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Le Griffe d’ours de Curonia 

Est. 1741

History

The Kingdom of Curonia touts a unified military force forged under the Crown of Curonia and in service to the ideals of valor, honor, and prestige. The Royal Army of Curonia is the primary fighting force of the Crown and has served the realm faithfully. Founded originally by Jarrack Draskovits, the military of Curon was formed to consolidate the different levies and groups within the Kingdom.

The Royal Army of Curon first began during the arrival onto Atlas under King Wilhelm Devereux. The army began as a small, unorganized force of steadfast warriors. The army was further developed and united under the leadership of Marshal Jarrack Draskovits and Duke Charles Devereux. Its humble origins attest to their gradual organizational prowess, demonstrated by the strong bonds of camaraderie in the face of adversity. 

Its eventual formation of the Order of Ursus marked the heightening of the Curonian military during the reign of King Wilhelm I. The force became a stronger, cohesive levy under the Kingdom of Curonia. The Order of Ursus was characterized by its chivalric code and respect for honor. It was not until the leadership of Lord Regent Ecbert Devereux, Ser Charles Montagne, and Ser Sylvestre Halcourt that the levies of Curon merged into the formal standing royal force of the kingdom. 

The Royal Army of Curonia stands stalwart in the modern-day, poised to affirm its commitment to the realm and people. Its decades of reform and development have produced a strong-willed force, united under the banner of Devereux, the sovereignty of Curon, and in the defense of a united Orenian Empire. 

Values and Ideals

Honor-  “To each man due honor, for the glory of Curonia and the unity of all.”

• It is the duty of all soldiers who serve under the Curonia banner to uphold honor. Dishonor wracks the heart and soul of the man, rendering his armor and weapons into brittle. 

Respect- “To all who come to us, our respect be theirs.”

• It is the duty of all to show respect, projecting the greatness of the Curonian nation and the benevolence of its culture. The military is the bulwark to protect and serve to steward the best of Curonian values.

Courage- “To all who seek us in battle, our enemies shall be overcome by our courage.” 

• It is the duty of the soldiers to clothe their minds through the veil of courage, taking on all adversity to protect the motherland and to Curonia’s allies. 

Notable Commanders

Jarrack Draskovits - The first Marshal of Curon and paramount advisor to Charles Devereux. Jarrack helped to establish the nation of Curon upon arrival to Atlas. The main military leader during the time of the Norlandic and bandit incursions throughout Atlas. Remained a devout and faithful man to Curon till the day of his death.

Ser Charles Montagne - Renown as a knight of Curon, Ser Charles is remembered as an important model for chivalry and Curonian valor. He is an unwavering model of martial prowess, standing valiant in the face of adversity. His demeanor and command among men is a symbol of heroic virtue for all Curonian soldiers. 

1653- Curonian Forces during the Czena Confederation. 

Ranks

Ministre de Guerre - This position is appointed by the Crown to supervise the entirety of the military and is trusted with carrying out the will of the monarch. The Secretary of War ensures that the Kingdom and Capital are defended by a standing army. They advise the Crown on matters of military, and must develop a garrison for the Capital City capable of representing the Crown’s interests both in its own defense, and in foreign theaters. They may promote commanders and officers to the Royal Army as they see fit. 

Colonel - This position is appointed directly by the Secretary of War and the Governess of Curon, the second in command of all military matters, entrusted with directing officers and advising the Secretary of War.

Capitaine - Capitaine is the highest enlisted rank possible through traditional promotions and is given to those who have excelled as an officer and are considered highly efficient and competent. 

Lieutenant - Lieutenant, much like Sergeant, is for those that have proven to be capable commanders but have shown they can be trusted with matters deemed more important to the cause of the military. 

Sergeant - Sergeant is given to the Lancers that prove to be above average, and have shown that they can be trusted with command over others. 

Lancer - This position is given to those that have proven to be an exceptional Aspirant. Those promoted to this rank shall have demonstrated proficiency in basic combat and understand the codex of the Curonian military. They make up the majority of the Royal force of Curon.

