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  1. [!] You find a letter in your mailbox. Halflings never rest it seems. The need for Firewood I t'was serving guests in my burrow when I noticed something off. I hardly had enough firewood to cook enough food to feed my guests! This cannot do! As Mayor of Hayhollow, I hereby command us all to chop more firewood from the nearby forests (scarce as they may be) so that may live more comfortably! ~Mimosa Applefoot, Mayor of Hayhollow ((Event tomorrow, 11/10/2022, 6 PM EST))
  2. The Awakening Ball Of Para'dine 19th of The Snow’s Maden , 96 S. A. [!] From deep within Forests of Celia’nor comes a letter penned from those who are settled within. This very letter found its way out of the state to different parts of the realm, making it a widely spread letter for all to see. This missive is extended to all within this wonderous realm we call home. With this invitation, we welcome all to the gathering hosted by the Para'dine council for those who call it home, alongside those who honour us with their friendships. We welcome those attending to come converse and mingle as well as to befriend all while amidst a beautiful ball. Those attending are encouraged to follow a formal dress code as well as to adorn blue and yellow. At this event, there will be an announcement made by the Lord of Para'dine: Theoden Akaln'riv, as a means to connect to everyone who attends what he aims to achieve and where the future of Para'dine is to head. The ball will be held within the Para'dine Keep; expect food and many drinks during the festivities. F E S T I V I T I E S A Duck's Prance The gathering commences with a dance. Guests are urged to partner and waltz, but only for their own enjoyment. There is naught the pressure to compete and outdo one another, but the expectation to relax and commune with the rest of the guests. Egg-splanation Following the waltz Theoden Akaln'riv will make his announcement, enlightening the attendants with his plans for the future and the achievements to be had. Bedazzled Beverages As a calming way to end the celebration, the butlers and maids tending to the guests will serve special drinks that are developed in Paradine's own Honeycomb Tavern. An opportunity to mingle and bring concerns to light as the festivities come to an end. SIGNED; Virar Theoden Akaln'riv, Virar of Paradine | @fredrickteufel Jakob Castington, Councilor of Snow | @Oh_Ontario SPECIAL INVITATIONS ARE SENT TO THE FOLLOWING: ARISTOCRACY OF CELIANOR Evarir Veralya Wynasul, and their Talonii @Amuletic Evarir Aurelius Haelimah, and their Talonii Virar Thalon Nullivari, and their Talonii @_Sug Virar Serigne Py’lrie, and their Talonii @Allien Laurir August Athri'onn and their Talonii @twistedfries Laurir Glynfir Aevaris and their Talonii @Crymson Laurir Raziel Amethil and their Talonii @laeonathan Laurir Ranni Ranaleth and their Talonii @coffeekreme COURTIERS OF CELIANOR Saphielle Heithyra, Silver Seneschal of Fi’andria @silllkee Esmeralda Acal'elor, Lady of the Interior @Axelu Irelia Py'lrie, Lady of the Arts @XoxoMinnieXoxo Zodd, Master of the Forge @AdmiralLB Alucard Anarion, Court Archivist @xNeviah Ro’ya Nullivari, Court Painter @Amyy Valindra, Court Mage @moribundity FOREIGN DELEGATIONS Netseth Loa’chil, Prince of Nor’asath and his citizens @ColonelKuehl1 Acanthus Vuln’muriel, Prince of Amaethea and his citizens @agentofdeath Sarya Tundrak, Princess of Fenn and her citizens @JJosey Lenora Jusmia, of Vortice and her citizens @Bethinwonderland Karl III, King of Haenseti-Ruska and his citizens @gmro Frederick I, Prince of Sedan and his citizens @hogobojo Mika Anarion, The Silver Lubba of Lurin and it’s citizens @mika1278 Paul Salvian, Archduke of Petra and it’s citizens @tilly ((OOC INFO)) [ SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 6ST, 4:30PM EST ]
  3. Published 12th of The Deep Cold, 98 SA Sil’Malin; A Place for Opportunity and Growth “The time has come for Sil’Malin to open the gates of their beloved Keep and host an open house for all who wish to attend. This open house is to encourage possible recruitment for those interested in joining such an elite branch of the military. There, prospects will get the chance to meet those of the Order, such as the GrandMaster, and ChapterMaster; the leaders of Sil’Malin." I T I N E R A R Y FESTIVITIES Before the true event begins, various food items and drinks will be served at the open bar within the Sil’Malin keep. RECRUITMENT OPEN HOUSE Going into the main event-. All those who wish to learn more about the Order will be granted the opportunity to meet and discuss the members of Sil’Malin, recruitments will be open for those who wish to join. SPARRING TOURNAMENT To conclude this event, GrandMaster Kolvar Valwynn, and ChapterMaster Ellisar Aevaris will be setting up a sparring tournament. Those who participate will be challenged by their strength, with only permitting one victor in the end. The victor will be awarded 300 minas! (Tournament is a first come first serve event) Purpose of Sil’Malin The purpose of the Order of Sil’Malin is first and foremost to offer protection to the people of Mali’nor, in the effort to preserve their unity and security. The Sil’Malin also is implanted to help all mali, wherever they may be, through services of hospitality and cooperation of other nations. The duties within the Order may include various tasks, such as, but not all; defending the borders of Mali’nor, patrolling and clearing roads of bandits, and offering aid to physicians and combat medics when demand is high. The knights of the Order must be virtuous and steadfast in their duties. Their motives must be honorable and true. Sil’Malin knight in full heavy plate Meet the GrandMaster Kolvar Lyln Valwynn, Kolvar Lyln Valwynn