helldiving

Time to join Vintas... since no allies...

buddies :D!

Otto of Haense would raise Svjetlast; his visage darting between the Crownlands and the Koengswald, the princeling raising a brow upon the notice, preparing his best mount to pay Lord Protector of the Holy Orenian Empire a visit...

Otto would observe the depiction of a midget sitting atop Anabel “Midget...”

Ser Rodrik would shrug from the Aeldinic courts “I killed both of them in the war of the two emperors, how are they even alive and mentioned now? Undead, I say...”

hunwald is a gd lad...

Nobility Registration (Joust and/or Duel) ((McName)): Milenkhov Name: Otto Tuvyic Age: 25 Title: Royal Prince of Haense Holdings: N/A Heritage: Uncle of Andrew III, King of Haense Events: Joust & Duel

Hope is the last thing you lose

Otto Tuvyic points at a map in his war-camp signaling for his bannermen to mark it “County of Ayr – y want to visit, make way through forest if vy cannot into water, send word when make there.” he commands Ivan as he watches the rider leave Tuvya’s Rest

“Ahh... KOANDHZ...” says a LOYAL BANNERMAN after eyeing the snake

Otto Tuvyic stares at THE SECOND CHARGE “Competent requirements, da!”

Applying for: Vibeo & Oinked Reason: Good lads, want them to marry one day Feats: Being my loyal bannermen Extra: (One of them doesn’t speak)

The Crow would raise Svjetlast, the Blade of Kosan the Fox – his gaze fixated upon the scene; the Lotharingian fort seized before the war-camp that embraced Tuvya’s Rest. A missive would be penned after that by the Barbov-Knyaz, towards the Rhenyar of the crowsmoot, the Patriarch of his blood, Simon Basrid – it reads "I thank you for the tales, the legends of old raev, the tapestry of the past and the future that comes at last; let this be that future, a chapter to the feats of the crows, for this day the carrion blood rose." he’d conclude after signing, sending Rasputin and Rhys to deliver the missive with haste.

MILENKHZ GETS UPSET AND SWEARS HE’LL HAVE REVENGE ON HIS BUDDY KOANDHZ...

“Ahh... my loyal bannermen...” said the Barbov Knyaz as he crossed his arms...

={ OOC }= MC NAME: Milenkhov DISCORD: MILENKO#9658 TIMEZONE: EST ={ RP }= NAME: Otto Tuvic AGE: 24 RACE: Human NOTABLE SKILLS: Remarkable Swordsman of the Hanseti-Ruska

a man in guise (guise) gulps

Uthred ‘the Younger’ is overwhelmed by sadness once he hears of his father’s demise.

MILENKOMAGIC SMILES

Rodrik sighs

“ok!”

The Tyranny of Defiliation There stands no edictum or pact to allow the Emperor to bestow patriarchy of a house onto a secondary or tertiary heir, and further no standing laws or edicts granting the emperor power over the filiation and legitimacy of heirs. An illegitimate bastard, as John Vilac was by the right and power of his father declared, holds no right to his father’s, or the patriarch of his claimed family’s, noble titles within the Imperial State, and cannot be regarded in any degree with as the title holder, thus holding no legitimate right to be known by their respective title. To claim a bastard Vilac as both the de facto patriarch of the Vilacz family with the overlordship of his faux-kin that this entails, and to further grant him the rights of his father to the noble titles of the family, is beyond the written laws of the empire and the realm of power of the emperor. The emperor acts in a tyranny beyond his dictatorial imperium by removing any Canon-given sanctity to the GOD-decided primogeniture by dismissing, dissolving and acting beyond the power of the patriarch. As either a third son or a bastard, the patriarchy of ‘House Vilacz’ would not rest with John Vilac, nor does the emperor have the power to confer this status for the patriarchy is to be the oldest living male in a household, and exercising as such autocratic authority over his extended family. AS the patriarch holds legal privilege and authority over his dependents, the declaration by the emperor to dismiss one patriarch to instill another debases and erodes the de facto power therein by attempting to appoint it de jure. The succession of patriarchy is not in the hands of the emperor, beyond the appointment of titles thereof, as the succession falls to male siblings of the titleholder and their male progeny, to uncles and their male progeny, to great uncles and their male progeny. It is the right of the father to declare lack of filiation, or bastardy, of his children. It is further thus the right of the patriarch of the family to declare lack of filiation, or bastardy, of his kin. The emperor holds power over his subjects, but does not hold power over legitimacy of the kin of his subjects without invoking tyranny and a pointed disregard for his own laws. By these laws of primogeniture, the titleage bestowed upon John Vilac should fall unto his brothers for there is no right of the imperial crown to redistribute the patrimony themselves, and it is affirmed within the Imperial Codes of law that the patrimony follows a strict semi-absolute agnatic primogeniture. It is not the right of the emperor to ignore his own laws for he debases both the affirmation of the Canon as the just governor of humanity and the inviolability of the laws themselves by disregarding them when he sees fit. But, it stands that Vilachia as an unlanded title alone does not need to follow the whim of the emperor in regards to the filiation and bastardry squabbles of John ‘Vilac’ for it is not a title that belongs to these men - this title, as it stands, belongs by right to the directly descended grandchildren of the prince. This further weakens the claim of the faux Vilac for even his legitimacy would not render the title onto him through the right of patrimonial primogeniture, instead providing an equal amount of irrelevancy in delivering the title into the arms of the rightful heirs.