Aspirant - This position is the beginning rank of the Royal Army of Curon, made up entirely of those new to a military lifestyle. 

Oath

“I, [name] do solemnly pledge my soul for the heart of Curonia, to protect the meek, to defend the land, and to secure the blessings of GOD. 

I proclaim to the Skies as my witness to uphold the values and valor of Curonia, to serve the House of Devereux and to preserve the peace and stability of humanity. 

I commit myself to the path of righteousness, using the sword to strike the malicious and the shield to defend the people.

Let this be my oath, for so I oath myself in service to the Kingdom of Curonia.”

OOC:

Contact Gored#0001 Kursion#5029 Koanda#1275 for more information.

As Ester received word of Milena’s passing, a cold chill ran through her veins, an aching sorrow that dug deep into the woman as she read each word. “I suppose that tea will have to wait even longer, dear Queen.” She’d utter beneath her breath as a few stray tears spilled onto her cheeks. “Rest well, Milena, until we meet again.”

8 minutes ago, The King Of The Moon said:

Prince Leopold frowns, wondering why Curon doesn’t stand with its Kaedreni brothers also.

The Princess is sad because her stupid councillors wrote this. She fires half of them. She then issues a last-minute edit.

To the Alliance of Independent States

We of Curon stand stalwart with our Imperial sovereign and our Haensetic and Kaedreni brothers. You have come to our gates, captured unarmed folk, maimed and tortured them, and to what end? How can you presume that you are on the side of good when you practice barbarism, murder, and assault on a people whom have done nothing wrong?

The late Regent made a grave error. He gave into this fear, and allowed himself, in a moment of weakness, to make a terrible decision that could have meant the death of Curon as a Kingdom, a nation, and a people. This was against the will of his councillors, and as you can all see now, his people.

Let this be a lesson to those who wish to sow dissent within our Empire against the leal vassals of Peter III. We shall not falter in the face of this threat. They will drip honeyed words to you as they murder your brothers with their free hand. These pagans have no desire but to damage the Empire for offenses they themselves invented as an excuse to start a deadly war, and to damage the Empire is to damage the unity and strength of all of humanity.

Their promises mean nothing. They have no honor. They are doomed to the nether.

We, on the other hand, shall enjoy our Cyrillian Bliss, our service in defense of the Empire, and the destruction of your armies.

Her Highness, Ester Rose Devereaux, Princess of Curon,

Governess-General of the Kingdom of Curon

Edict of Establishment

16^th of the Deep Cold, 1741

The Cyrillian Cabinet

In the decades past, the Kingdom of Curon has suffered tumult supreme. In the wake of a weakened Kingdom, an ailing King, and a failed Regent, the Crown moves forward with reformative direction. Through this act, we establish the Cyrillian Cabinet, and alter forever the efficiency and philosophy of Curonian governance.  The Cyrillian Cabinet is the Crown’s council by which its executive functions are performed. The First Minister is the manager of the Cabinet, and underneath him are the Ministers of the Interior and the Exterior. Each Minister has secretaries to which they delegate their overarching domains and directives.

The First Minister

The First Minister is the Crown of Curon’s right hand. The First Minister wields the authority of the Crown, and manages and delegates to the Cabinet, ensuring its function.

The current First Minister is John d’Arkent (TangoIsPointless).

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MINISTRY OF THE INTERIOR

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             Minister of the Interior

The Minister of the Interior delegates all matters of the Crown’s interior to the undersecretaries within the department. They are charged with the upkeep of the Kingdom’s economy and demesne. They may appoint their undersecretaries with approval of the First Minister. They must ensure every department of the Ministry of the Interior is accomplishing its assigned duties, and is responsible for their functions.

This role is Peter de Sarkozy (Beamon4).

            Secretary of the Homeland

The Secretary of the Homeland is charged with the proper management of the Royal demesne, the Capital City, and the administration of the City’s elections. They may staff the Office of the Curonian Homeland however they see fit.

The current Secretary of the Homeland is Matthias Rutledge (1_Language_1).