began her military career over a century ago, when returning back to Haelun’or after a long personal deployment. Upon returning she was re-enlisted to the Sillumiran where she served a great deal of her time, swearing an oath to protect others at any given cost. After the many changes that took place regarding the government of the republic, causing it to eventually fall, Kolvar was determined to remain enlisted despite all the challenges that soon arose. As time went on, she had gained more experience through various services that were asked of her, and was granted the opportunity to climb the ranks of the Sillumiran, being promoted to First Sergeant. Being a devoted soldier and combat medic, she was assigned to lead and teach her knowledge of medicine from the frontline perspective to aspiring guards like herself. Unfortunately due constant changes with the Haelun’orian government and changes regarding the Sillumiran, Kolvar resigned, right before the fall of Haelun’or completely. Now Kolvar is proudly serving as a Diraar in the Celiadiraar and as the GrandMaster of the Order of Sil’Malin. Sil Kolvar Valwynn Post-Battle Meet the ChapterMaster Ellisar Aevaris, Ellisar’s military career started over a century ago when he returned to Haelun’or. Under the republican government of the day, he served for quite some time as second in command of the Sillumiran before being elected Okarir’tir. As the government of the republic fell, he resigned his position and evacuated his family to safety. Finding retirement to be a bore, Ellisar enlisted in the Haense Royal Army, eventually being promoted to Lieutenant. As the mali residing in Haense all left one by one, and finding it difficult to be away from their own kind, the Aevaris talonnii relocated once more and Ellisar joined the Ivae’fenn as a guardian. After the dissolution of the Principality of Fenn forced a move to Celia’nor, Ellisar now serves as a Parir in the Celiadiraar and as Chaptermaster of the Celia’nor chapter of the Order of Sil’Malin. Sil Ellisar Post-Patrol [[OOC: Sunday October 23rd @ 6pm EST]] PENNED AND SIGNED; KOLVAR L. VALWYNN ELLISAR AEVARIS
  4. THE CHALLENGE OF THE SUN THE SOHAER OF HAELUN'OR As Issued from the An'asul estate 18th of Malin's Welcome, Year 97 of the Second Age {Art by Pengzhen Zhang} "An epoch to lay the foundations of permanent progress. Rejoice! Rejoice! Rejoice! You are the chosen one, child. Blessed by Larihei’s realisation of the nature of the State and our inherited Nature, I will guide you into the future. A completed century will only be the start." - Malaurir Dimaethor Elervathar Blessed Citizens of our State, our home and refuge… While many of you know me for my rather clamorous ways of ensuring the progress of our blessed bastion, I am indeed a servant of the state, a vigorous one who sacrificed their whole being to the betterment of our kin. Unlike others, I do not seek to abolish institutions to install myself as the absolute power of the State.. Powers and responsibilities should always be distributed among the blessed; ‘tis to allow the ever so progressing mali‘thill to actively participate in the political scheme of Haelun’or but to also prevent one individual becoming the absolute force, a dictator. We have seen this from time to time, the last time Sohaer held absolute power they attempted to erase the most blessed Maheral from our history. The last time someone we called Maheral held absolute power, she ended up being a fraud. This we have seen, and this I promise will never happen under the guidance of myself, democracy shall prevail. This I promise with my ever so dying soul, Haelun’or will be reinstalled as a nation great among the nations of the realm. We shall be the epitome of a functioning democratic society and never shall we be blinded by mundane terms such as “Regent-Sohaer”. And so, this is a promise to the Motherland itself, to the mali’till and citizens of our Blessed Bastion… The Silver News shall be promised full autonomy as per functionality. The editor in chief shall be promised funding to ensure the prosperity of the paper and the government shall not dictate the functions of it. Elsillumiran shall function as always, Okarir’tir will remain as their commander and Sohaer their Commander in Chief. Maheral as the head of state shall rule over the aforementioned. If changes are needed, they shall be directed by elokarir'tir. Magic has long gone untouched within our nation. I promise to start the distribution of magic myself within the blessed bastion, and once my pupils have graduated they shall take upon themselves to teach. Magical institutions will be reinstalled, and Haelun’or will once more be the home of magic as Larihei intended. This includes any and all scholarly subjects we are able to teach to the masses. After a long lasting war, I believe instead of enemies we should aim to befriend the nations within the realms. It is no lie, we were close to extinction and were it not for the miracle that happened we would all be nothing but blood stains upon the silver isles. Never shall we raise unnecessary arms again and under my guidance we shall aim for peace. Certain council meetings shall be made public; the citizenry invited to listen as elheial'thilln converses about the topics of the nation. Public assemblies as started by Sohaer Uradir shall be reinstalled and will take place on a scheduled basis. Many things, but I believe change is exactly what Haelun’or needs as for now. We have had Sohaeran closer to identical to one another, yet no change has happened and now we found ourselves almost extinct. I could write a novel that will take centuries to finish if I was to write everything that I seek to change, however instead of that I wish to have you citizens come speak with me. Come, have a discussion and we shall exchange words and ideas on how to make the nation a better place for all 'thill. I am Usamea An’asul and a vote for me as Sohaer of the Silver State, is a vote for progress and health. AY'LARIHEI AY'MAHERAL MAEHR'SAE HIYLUN'EHYA Signed, Laurir Usamea An’asul
