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Issued and averred by His Royal Highness Prince PAUL ALEXANDER in the year of our Lord 1957 As Petra popped at the seams, the infamous town crier stepped up and announced to the masses as another pinned this missive throughout various holdings of the Commonwealth; but most notably the Free City of Vallagne’s noticeboard, PAUL ALEXANDER BY the GRACE of GOD PRINCE of the PETRA A little over sixteen years ago, I was sworn in as the Lord Chamberlain of the River Court of my Royal mother, then Queen Renilde I. Throughout her reign, we hosted many events to be proud of, with the very successful Golden Jubilee bringing her time on the Throne of Garmont to a close. After serving faithfully until the end of her rule, I was then allowed to continue my work on the Court of my Royal niece Queen Catherine I, long may she reign. As I continued leading the Court I met a very competent Lady whom I trust to guide and counsel Catriona, Marisol. Almost as instantaneously as her appointment to the department of the Mistress of the Robes, she was hand-picked by myself to become someone that I regard to be the most successful Court Deputy of her time. I have thoroughly enjoyed each moment spent offering my leadership and guidance on matters dire to our success such as matrimony, court workings, Royal protocol, event planning, social and cultural enrichment, and educational initiatives through the inclusion of Wards. Though, much like my mother's time on the Throne of Garmont — all good things must come to an end. With great joy and a hopeful demeanor, I announce my impending retirement as the Lord Chamberlain of the River Court. My darling wife has birthed two beautiful heirs who I should hope will take up a majority of my time; as well as a new project that I have taken up since the successful delivery of Lord Adrian of Valfleur that will be dubbed the Royal Academy. As soon as this war comes to a close, so, too, shall the Valfleurs concern themselves with matters of construction—I am trying to say, “My cup runneth over.” On the subject of a new Grand Chamberlain, my counsel towards the good Lady Chancellor Thèresé von Theonus and the Pious Queen Catherine would be to award this honor and ability to the ever-competent Lady Deputy of the River Court, Marisol Palamo Solís. Prince Paul Alexander of the Petra The Lord Chamberlain of the River Court 1941 - 1957 86 - 102 WITNESS Ourselves at the Royal Palace on the 5th day of the Sun’s Smile in the year of Our Lord 1957 / 102 Atstana de Regne Petrére Faithfully Signed, His Royal Highness, Paul Alexander of the Petra, Prince of the Petra, the Duke of Valfleur, Patriarch of the House of the Petra de Valfleur ((thank you @tillyand @Zaerie for all of the opportunities you guys have and will continue to grant me with!))
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It was a calm day in the Shire of Bywater, like any other, as Breasal would finish his breakfast he would begin his prayers in his personal shrine room "Wise Sageking Ogradahd, bless me with wits so that I may outsmart my enemies. Dear Lady Luck, grant me your blessing so that I will return to my family. Mighty Laklul, give me strength so that I may defeat my enemies. Lord Knox, Guardian of all Weefolk, watch over me so that I may protect those in need." After the prayers were finished, he'd gear up, with everything ready he'd start walking away from his burrow down to the shire's marketplace. "Lo paw! Are we training today?" his firstborn daughter Marigold Nimblefoot would ask, "Aye, are ya ready? Follow me then", the two would walk towards the lake near the village. Their training would begin, this time it was about weapon strikes, blocks and riposte. Moving in slow and soft movements the two would synchronize as their canes striked each other, "Good, in the same way ya adjust yar strikes and blocks, either higher or lower". Breasal would then hug his daughter "A have to go now dear, for my last adventure, ya behave yarself and listen to yar momma ok?" "Are you going to return paw?" Marigold asked as she hugged her dad as well. "Aye, A will, that's a promise. A love ya sweety" he said giving a kiss on his daughters forehead. Walking away from the Shire, he'd watch over it and appreciate it, "One last adventure" he said with a smile before putting on his pumpkin helm and leaving for Amathea. [Skip to the end of the battle] Finally, after hours of siege and fighting hundreds if not thousands of foul bugs, he'd catch a breath and tend to his wounds. Burned by acid the damage was light, with proper care and attention, the wounds would soon heal. Though witnessing the unending swarm of Mori and bugs, he too would evacuate with the rest of his group, grabbing some kind of trophy on his way out. Thus mounted on his trusted pony he'd watch as Amathea fell to the dark forces "One last adventure", he'd say to himself before leaving as fast as possible and towards to his beloved Shire. After arriving in Bywater, tired and mentally exhausted he'd put down his gear down and tend to his burns. "And now, it's time to retire, A am needed here. My family is my most beloved adventure, and A plan on being here for them". Thus a chapter came to a close, who knows, perhaps another Halfling would make a name for themselves; for now peaceful retirement is what awaits Breasal. (OOC: It was a really fun event, even though it was very late for me I still enjoyed it. I hope you enjoyed this perspective of my character, happy Easter and I hope to see you another time, see ya)
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