            Secretary of Treasury

The Secretary of Treasury is the Crown’s official on matters of taxation and budget. They ensure the taxation of the Capital and the Crown’s vassals are executed with efficiency, and that the Crown’s funds are well managed.  They may staff the Office of the Royal Treasury however they see fit.

The Current Secretary of Treasury Klaudia Grimoire (SpringSoul).

            Royal Solicitor

The Royal Solicitor is the Crown’s primary advisor on all legal matters. They represent the Crown in all suits pertaining to the Crown’s interests, and ensure the legality of executive actions.  They may staff the Office of Judicial Affairs however they see fit.

The current Royal Solicitor is Lord Tobias Merentel (Kursion).

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MINISTRY OF THE EXTERIOR

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           Minister of the Exterior

The Minister of the Exterior ensures the security of the Curonian State in matters pertaining to its relationship with the Empire and the Imperium’s fellow vassals. They may appoint their undersecretaries with approval of the First Minister. They must ensure every department of the Ministry of the Exterior is accomplishing its assigned duties, and is responsible for their functions. 

This role is Jovan Romanovich (Cuckfederacy).

            Secretary of Imperial Affairs

The Secretary of Imperial Affairs conducts diplomatic missions on behalf of the Crown. They ensure that the Crown is represented in all diplomatic theaters pertaining to the Crown’s interests, be it with fellow vassals or the Imperial Crown. They may staff the Office of Imperial Affairs however they see fit.

This role is Claudius Halcourt (Mr_Sprinklez).

            Secretary of Intelligence

The Secretary of Intelligence manages the propaganda directives of the Crown. They ensure that the Crown’s interests are represented in the public discourse, and ensure misinformation is stifled. They may staff the Office of Royal Intelligence however they see fit.

This role is Edward II Devereux (Impurity101).

            Secretary of War

The Marshal ensures that the Kingdom and Capital are defended by a standing army. They advise the Crown on matters of military, and must develop a garrison for the Capital City capable of representing the Crown’s interests both in its own defense, and in foreign theaters. They may promote commanders and officers to the Royal Army as they see fit.

The current Marshal is Chadwick (Gored).

IN NOMINE DEI

Her Excellency, Ester Rose Devereux, Princess of Curon,

Governess-General of Curon

The Cyrillian Council

24th of Harren's Folley, 1741

Her Royal Majesty, Ester Rose Devereux, Princess Regnant of Curonia, does hereby see fit to bring forth into the Kingdom of Curonia a new era of rejuvenation. For too long the streets of Curonia have sat silent, the population dwindled and the army become a mere husk of its former glory. 

A new council, chosen by her Royal Majesty, shall be formed in order to wash away the dark stains of sedition and treachery brought forth by the previous governing administration.
 

By royal decree, the following positions are hereby granted to those individuals who have served the crown dutifully and without fail.  

Chancellor

The role of Chancellor is that of utmost respect and importance in the Kingdom. Often standing in for the Regnant in meetings, receiving foreign diplomats when HER MAJESTY is otherwise occupied, and speaking with HER MAJESTYS authority on all matters of importance.
 

The position of Chancellor is still open.

Commander of the Royal Army

Leader of the armed forces, the Commander of the Royal Army is the supreme authority in all matters militaristic for HER MAJESTY, the Princess Regnant. They are charged with the task of maintaining a standing military at all times for the Kingdom and protecting its lands from foreign threats. 

The position of Commander is hereby granted to Julius Salviatti. (@Sergisala) 

Grand Knight

The Grand Knight of Curonia is charged with overseeing, regulating, and appointing the knights of the realm. Through them, the chivalric codes of the Kingdom are upheld and followed by all those worthy enough to call themselves Knight or Dame. The Grand Knight is also tasked with upholding the laws and legal procedures of the Kingdom in the name of HER MAJESTY, the Princess Regnant. 

The position of Grand Knight is hereby granted to Ser Amathion Ironwood. (@Ajax)  

Royal Treasurer

The Royal Treasuer is the master of coin and trade within the Kingdom of Curonia. They are tasked with maintaining, ensuring, and protecting the economic stability and welfare of HER MAJESTY, the Princess Regnant’s realm. All forms of domestic and foreign trade, taxes, tariffs, Government loans & bonds, national interest rates, and so on are all formulated, implemented, and carried out by the Royal Treasurer.