  5. The council as it stands wished to rip that right from your hands and hold an election amongst themselves and decide the future representative of the Mali’thill in a closed election. It was my lobbying which was able to secure enough of the council’s vote to usher in the return of democracy to the Mali’thill. - Malaurir Ikur Sullas To Haelun’or, I write to you this missive as finally has our nation established stability and now finds herself in tranquility after decades of hostilities, and the annexation of the silver isles. The price paid for peace was an expensive one, many a ‘thill lost their lives while defending that of silver against the barbaric enemies from the stars. Now we find ourselves surrounded by peace, however a threat to our society has once more found itself a way into our democratic society. Many of our Okariran are seated in one of the most esteemed institutions of our society, unelected however. Our Sohaer once more claimed power, while having no mandate. I thus call for all unelected members of our pristine elheial’thilln to stand challenged or subject to a vote determining whether they shall continue to serve the public or not. Regent-Sohaer Kolvar Uradir Okarir’nor Luthien Maeyr’onn Okarir’hiylun Anara Elervathar These elections shall be overseen by elheial’lauriran as led by Maheral Seth Calith. As we all are one, we all are silver, we shall as one lead the bastion towards prosperity. AY'LARIHEI AY'MAHERAL MAEHR'SAE HIYLUN'EHYA Signed, Laurir Usamea An’asul
  6. THE SUCCESSOR OF STARS Published; 10th of Malin’s Welcome, 95 SA The Principality of Celianor depicted amongst the glow of an early morning sunrise, signifying the dawn of a new era. The only thing which is able to dictate what the future has is the allowance for the passage of time. Several moons ago, Illarion had fallen ill to an allergy to the nature around Celia’nor. It has plagued him for months relentlessly and now, it is something that is unable to be ignored. The incurable sickness has plagued the Prince of Celia’nor dreadfully so to the point where it has left him physically marred and weak. It has left the Principality of Celia’nor without a ruler that is able to focus upon the matters of state and leadership. The land of stars and embers is in need of a royarch whom is able to continue to hold the flame that ignites the passion that is in the heart of each and every one of the people of Celia’nor. And so, the mantle must be passed and a crown must be worn by one who has been there to guide Celia’nor since its foundations, the one which chose our Principalities namesake. With the announcement of this letter, I hereby relinquish my title of Prince of Celia’nor for it to be given to Valyris Ibarellan. May she rule with the Celian Synallin’ehya in her heart and before the tests of time show herself as capable as her predecessors. She has in her the blazing starflame that all rulers of the past and present have carried, no doubt one respected not only by the court, but also by her equals. We will continue to strive towards the coming age with ambition. Ivarielle I and Illarion I have firmed our foundations and they will only firm further. C E L I A N S Y N A L L I N’ E H Y A AY’PUERAN; Illarion Ibarellan, Prince of Celia’nor and the Silver Princedom, Laurir Heial
  7. ANNOUNCEMENT of the HOUSE DARKWOOD The Darkwood Drink Festival In the year of our Lord, 13th of Peter's Glory 23 B.A To those of Almaris: House Darkwood has shown itself to be a house newly dedicated in its curation and creation of drinks of all kinds, having opened a business in the Brown Bear’s Rest Tavern in Balian. Having held such a passion for all his life Viscount Drako Darkwood would like to announce his intent to host a festival in celebration of what he loves in Balian. Starting in the Square of Balian with a small amount of stalls and space within Balian, those who make drinks are encouraged to sell or offer tasters of their drinks for the denizens of Almaris to taste and enjoy. Being that this is a drink festival, there will be a competition held in the tavern with a grand prize of 50 mina. Finally it will be ended with a drunken brawl in the arena, where anyone who wants to take part will drink and then fist fight those in the pit. As declared by, His Excellency, the Patriarch of House Darkwood, Lord Drako Darkwood, Viscount of Renduzzo. Her Excellency, Viscount-Consort Johanne Alstromeria Vuiller of Renduzzo
  8. [!] Elegantly scribed rice paper flyers are hung around all Tianrui Trading Co. locations and partners! THE TIANRUI TEAHOUSE CORDIALLY INVITES YOU TO OUR CELEBRATION OF THE MID-AUTUMN FESTIVAL IN OUR ALISGRAD LOCATION! [!] A full moon rises behind the Tianrui gingko tree in Alisgrad in this print! Come one, come all! To the Tianrui Teahouse’s celebration of the Li-Ren Mid-Autumn Festival! Taking place once on the 15th of every 8th month on the Li-Ren lunar calendar, the Mid-Autumn festival is a celebration of harvest, friends and family, and of course moon cakes. While the date of the equinox precedes this missive, festivities shall take place in the Alisgrad Tianrui Teahouse from the Sun’s Smile to the Grand Harvest. For the first night of the event, tea master Tianrui Ren will tell the tale of the Mid-Autumn Festival and how it came to be! Event Planning and Hosting, Tianrui Ren OOC: Running all week in the Alisgrad Tianrui Teahouse, and Monday night at around 4pm EST I’ll be around to do an in-RP story time!