His Royal Highness the Prince Otto Tuvic of Haense smiles proudly at his nephew’s Kingdom

A perfect depiction of Victor P; as he prepares to run away from the Imperial-Hussars and William of Aanen @cowmoonist

@Tornado_ @Squire_Mark Martius’ pirate fleet ambushing Marnan merchant vessels on the trade routes between Aeldin and Arcas during the War of the Two Emperors On the coasts of Aeldin several modern galleons depart from the province of Pronce heading westward. Their journey is ridden with thunderstorms and violent waves, a seemingly bad omen from the Gods. The creaking of the ship and the thunder crackling only compliments the alluring siren’s song in the distance. The galleons drift further throughout the ocean with painted white sails and an emblazoned phoenix. Those who have travelled the trade routes from Atlas, Arcas and Aeldin know of Martius, dreaded corsair pirate and scourge of the seas. A seemingly obscure figure in the annals of human history, the young prince was born to the divine lineage of ANTONIVS PERTINAX and hails from the greatest Emperor known to mankind- AVRELIVS MAGNVS. The young boy went onto to become a leader of men at the age of eight, remarkably winning a war outnumbered three to one using lightning strategies. He brought before the court, the traitor Margrave Eimar var Burgandar known famously as ‘Eimar the Fat’ in the realm of man and cut off his head, thus claiming victory for himself and avenging his father's illegitimate exile. After becoming known as a dreaded commander of men and fierce warrior he was viewed with contempt and was exiled from the crownlands and left to the governorship of the Margraviate of Styria. In these hostile lands his reputation helped bolster his popularity among the displaced raevir people and so he adopted their customs and took on the name Mariusz as well as adopted the coat of arms of his maternal grandfather Arpad Ivanovich. It was not long before the bold young prince’s ambition led him off to adventure the seas and pirate the coats of Aeldin. He settled in the Aeldinic province of Vîlachia and married the daughter of the Voivode, Ana Drăghicescu. Martius, now known commonly as Mariusz had four sons, three to Ana and another to an unknown Aeldinic wench. The sons Martinus, Georgius, Antonius and Johannes went onto attain fame and honor for their blessed lineage in the War of the Two Emperor’s with Martinus and Georgius playing leading roles in the commanding of battles. From the distant ports of the southern coastal towns of Arcas do the bells ring of approaching warships. Antonius Vilac, the son of the notorious pirate and grandson to the greatest living swordsman has arrived on the isle of Arcas. In due haste, a letter is scrambled out to his feuding brothers. “To my dearest brothers Georgius and Johannes who I have yet to meet and embrace in full, I declare as the most competent of Martius’ sons that your feud is now over. To Janos, I decree that your reign as Patriarch is over, furthermore I am backed in legitimacy by the dragonblood houses and demand your loyalty. I henceforth decree that it is my wish that both my brothers come to Brannby and rejoice; for this petty rivalry is over.” SIGNED BY ANTONIVS VILAC, LORD OF VILACZ