The position of Royal Treasurer is hereby granted to Dame Klaudia Grimoire. (@SpringSoul) 

Chamberlain
 

The Chamberlain is the keeper of HER MAJESTY, the Princess Regnant. They are tasked with arranging and hosting balls, festivals, court sessions, and other stately functions. Candidates for court positions such as the Court Physician or Master of the Hunt are also presented by the Chamberlain for approval by the other members of the council and the Regnant. 

The position of Chamberlain is still open.

Justiciar

The Justicar of the Kingdom of Curonia is the senior-most judicial figure of the nation. They help interpret and enforce the laws of the Kingdom that HER MAJESTY, the Princess Regnant, and the Cyrillian Council pass and implement within the Kingdom.

The position of Justiciar is hereby granted to Lord Tobias Merentel. (@Kursion)  
 

Seneschal

The Seneschal of Curonia is in charge of all forms of housing distribution, city upkeep, city projects, and shop distribution. It is through them that the housing needs of the Kingdom are monitored and fulfilled. 

The position of Seneschal is hereby granted to Matthias Rutledge. (@Language) 

HER ROYAL MAJESTY, Ester Rose Devereux, Princess Regnant of Curonia

The Curonian Imperialization Act

24th of the Sun’s Smile, 1741

We, the privy council of the Kingdom of Curonia, representing the Imperial citizens of Curonia, standing for a brighter future of pan-Orenism and cultural singularity across the human species, on this day do enact the following decree. The reign of the Lord-Regent, Angelo de Alba, is hereby declared invalid, all acts, decrees, and alliances enacted under his reign are thusly considered null and void. This includes but is not limited to the pact of independence, asserting the independence of the Kingdom of Curonia and the Archduchy of Suffonia.

The imperial factions within the Curonic administration thusly assert a new government to maintain peace and loyalty to the imperial crown, until the Crown Prince of the Kingdom comes of age. 

This new administration shall be led by the presiding Princess Regnant, Ester Devereux, who shall retain the full authority of the crown of Curonia.

In cooperation with the Regnant, a regency council shall also be established to assist her in the practical duties of administration.

Amathion Ironwood (Ajax_Kingslayer) is assigned to the role of Grand Knight.

Matthias Othan Rutledge (1_Language_1) is assigned to the role of Seneschal.

Tobías Merentel (Kursion23) is assigned to the role of Lord Justiciar 

Signed,

Princess Regnant, Ester Devereux

Seneschal, Matthias Rutledge

Grand Knight, Amathion Ironwood

Tobias Merentel, Duke of Eastmark, Count of Alannor, Baron of Hallowfell and Lord Justiciar of the Kingdom of Curon,

2 hours ago, rukio said:

Marlow recalls the ill-bred and low class noble who had come to Morsgrad. ”I still can’t help but find it amusing that she became personally offended and felt attacked that we would DARE tell her that there are no bastards within Nordish culture. And then, the gall to know she is losing an argument and mention her husband finding out as an intimidation tactic, though never elaborating on who he was or why it would be relevant. To be so spineless and crude as to walk into someone else’s home and tell them how they should live their lives is for the weakest of mind and souls. It’s asinine. What a repulsive woman, to sick men upon a youth and a young woman of the Red Faith purely because she took offense to us telling her we have no bastards. Note that she was too cowardly to send the same men against Chadmyr or anyone else who was male who spoke the same. At least Eleanor embraced the culture as she moved to Morsgrad, just as I embraced Helena when I moved there. Ester is just cowardly in my eyes, but if she is of Haense then perhaps she was simply dropped on her head as a child.” She sighs as she complains to Thora. 