  9. A New Knight to Be: It is announced that Sil Grayson Starling, is to be knighted and granted his full duties of service within the Sil’Malin Order. The ceremony is to be held in the Celia’nor palace where he will be oathed by the Grandmaster herself. All who are enlisted with the Sil’Malin and the Celiadiraar are asked to attend this ceremony. [[OOC: Sunday September 18th at 3pm EST, at Celia’nor Palace]] Signed and penned, Grandmaster, Sil Kolvar Lyln Valwynn Chaptermaster, Sil Ellisar Aevaris
  10. [i] A new pamphlet arrives at your door. THE WHEAT WHACKER CHRONICLES THE CHERUB OF THE WORKBENCH Any self respecting farmer knows that a workbench is essential to farming, to repair our tools, as well as to pack our crops into the appropriate bushels and bales. Dear shepherds and shepherdesses, imagine my distress when I was tilling the fields of Minitz - which have done extraordinarily well ever since I’ve taken them under my wing, proving all the farms in the Harvest Confederacy only need a bit of LOVE AND ATTENTION - ahem, excuse me. I became sidetracked. Imagine my distress when I couldn’t immediately find a workbench! How lucky was I when a flaxen haired youth approached me and showed me to a workbench I could use. Truly, when the youth understand the importance of farming, that is when we are truly blessed. To this child, whose name I do not know, I dub you the Cherub of the Workbench. You shall always have a friend in the Wheat Whacker. THE SECOND REVIEW This time I have traveled far and wide, to many a place within the Southernmost part of our world. I have been to farms near and far, and to places with no farms at all! I have traveled far and wide so you do not have to. To the farms outside the ruined city of San Luciano, the tiny patch in the Barony of Triglav, to the farms nearest Vistulia, I have traversed and farmed them all. I started my journey in the Viceroyalty of Hyspia, and whilst I am understanding of the fact that the desert dries out soil at an alarming rate, I am not sympathetic to the fact that a live chicken is living in between the stalks of wheat. The less said about the feral animal the better. Whilst San Luciano remains abandoned and in dire need of repair, the farm outside the ruined city is in good condition considering the city it used to feed. There are patches of crops that have been trampled and become unusable, but overall, it made for a good harvest due to the superb irrigation and size of the field. The Barony of Triglav came next, and while their farm was well irrigated there were a few bare patches that should concern whomever farms it. Overall, it was well-kept indeed. Vistulia was the next stop, and their farm was large indeed. Whilst the dry patches are forgivable due to the climate, the cross contamination of crops is not. Carrots, just two or three patches, in the top of the field, and dry spots galore! Surely whichever poor soul must farm that field regularly is not so careless? Erwinsburg, Erwinsburg. Their farms are superb! Well watered and expansive! Truly a great environment to grow crops. If only there were crops growing! Every field is empty and bare, even of seedlings. How sad, to see such potential go unused. The Duchy of Redclyf truly has a personal farm to be proud of. Dry patches, yes, but they only have one tilled spot that is bare of any crop whatsoever! Hurrah! As the foremost farming authority, I would recommend going no further than this duchy if you are indeed touring the farms of the world as I have. While the Grand Duchy of Balian may seem nice, there is truly no greater sin than not having a farm so that the people in your care may feed themselves. I was horrified to learn that most preferred to sit on their laurels rather than use their day to feed themselves and others. I recommend steering clear of Balian at all costs. A place without a farm is a place without kindness. SUBMITTED FARMS Whilst the village of Helious may seem… haphazard at best, their farms are an entirely different story, much to my joy. Most often farmed by my faithful companion, the Silent Sodbuster, these fields are the picture of health. With minimal dry patches and an… admittedly unorthodox irrigation system, there is no denying that it works. Perhaps the farms could look better, but there is no doubt that they produce fine crops. Do send in your farms for review. Even if they aren’t sent in, I’ll get to them eventually! All submissions should be forwarded to this address. [OOC: The Wheat Whacker#1688] The foremost farming authority,
  11. [!] Elegantly scribed rice paper flyers are hung around all free ports! Announcement of House Tianrui Grievances Against the Now Fallen Orenian Empire For 100 years have we laid silent our grievances. It is a shame at the cost of my brothers’ lives, that the Orenian crown could not maintain itself longer than a fraction of my lifetime. Patrician family under the titles of Adria in The Golden City of Ves, we were then known as “Watanabe” within the walls of the Empire of Man. Eldest son of his generation, Tianrui Sun was christened Ser Sun Watanabe the Truthful of the Golden City of Ves by Lord Alfred Myre. First legitimate knight of the Golden City. There lies no mention of our family nor our deeds in the now fallen Imperial halls. Lord Alfred Myre claims all achievement, while ours and our comrades’ lie forgotten, our brothers’ bodies never returned to us for proper rites. We fought at the forefront of the War of Two Emperors under Oren’s banner, and they forgot us. Remember us now. We are House Tianrui, we fought not for any crown but for the love of our neighbors. We are House Tianrui, we bled and we lost for you and were cast out and forgotten. We are House Tianrui, we have survived your Empire. Signed, Tianrui Ren
