grace on the 5th of Vzmey & Hyff, 392 E.S. A TRANSCRIPT OF THE OUTGOING MESSAGE OF ANDRIK J. BARUCH; “Lords and Ladies, we are leaving the Aulic Embassy for the last time after thirty-four and a half wonderful years. We are very happy that we leave the Kingdom of Hanseti-Ruska in a much better state than when we came here three decades ago. It has been a tremendous privilege to serve the Crown and this kingdom as Aulic Envoy. Thirty-four wonderfully, happy years and I am tremendously grateful to the staff who supported this office so well and accomplished so much. Now it is time for a new chapter to open in our Kingdom, and I wish the Crown, the Aulic Government, and my successor; Lord Jan Kortrevich, all the luck in the world. I believe Lord Jan will do splendidly, he has the makings of a great Aulic Envoy, which I’m sure he’ll be in a very short time. Thank you very much and goodbye.”

KARL GRASSLEY; GRASSLEY WORKS FOR VALWYCK [!] a portrait of Karl Grassley after a hard day's work collecting the Lallybroch harvest, circa 392 E.S. Grassley Works for Valwyck: Karl Grassley is one of the tenants of the Fiefdom of Lallybroch, a third generation fisherman and farmer who fishes Lake Voron in his early mornings and works the fields of Valwyck in the day. Karl knows a hard day's work, his whole life has been a hard day's work, and he hopes to work for you in the Royal Duma and represent the core values of the Ayrian people; grit, determination, and honesty. The Grassley Platform: I. To remove the tenant tax that kills the lowly subjects of Fiefdoms like Valwyck. II. To establish an rural subsidy for those who work the fields and provide for the kingdom itself. III. To push for fisherman and agricultural reforms and protections and advocate against free trade agreements that kill our farmers and fishermen at home. IV. To fight against senseless legislation that will harm the Ayrian people. V. To advocate for stronger feudal rights of nobility and Fiefdoms. VI. to represent the interests of the hardworking people of Lallybroch and the esteemed House Baruch. Elect Grassley as your representative; Because Grassley Works for Valwyck.

IGN: DrewDOOD Character Name: Karl Grassley Age: 20 Place if Residence: Lallybroch

Andrik Baruch attempts to remember a war a Barclay Marshall led and won and a time the military was this meritocratic and incorrupt but can't so he goes on about his day making love to his Hyspian mistress, Rosita. @Gusano

Andrik Jan Baruch would nod with approval at the appointment of his nephew.

Andrik Jan Baruch would chuckle, surrounded by his kin and the Greyguard as they drank Carrion Black and played poker over the hundreds of dead Rustler Revolutionaries that littered the road. in the background a bard would play the Ayrians favorite song;