Ester chuckles heartily as she sat by her hearth, remembering back on that day. “Such a sad state of affairs when two common women speak so low of their own Duchess. To act as though she has no right to her own culture because she has come to live within their walls.” Her head shaking as she watched the flames grew. “For them to ask me if I knew who they were! Oh, it was of the highest levels of hilarity! Then they offered me a duel, imagine that. Expecting a Princess to lower herself to their tauntings. To be so enraged by words that you insist on fighting to solve it, the way of the simple minded.”

36 minutes ago, rukio said:

”I cannot wait til one side or the other wins and Ester is killed for playing both sides.” Marlow mutters in anger to Thora! 

32 minutes ago, LaviniaTheRider said:

“Perhaps she will find herself trapped in a barn and the barn will be lit aflame.” Thora responds with a snort.

Ester reminisces on the day she most recently traveled to Morsgrad & was insulted by two lowly, ill-mannered women. “May the two of them remain in their blissful ignorance. The world is far too wide and diverse for their meak minds to ever comprehend.” She’d utter to herself. “To be torn between home and kin, these are things I do not even wish upon them.”

On that fateful evening, Ester would be met by a retinue of Curonian soldiers in Rubern, a solemn tone hovered over the group as they delivered a thick missive sealed with the familiar green of her House. But what the letter held, she had not expected, nor was she prepared for. 

She slowly fell to the dirt as her eyes moved over the page, her breathing shallowed and quiet sobs began to escape her. Ester’s mind flooded, racing through the memories of her childhood spent alongside him. And while they had little family outside from one another, to Ester, it was not lacking at all. 

Her heart sank as she finally came to realize that her first friend, the one who guided her through the hardest moments in her life was no longer the same, & even worse, he might never return again. The man who picked her up when her heart was shattered. The man who ensured she felt prideful of not only her House, but herself. Many of her most treasured memories were shared with Pierce. 

Through her cries she’d murmur a quiet promise. “You never let me face my problems alone, that is a favor I swear to repay.”

Crowning of a Crow

Invitations will be sent throughout the realm reading as follows

Since its founding, the Province of Rubern has grown beyond all expectation. The settlement and its denizens have thrived beneath the rule of one, the ‘Black Prince’ Vladrick Hieromar Barbanov-Alimar. It is with pride that we announce that the day of ascension has arrived for the young Knyaz of Rubern.

The Coronation will be presided over by the High Pontiff, Daniel VI within the halls of Fort Krasna. The denizens of Rubern and allies of the Province are welcome to join us in this momentous occasion. Following the ceremony, the Prince has decided to host a grand feast complete with drinking, dancing, and perhaps a fight or two. 

                    Those Invited to Attend Include:

           The House of Alimar, as well as the Nobility & Citizenry of Rubern
            The House of Barbanov, as well as the Nobility & Citizenry of Haense

            The House of Devereux, as well as the Nobility & Citizenry of Curonia

            The House of Sarkozic, as well as the Nobility & Citizenry of the Crownlands 

            The Houses of Dragonblood, as well as the Nobility & Citizenry of their respective holdings

            The House of Helvets, as well as the Nobility & Citizenry of Kaedrin

            The House of Suffolk, as well as the Nobility & Citizenry of  Suffonia

            The House of Staunton, as well as the Nobility & Citizenry of Westmarch

OOC

Sunday, September 14

5 PM EST

Fort Krasna in The Province of Rubern

Marya Ruthern happily signs the charter

Union in the North

*A painting depicting the feast to follow the ceremony in the County of Ayr.*

Invitations would be delivered throughout the lands of Reza.
One dropped off at each door, even to settlements as far as Nenzing.

It is with joy that we announce the upcoming unification of the Count Sigmar Joren Baruch, to his betrothed, Lady Marya Ruthern. By the Grace of God, and in the presence of family and friends, the two shall become one. The union will take place in the Grand Manor of Ayr, Marianburg.

It is with a happy heart that the Count extends invitations to all citizens of Haenseti-Ruska, hoping for many to join in on the celebration of this union.