  12. Vindicta von Draco Artists' depiction of a Sedanian guard and palace worker discovering the mutilated body of Caius de Ravensburg. Standing within Sedan’s meeting room laid a few figures, some conversing, some watching, and one plotting. They plotted the mission they gave upon themselves, the hunt that would bring him a feeling he’d never felt before. Donny von Draco took it upon himself to lure Vice-Chancellor Caius de Ravensburg to the palace’s meeting room - having learned of his plans against Sedan and using it as a reason to fulfill his own personal, and radical yearning for revenge. A pursuit for revenge stemmed from the infamous tales of Sofya and Argus Romstun. How they were used, taken advantage of, by none other than Caius de Ravensburg himself. The man sought to destroy his parents’ lives before his even began, being a liar, backstabber, and traitor to his beloved kin. This was enough for the young Donny to grow a deep hatred for the failed Chancellor, his childhood consumed by war and stories of his horrific deeds. He was a horrible man, in that eye of his. Nothing short of the same evil which took his other, best comparable to the overweight villains often found in children’s books - ones who seek to destroy the bond between a princess and her prince. Donny had successfully pulled Caius into his trap, a brief conversation ensuing between the two in the moments leading up to his plan. And in such a conversation, he expressed to Donny a warmth and kindness that almost made him hesitate, but it was in those doubts that Donny quickly regained himself and re-called the powerful words of his father. “No man is able to lead others only with imaginary titles and a pen. Raising a blade for an honorable fight is proof of your loyalty to your country and people. The fragment of the letter played in his head, the tick-tocking of his pocket watch indicating that time continued, and Donny only had so much of it before the luxury of opportunity fell from his grasp. Caius refused to duel me after insulting his own princess, which I stood up for. Donny kept his countenance drawn to the figures who dallied within that room, Caius’s pointless words muffled in his ears - breaths growing sharper and sharper as the seconds only went by, and the words resonated louder in his head. The rodent slithered back into his cage and hissed through the metal bars, attempting to hide the fear that overhauled his person when he heard my steed's distant hooves clop. The Draco’s anger only grew as Caius patted his back, the kind gesture paired with his past stirring Donny’s impending fury. Let it be known throughout the Empire - The arrows of the clock turned, finally reaching the dawn of a new hour. He is no man, Donny’s stormy gray eye burned its widened glare onto the side of Caius’s head, a hand shot to his back to grip Drakono Nagas, the infamous dagger that would be used to cut the shackles which bound him so much. And deserves no respect.” Caius rose a glass to his lips, his final moments of serenity plagued by alcohol and it's beautiful lie. For Sofya, that dagger was drawn. For Argus, Donny plunged it into the back of his neck, And for himself, he twisted and yanked the blade within his skin - mutilating it. With every torn piece of flesh that fell to the ground, with every violent stab and thrust into Caius’s neck, and with every splatter of blood that flew onto Donny’s face, a memory burned, and a quest for revenge neared completion. Donny’s only regret? Not ripping Caius’s heart right out of his chest and crushing it before the eyes of his father. Finally, they were free, finally, he was free. Finally, Caius ‘The Rat’ de Ravensburg, was dead. "The path of a righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and goodwill, shepherds the weak through the valley of the darkness. For he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon thee."
  13. [!] This is not public IRP knowledge. [!]
  14. Royal Poetry Volume 3 - Katerina Foreword Upon closer correspondence with Haeseni Royalty and the people within Haense, Felyx becomes inspired to write yet another addition to the Poetry Series. This hobby of his has been expanding, and may be something serious simply by handing these works to their respective muses, who hold great power. Nevertheless, as the young Colborn sits down to put quill and ink to paper, he is reminded by the semblance that the name "Katerina" holds against his first poem's "Karenina", thus silently vowing to match his previous standards to fit at least a single aspect of the many diamond fractals of an equally incredible individual. 'Katerina' Waves and waves of light are shimmering Into which, no man may see. For the pond of life within this vessel As a fiery summer's breeze grow free. The eyes of the maelstrom The onion layers of sun will capture - Out of melted icy footprints The mind shall drift to what entraptures. Allusions of flame dancing on a red wall Bring forth slender fingers around gold to linger. Yet as men stand tormented in transparent halls, A graceful figure here shall make its stand. Age has a number that ripes like fine wine Which, as poured, pours into many souls in time, To form a web of fine gold strands - And band us together lest we fall from our climb. The slender hand arches up, to clutch her Lorraine For belief alone may keep us all sane - So our trust placed in her to guide us the way, By the mercy of God we shall not astray. Blunt as a mace, her protection can kill Those who threaten her kin of the Land. In snow-capped red dress, and golden necklace Her temper comes forth like winter's fury unmanned. In time the laughter-lines grow, A temper subsides and a gold heart does show, With firm slender hands she holds her Lorraine, Within her still waves, to lap up her pain. As strong as a comet, a will resolute Within you'll find diamonds before it is spent For within us she sees just who we are Through countless ages and not just one scar, So let yourself be healed by the Lady; "Katerina Ceciliya Barbanov-Bihar" Afterword There is only one copy of this poem in circulation (IRPLY) and it is the original, signed by Felyx Colborn himself. What has been writ cannot be undone, and more royal poems are sure to come... Signed,
