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Sofya von Draco iced her tired feet after being chased halfway across Almaris by the King of Balian. @Shmeepicus

You're so right. I've seen the error of my ways. To make it up to you, I'm willing to offer you a von Draco to play. I think you would be a spectacular addition to the family!

Sofya von Draco cackles. "So Charlie has forfeited his capital...what exactly is he the King of now?"

Now that was just uncalled for

Wow, you actually just called me a race traitor. Wtf is wrong with you.

I think it's deranged that you're conflating wearing a Minecraft skin with trying to genocide an entire group. By making comments like this, you're actually diminishing some of the most horrific crimes in human history.

The virtue signalling on this thread is actually insane. It's the internet. We've all made edgy jokes before. Sure, maybe not to the same severity as Trol has in the past, but seeing all these people acting like perfect angels is just plain hypocritical. I don't support what Trol said in any capacity, but I wholeheartedly support the person he is today. He is not a r-pist. He is not a bigot. He's a funny lad who just wants to play Minecraft with his friends.

"The most eventful occurance of King Georg's reign," commented an elderly Draco.

Nobody is shouting you down. I read your post in full, and took your concerns into account. Don't conflate criticism and disagreement with refusing to listen.

"Only upon my re-sharing of these screenshots did this player attempt to add me as a friend on Discord, which I promptly denied"

Joel, your concerns are valid and I understand where you're coming from, but I really don't think it's fair to deny any possibility that Trol has matured within the past four years. He tried to reach out to you to apologize, yet you blocked him. You haven't had any direct contact with him for four years now, so you're in no place to comment on the merit of his character today.

Sofya von Draco wiped her blade clean of Aaunic blood. “Another victory for Renatus and mankind.”

"Wow, that was quick" Says Sofya.

A seaside depiction of Minitz from afar, following the successful attack ☩ THE BURNING HALL OF MINITZ ☩ As dusk settled in, a warhorse emblazoned with the colors of House von Draco galloped towards the Duchy of Minitz. Atop this steed sat two seasoned warriors: Sofya von Draco and her grandson, Reinolt von Draco. From atop the “unbreachable” walls of Minitz, a conspirator stood ready to relay information. "Rally the men.” And so, that very same horse returned from whence it came, its riders hastily assembling a force of approximately 2,000 men. With Valentin van Aert, Sir Lucien de Rouen, and the aforementioned Draco warriors at the vanguard, the detachment rode out, headed for their destination. A second unnamed associate stationed himself at the citizen doors, briskly escorting the Adrian forces inside, one by one. As the Adrians charged inside, civilians’ screams resounded throughout the city. Amidst agonizing cries, some fled, while the less fortunate found their escape impeded by the invaders. No effort was made to thwart the raiders. The city was already lost. Once the captives were rounded up, the Adrian soldiers diverted their attention to the Moothalle. The brigade watched in awe as Valentin van Aert and Sir Lucien de Rouen set their volatile blades alight. Simultaneously, their weapons plunged into the support beams of the wooden structure. It did not take long for the building to collapse, in its stead, leaving naught but a crispy ruin. Without harming a single Minitz man, woman, or child, the Adrian forces departed, riding off into the sunset.

The aging Sofya von Draco sharpens her blade, preparing herself for one last fight. "So, the time has come once more."

Formation of House von Hahn 15th of The Grand Harvest, 1910 It pains me to confess that the civil war in the Commonwealth of Petra has put me at odds against the House von Draco. However, in spite of this conflict of interest, let it be known that I still hold high regard for my family of birth, and am forever grateful for all they have provided me with. That said, the bounds of marriage and faith have rendered it impossible to fight alongside my kin. Therefore, it is time I, formerly Aviana von Draco - of houses Draco and Joannes - take on the name of von Hahn. I wish to spare my family from the shame of a house divided, but I cannot, in good conscience, stand alongside the unfaithful and false Archduchess, Renilde. This is not a war in which Haeseni blood should be spilled. The Highland realm achieves nothing in mewling over a foreign woman and her infidelity. Our people deserve to tend to their farmsteads in peace and not to entertain the romantic fantasies of a lustful magpie. SIGNED, HER LADYSHIP, Aviana von Hahn, Iron Warrior of Petra HIS LORDSHIP, Sir Gregory 'Wings the Winged' von Hahn, Marshal of the Commonwealth of Petra, Commander of the Sons of Petra

Aviana von Draco cackled as she sewed the Marshal's patch onto Wings' uniform!

The news of yet another Petran's falling tugged at the heartstrings of Aviana. While she had not known Ser Brandt well, she anticipated his death would significantly weigh down her husband's spirits. Thus, she ensured his favorite dinner was prepared that night. She was a good and faithful wife, unlike some.

The aging Sofya von Draco secluded herself within her chambers, where she would stay for days to come; her brief regency thus ending with the loss of her beloved son.

Was going to upvote but it's at 69 so I won't

Bandit Queen Elsil’Ceru grumbles, crumpling up the missive and tossing it into the fire. “How original.”

Oddly, the young Adalia Morovar did not shed a single tear for her fallen father. Rather, she stared off into the distance in disbelief. While her demeanor remained stoic as ever, thoughts raced through the youth's mind. What was she to do now?