SIGNED,

 His Excellency, Sigmar Joren of the House of Baruch,

Count of Ayr, Baron of Laval, Riveryn, and Voron,

Guardian of the Haeseni Coast, Lord of Jorenstadt,

and Marianburg, and Lord Kastellan 

of the Kingdom of Haenseti-Ruska

Her Ladyship, Marya Adelheid of the House Ruthern

OOC:

Thursday, September 5th

8 PM EST

The First Clash of Rubern

*A painting depicting a joust taking place in the Province of Rubern*

Flyers posted all throughout Arcas would catch your eye,

reading as follows.

In celebration of the newly built settlement, as well as the union of the Prince and Princess, Rubern has seen it fit to host its first Festival. All are welcome to join us, whether a swordsman, or simply a spectator. There will be something to enjoy for all.

Tournaments

Rubern is well known for the Black Reiters, their equestrian prowess, & marksmanship. In honor of each, the council has decided to host not one, but three separate contests during this fest. A joust, melee and archery competition! 

The Joust will be the main event. 

The Stable Master has offered to provide two Warhorses so there is no need to bring your own. The fee is 100 minae to enter with one exception. Rubern has seen it well to sponsor all Knights of Humanity who wish to compete in the Joust. 

The Melee will follow the joust.

No weapons will be permitted. The fee also being 100 minae to enter.

Finally, the Archery contest.
The Artillator of the Black Army will provide several recurve bows and plenty of newly fletched arrows for this portion. Each opponent will be given three test shots before the start of the competition. The fee to enter is 50 minae.

The winner of each will depart with ¾ of the profits of that specific competition, as well as a unique item to commemorate their victory!

Market Stalls

The placement of Rubern has made it into a promising trade city complete with a Rhenyari smithy selling full sets of armor, Madame Eloise’s authentic Auvergne baked treats, and the cheapest ferum in the whole of the Empire! If you would like to rent a stall for the day, contact the Princess of Rubern, Ester Rose. (Koanda#1275)

In addition to all that is listed above, there will be games, food and plenty of drink! We would be honored to have guests from all across Arcas in attendance to share in this joyous celebration. 

OOC:

Sunday, September 1

4 PM EST

A Tranquil Bear

On a cool day, a fateful letter would arrive, beckoning Dame Celest Ulric to help a woman in the lands of Llyria. The situation was so familiar to her. She had often been called to far away lands to help heal those in need, and it was her passion to do so. Her path had been set before her since the mere age of 5, though she never fully realized it. 

As she travelled, her mind would cloud with thoughts as it regularly had. On this day memories of Astorga would play for her, the place she had thought of as home, though she had been away for many years. 

As she neared the newly found nation, she was confronted by a group of orcs.  “Halt!” One called out to her. Unphased, the aged Dame stood proudly, and patiently as she spoke with them. After a few moments of conversing, a strange, new addition approached the group. A masked figure holding a skull in hand. He’d begin looking her over, mumbling something as he circled in a foreign, gutteral tongue, she paid him little mind. As the confrontation continued, a Llyrian passed by yelling “Have fun!” as he did. Celest would merely snarl at the man, whispering quietly as she averted her eyes from him. “Spineless *****.” 

“Da spirits will be ‘appy wiv such a offerin’.” One would comment alerting Celest of their intentions. “Your Gods, what do they prophesy to you?” she’d ask with narrowed eyes affixed to the masked leader. “AI zhow lat!” The witch doctor snapped before blowing into the skull in Celest’s direction. “Gorund villi hundla wita faer.” (Gorund will deal with you) she’d hiss back to the masked stranger, her own foreign tongue coming to the surface.

The youngest orc grabbed the woman, but she hardly realized as her sight began to fade. A panic setting in as her mind was overtaken by visions. Before her, she saw a great fire that spewed smoke throughout the cave, the doctor chanting as the other orcs danced. At this point, she saw herself, her own face was bright red with fury, cheeks stained with harsh tears. An odd red marking on her head was the only thing that set herself apart from the woman’s current appearance. 

In one fell swoop, she saw herself lifted from the ground to be savagely thrown into the fire. Embers shooting through the air as the flames grew 5 times in size. Celest opened her mouth to scream, but heard nothing. Nothing but the crackling of the fire mixed with the roaring of the orcs. A red mist began to fill the cave. She watched in terror as their eyes turned red, their bodies bulking in size before her. 