  15. [!] A missive would be sent out to the general public of Karosgrad in a dinged parchment. The words would be written carefully in a black ink that stained to the back of the paper. To The Royal Family of Barbanov and whom it may concern, For those who may not know me, my name is Ipera Antionette Ashford de Falstaff. In recent times, I have done many unsavory things, reflecting poorly on my family and Her Highness. Though it is not my place to go into specifics into what happened between the Princess and I, that is for her to publicize how she deems fit, I do wish to issue the sincerest of apologizes. I spoke out of turn, and above my rank, to someone who deserves respect of the highest degree. To Her Royal Highness,I was a provoker, and caused you to lash out. It was not your fault, you were just acting in reaction to my improper actions. You had every right to be emotional and should not be ridiculed by the public for anything you may have said or did to me in this time. I am sorry for pushing you. I do hope that we can work through this and eventually regain the friendship we held when we first met. To His Serene Highness, I should have not spoken the way that I did to you, even if it was in private. It was unsightly of me and I am very grateful that you did not publicize what I did say. I hold our friendship in high regard and I am thankful that that friendship has remained intact. However, I do wish to clarify some misconceptions, I did NOT steal His Serene Highness’s circlet. I removed it from his head and joked around with him, and immediately returned it once he asked for it. The crown never left the palace or His Serene Highness’s sight. This was blown out of proportions by an unnamed source stating that they saw me trying to take it once before, which is false.Through my clarity I do not wish to continue this quarrel however my words are ment to put an end to this more than anything else. Signed, Ipera Antionette Ashford de Falstaff
  16. [i] A new pamphlet arrives at your door. THE WHEAT WHACKER CHRONICLES INTRODUCTION What, ladies and gentlemen, are the tenets for every farmer? Of course, proper irrigation, seeding, and harvesting is key to any farmer’s livelihood. Alas, it seems more and more of us are forgetting these tenets! Across Almaris, much of which I have farmed in, there are unseeded patches and dry spots in every field. Much to my horror, I can assure you. The purpose, dear shepherds and shepherdesses, of this pamphlet is to bring attention to the sorry state of our fields. But what authority have I to comment on your farming procedures? The six thousand potatoes and carrots, and the eight thousand bales of hay, all perfectly stored in my storeroom, are my qualifications, dearest farmer. And, of course, if you’ve a field nearby, I’ve farmed it. From the tiniest farm just outside Corwinsburg to the farm just outside Amathea, I have farmed far and wide. If I haven’t farmed your fields, it’s only a matter of time. I, the Wheat Whacker, will aid you in your endeavors to better your farms. THE FIRST REVIEW We shall begin, my farmers, in the Harvest Confederacy. Surely a nation named after harvesting will have immaculate fields, will they not? I’m afraid that the Confederacy will disappoint us, for while their fields certainly look impressive, they seem to value quantity over quality. At first glance, the golden fields of wheat and rich-looking vegetable patches fool most as they pass by. Poor irrigation and dry patches are apparent even in the very first fields I came across, just outside of Vienne, or whatever it’s name is now. A fluke, I said to myself, and shared a glance with my trusty companion, the Silent Sodbuster, saw us quickly harvesting all we could carry and wandering off to the next stop. The further inward we went, the more problems arose. We had run all the way to Arichsdorf, our bundles of wheat steadily growing, before we were too disheartened to continue. Bare patches riddled fields and poor lighting saw some of the seedlings not taking to even irrigated soil. Truly, a horrific sight. Dry soil was plentiful, and truly, my hopes cannot have been more crushed. While there may be hundreds upon hundreds of wheat fields, and the crop yield is impressive, it is not enough to excuse such heinous oversights. I truly hope this pamphlet, drawing attention to their problems, will prompt the farmers to correct their mistakes. Do send in your farms for review. Even if they aren’t sent in, I’ll get to them eventually! All submissions should be forwarded to this address. [OOC: The Wheat Whacker#1688] The foremost farming authority,