As the hallucination ended & her vision returned, she would find herself screaming and in a panic on the ground. Tears pouring from her eyes, she would look around at each of the present figures, whispering prayers to Gorund, realizing her fate had already been decided. She would soon be dragged off.

As her tears fell to the cobble below her, her mind would wander to the faces that her life was built around. Talia, Eric, Thorvald, Ecbert, Charles, Klaudia, Graham, Atreus, Lotte, Pierce, Friggr, each reminding her of a life well spent. But one lingered, the man with honey eyes, the one that she longed to see most. “I’m sorry, Angelo. We never did get that spar.” she’d murmur. 

Some time later, they reached the familiar caves of Urguan. She would call out to them, her voice low, and rough “Faer huksa faeryd vaskr vijane'ja onae? Unae loford faer, minna vita'ja faer. Han villi hefna.” (You think your Gods want me? I promise you, mine knows you. He will avenge.) The orcs chatter falling deaf on her ears as her tears came to an end, leaving only her anger. 

Soon, a familiar dwarf would enter the cave. “Wot es goin on? Po, wot ave s'e done wrong?” The Clan Father would ask as he approached. Her voice heightened to that of a howl “Eldur villi detta dinja fram faer. Unae villi hlaeja sem fit gerir!” (Fire will rain down on you. I will smile as it does!) The strange doctor would simply yell back, chanting strange words to her as he smeared a red paste across her forehead.

She’d call to Borin, her voice frantic and angry. “I did not wrong. They simply see it fit to feiking burn me alive. Savages!” she’d shout as she continued struggling against the orc. Borin immediately called for Celest to be released but before his advice could be heeded, she was lofted over the young orcs head, and her body cast into the flames. 

In her final moments, her mind would flash back to the day she sat with her brother, his face pale and body cold. The day that changed her entire life. His passing gave her the meaning she had always sought, though she had just now realized it. The ache she had felt washed away, and a strange comfort enveloped her. She was finally ready.

Celest Alys Ulric

1689-1730

2 hours ago, JellyfishAreGay said:

Cringes at seeing lorriane

 Ester wonders where Lorraine is in the above missive... 

The Union of a Crow & Bear

A painting depicting the Wedding of Prince Vladrick of Rubern and Haense & Princess Ester of Curonia

Invitations would be delivered throughout the lands of Oren.

A pitch black piece of parchment sealed with a deep crimson wax that bore the indentation 

of the sigil of House Alimar

It is with great joy that we announce the upcoming unification of The ‘Black’ Prince, Vladrick Hieromar Barbanov-Alimar, to his betrothed, Princess Ester Devereux. By the Grace of God, and in the presence of family and friends, the two shall become one. The union will take place in the Province of Rubern within Fort Krasna, located beside the Haense-Rubern Crossroads.

It is with happy hearts that the Prince & Princess extend invitations to all citizens of Orenia, hoping for many to join in on the celebration of this union.

• The House of ALIMAR, and the Nobility and Citizens of Rubern
• The House of DEVEREUX, and the Nobility and Citizens of Curonia
• The House of BARBANOV, and the Nobility and Citizens of Haense
• The House DE JOANNES, and the Nobility and Citizens of Cascadia 
• The House of HELVETS, and the Nobility and Citizens of Kaedrin
• The House of STAUNTON, and the Nobility and Citizens of Courland
• The House of NASRID, and the Nobility and Citizens of Cresonia
• The House of SUFFOLK, and the Nobility and Citizens of Suffonia

It would bring the couple happiness to have all mentioned above in attendance. 