  17. [!] Before you sits a neatly bound book of smooth ivory pages, held together by dark red comb-stitch binding. On the cover is emblazoned the Tianrui House sigil, and boldly declared title of the production. Tianrui Trading Company Catalogue Issue No. 1 PUBLISHED SA 90, 6th OF THE GRAND HARVEST TIANRUI TRADING CO. PUBLISHING LTD. COMPANY MISSION From humble farming merchant beginnings in Li-Guo to the booming enterprise of today, the Tianrui Trading Co. sees a need and fills it. From fine produce and dried goods to tailored design needs, the Tianrui Trading Co. is here to help you receive the quality products you deserve. ABOUT OUR TEAM Current company CEO and founder of the Western branch expansion, Tianrui Ren is a family man who spends his time in the Tianrui Teahouse when not designing new products, recipes, or signing trade deals. Company CFO and popular face in our Sterling Street 3 location, Tianrui Carla is a spontaneous presence most often seen wearing her Tianrui Fu Dog Respirator Mask from her days in the YPA. When not seeing customers on the floor or balancing the books, Carla is a skilled creator of new drinks. Head of in-house entertainment Tianrui Meixing is a long-practised musician specialised with zither instruments, particularly the family guqin. When not performing, Meixing can be found helping Ren run the Sterling Street Tianrui Teahouse. Company financier and primary advisor on cultural connections and market research Chen Yunya is a practised entertainer and businesswoman renowned for her sword dances as much as her sharpened enterprising skills. OFFERED SERVICES AND GOODS CATERING All dishes available in-house at any Tianrui Teahouse location are also available to be catered to events and functions. Special catering rate discounts apply to groups of 10 or larger. ARCHITECTURE DESIGN AND CONSULTANCY Responsible in large part for architecture design and construction on Tai Ping district in Talon’s Port as well as both the first and second iterations of Yong Ping, Tianrui Trading Co. offers hourly rate architecture design and construction consultancy. HOME RENOVATION AND INTERIOR DESIGN Kitchen and home renovation and interior design services are offered in a wide variety of styles, with the added option of built-in security features. For your home can be safe and stylish. DRY GOODS The finest imported goods from Ai-Zho and along the roads of trade are offered to you through the Tianrui Trading Co. general stores, stalls, and remain available to be held in other locations on request. ARTISANAL PRODUCTS Fine crafted paintings, charms, jewellery, clothing, and alcohol are all offered by the skilled tradespeople of the Tianrui Trading Co. Styles will vary depending on individual vendors. SPECIAL IMPORTS Any of that which can not be found in Almaris, can most likely be specially procured by the skilled tradespeople of the Tianrui Trading Co. Speak to your local company representative today about any special import orders. SHOP LOCATIONS STERLING STREET 3, TALON’S PORT - THE TIANRUI TEAHOUSE Sitting beside beautiful gardens just across the road from the Talon’s Port Tavern and on the same street as the Clinic and Library, Sterling Street 3 houses the esteemed Tianrui Teahouse! Come inside to enjoy family-cooked meals, authentic Li-Ren and Oyashiman cuisine, the finest array of teas, and the warm hospitality of our hosts. MAELSTORM BURROW 1B, TALON’S PORT - HENG-SOE TEA AND HOME Nestled in the homely undercity burrows, one can always find a quaint but welcoming stay in the Heng-Soe Tea and Home in Maelstrom 1B. Featuring a warming hearth in the seating area with a Tianrui Teahouse kitchen close by, Heng-Soe Tea and Home offers all the hospitality of our flagship location with the secluded closeness that only the undercity can have. FREY STREET, ALISGRAD - TIANRUI TEAHOUSE, BATHS, AND MUSEUM Established in the heart of the Norlandic capitol, the Alisgrad Tianrui Teahouse is at the time of publication the largest Tianrui Trading Co. location in Almaris. Positioned directly behind the clinic from the main square with upper levels placing one right in front of the Alisgrad Palace, this teahouse is hard to miss. Featuring a full teahouse and stage on the first floor, sauna and baths on the second floor, and a packed third floor with library, museum, and Jade Rabbit Books bookstore! GALIANI SQUARE 2, FLORENTINE - TIANRUI TRADING CO. GENERAL STORE Just to the right as one enters the idyllic province of Florentine’s main square, the Tianrui Trading Co. General Store offers a variety of goods shipped in from Ai-Zho that the local citizens of Almaris would not otherwise have the opportunity to purchase. If nothing at the general store takes your fancy, the neighboring Illatian establishments are sure to sate any buyer with heavy pockets to empty. MARKET BAZAAR, QAMAR SHEIKDOM - TIANRUI TRADING CO. STALL Finding harbour in the bustling trade port of the Qamar Sheikdom, it is only natural that the Tianrui Trading Co. open a stall and trade avenues in the bustling bazaar. Found on the street passing in front of the tavern right as one would enter by the roads and overlooking the Qalasheen docks, it is a shopping experience to remember. SPONSORED PARTNER COMPANIES THE ALLEY ALEHOUSE - TALON’S PORT Located directly in front and to the left of the gates as one enters Talon’s Port main square, the Alley Alehouse tavern is a staple of any reasonable traveler in search of berth on the roads. Surrounded by the city’s signature cat population, the homely atmosphere of the tavern is sure to set even the most harried of nerves at ease. Contact information: Mr. Emandrial | Caxil HUMMINGBIRD FLOWERS AND TATTOOS - TALON’S PORT A familiar name to the inked locals of Talon’s Port, Hummingbird Flowers and Tattoos offers the best of both services included in its name. Ask any who have been patron to the tattoo services, and they will be sure to proudly show you the artist’s handiwork first-hand. As for any who have received a gift of flowers in the city whether it be between friends, lovers, or laid at graves, it is certain where they were bought at the shop located to one’s right on entering the main square. Contact information: Mr. Kin | AnimeWolf0080 THE QAMAR SHEIKDOM CARAVAN Claiming perhaps the widest variety of goods associated with any one organisation, the Qamar Sheikdom Caravan travels the lands once a year to peddle their wares to the people of Almaris. Comprised of a multitude of skilled merchants and tradespeople, one can find their wares in the Sheikdom’s signature bazaar when the caravan is not abroad. Contact information: Sheikh Shams Ibn Zayd Al-Nabeel | FruitPapaya TWO KEEPERS ONE MUG - ALISGRAD Situated to one’s