SIGNED,

His Highness, Prince Vladrick Hieromar Barbanov-Alimar,

Black Prince of Rubern & Sovereign Protector of the Rubern Riverlands

Her Royal Highness, Ester Rose of House Devereux, Princess of Curonia

OOC:

Thursday, the 22nd of August

6PM EST

As word of Lotte’s death found Celest, the memories of a lost friend flooded back to her. She rode into Avalain to find Lotte’s bench, their bench. “My wife, you must have found his light, yei?” She’d mutter as she sat down. Her eyes welling with tears would fixate on the tavern as an unusually warm smile rose on Celest’s lips, her mind gripped by one memory in specific. “Even the church couldn’t stand us.” she’d chuckle faintly for a moment before her smile sank. “What is a maer to do without her wife?” Her inquiry rhetorical, though not even she could find the answer as a few stray tears escaped from her, falling down her cheeks.

The aging woman would drop her heads into her hands, uttering a prayer in a language few would understand.

“Hvild kos, valda.  Biddu laeta onae, fit villi ki vera langur, minn vaenr Lotte.”

Lilliana greets her long lost sister with the warmest of hugs upon her entry into the Seven Skies.

Marya Ruthern spent hours sitting on the shoreline, her eyes red & filled with tears as her mind replayed the traumatic scene. Upon night fall, she would lift herself from the gravel. Her gaze peering across the water as she muttered quietly, “It seems I will have to learn on my own.”

Arriving to the palace in Avalain, Ester received the news of her cousins passing. For some time, she failed to comprehend it. A flurry of thoughts clouding her mind left behind by the young King. Locking herself away in her chambers, she’d finally break. As her tears stained her lilac sheets, a heavy guilt permeated her fragile mind. She had been warned, but was blinded by naivety. The memories of him standing before her, cautioning his young cousin of the dangers, yet she had disregarded them. She would be left alone, riddled with regret.

Through her sobs she would utter “I should have believed; I should have trusted you.”

The Royal Courts of Curonia

Issued and confirmed on 6th of the Amber Cold, 1726

His Majesty, Pierce I Devereux has seen fit to establish a new rank of courtiers. The responsibilities that befall each role are individual, but together the chosen will work towards upholding the image of the Curonian Court. The positions of the Royal Court will be nominated by members of the Cyrillian Council as well as the citizens of Curonia, the Chamberlain is then tasked with choosing the candidate that will fill each position.

Chaplain: The Chaplain is a position filled by the highest ranking Canonist in Curon. They not only hold religious ceremonies for the denizens of Curonia, but stand as the relied on figure that the House Devereux use for all religious ceremonies. The Chaplain is assumed to assist the Royal House in remaining aligned with the Word of God in all things.

Master Physician: Master Physician is a trusted Doctor who tends to the Royal family in times of unwellness. The Physician who fills this role will have years of experience in the field of healing as well as credentials proving that they are well-suited for this honor. They may also tend to patients outside of the House Devereux, but their priority will always remain with the royal family.

Master Architect: Master Architect is the most experienced, and respected builder in Curonia. They are responsible for designing all buildings commissioned by the King or Council of Curonia. They will also be tasked with the authority to inspect all designs that will be implemented in Curonia, providing advice and guidance.

Master Artillator: Master Artillator is the person who is charged with the responsibility of maintaining the Royal Military of Curonia’s Armory. This position is not only active during wartime, but are heavily relied on to oversee the gathering of supplies from ferum, to feathers, to food.

Master of Game: Master of Game is charged with organizing hunts in the royal forests, as well as ward off poachers who seek to illegally hunt in the vicinity of Curonia’s lands. The Master of Game also handles all matters pertaining to the livestock of Curonia, ensuring the animals are healthy, well kept & well fed.

Court Mester (Mage & Jester): Court Mester is an entertainer tasked with amusing the court during times of wait. This position can be filled by a mage or simply a performer.

HIS ROYAL MAJESTY, Pierce I of House Devereux,

King of Curonia, Duke of Curon & Umbra,

Count of Albion, Arbor, Avalain, Blackrenach & Cyrilsburg,

Baron of Arisan, Rivia, & Vasile,

and Lord of Bear Mountain & Blackden

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[RP]

Name: Cyllia Drakon

Gender: Female

Place of residence: Drakon Manor

Race/Sub-race/Culture: Mali’Fenn

Do you swear obedience to the Princedom of Fenn and the Grand Prince?: Of course.