right as they enter the Alisgrad main square, Two Keepers One Mug is the prominent inn and tavern in the Norlandic capitol. Featuring signature traditional meals and boasting the frequent company of prominent government officials, one is sure to get the full experience of Norland in this tavern. Contact information: Ms. Fiametta Allair | Fleur___ VYKK CO. - ALISGRAD Owning multiple shops in the Alisgrad main square, Vykk Co. offers a multitude of wares to fit near any adventurer’s needs. Ranging from the finest Norlandic steel to specialised alchemical brews, and even a casino in which to spend one’s hard-earned coin. Contact information: King Odin Freysson Ruric | Ichigomaster98 THE BROWN BEAR’S REST - BALIAN With a wide range of food and alcohol on steady rotation, there is always sure to be something new to experience in the Brown Bear’s Rest. Featuring indoor and outdoor seating that places one within a stone’s throw of the market square and the Basilica respectively, this combination inn and tavern is a must to visit on any trip to the city. Contact information: Baron Drako Darkwood | HIGHEST_FIRE VINO E SIGARI DE FALCONE - FLORENTINE Featuring only the finest in Illatian cigars and wines, Vino e Sigari de Falcone is a must-visit in the province of Florentine. Tucked just across the street from the bank, it is an opportune location as one is sure to find themselves returning for more after their first purchases. Contact information: Mr. Cosimo Falcone | Maidenful KORTREVICH KRAFTERS - KAROSGRAD On the main road entering Haense to one’s left as they walk from the main gates, Kortrevich Krafters is one of the many shop fronts that line the bustling business street and main square. What sets this fine establishment apart is their offers of Haeseni hand-crafted goods, farm produce, and alcohol all at premier prices. If the distinguishing traveller finds themselves unsure where to start in the Haeseni capitol, Kortrevich Krafters is the staple stop shop. Contact information: Lady Esmèe Kortrevich | worldeltaii YOUR COMPANY COULD BE HERE! To appear in the next issue of the Tianrui Trading Co. catalogue, contact Tianrui Ren by way of bird to arrange a meeting! We wish to list all of the finest that Almaris has to offer to the distinguished customer.
  18. [!] Rough but carefully etched lettering in swooping characters emblazons the cover of the book. روايات كاسيري الخياليه Kessiri’s Tall Tales مفكرة الكاتب Author’s Note A very special thanks to his dear friends Daliah and Nura al-Hattan, and Nour Al-Nabeel. It would not be without Daliah’s extra teaching and Nura’s many cookies that this book would be written. المقدمه Introduction Come, weary traveler and read of Kessiri’s tales! He has traveled many lands and seen many outlandish things, and he shares with you now some of his favorites to this very day! There are many more, and if you are lucky you shall know them all. If you are even luckier still, you shall join Kessiri as storyteller and tell your own audiences of your grand adventures! الصناديق و جوز الهند Crates and Coconuts Our story first takes place in the Qalasheen lands of the Qamar Sheikdom. A land where glittering sands meet shining sea! It was some seven years ago when this one decided to live in the Sheikdom, he had friends from his visits before and the food was delicious. So, he moves in with his friend Daliah and we have many adventures - he can recount them all another time, but the one in particular he remembers the most is a particular day on the docks when Daliah challenges him to a test of strength. Now, this one is the pre-eminent crate-lifter in all the lands, second only to one! That being his father of course. But! He has no issue with friendly sport, nor earning his title back should the need ever arise! So he accepts of course. They travel down to the docks and set eyes on their quarry. Fresh crates just off the boats! This one is well-versed in crate construction as well as lifting, and he knew they were weak, but he also thinks to himself that they made it this far - so they try regardless. This one lifts the first two crates, effortlessly as expected. Friend Daliah matches him, and even raises him three! Oho, a challenge he sees! He goes to pick up four, and the first taste of disaster is bitter and swift… And coconut flavored. Coconuts scatter everywhere across the docks as the sides of the crates fall away! This one saw it coming, and now it had come to gnaw on his tail. There would be more though. Oh, yes it does not stop yet. Friend Daliah sees this and foolishly believes herself immune to misfortune. Hubris strikes her like it strikes the seagull who has found an entire loaf of bread and decides to try to swallow it whole! Even more coconuts scatter across the deck as the crates she goes to lift fall apart, just as this one's did! Now, Kessiri is currently outmatched in this challenge even if only by technical fault. So from beneath a mountain of coconuts he rises. Lifting five - yes, five crates at once, he heaves them to the skies! And they balance perfectly, coconuts contained, and Kessiri's title maintained! With this business out of the way they share a hearty laugh and clean up their mess. The celebrations are shared of course over shawarma and tea. But this, dear readers, is a cautionary tale! Though it has a happy ending, do not forget to always check your crate fastenings. عرض و عشاء Dinner and a Show For our next tale, to Talon's Port we go! It was not so long ago, in fact - so fresh in this one's memory he can still smell it… He returns to Talon's Port after many years of wandering the deserts with his traveling companion, eager for a warm meal and familiar faces. He sees the Lady Lenora at the gates, but besides this, the city seems to be mostly sleeping. So! We wander the streets, peeking through doors in hope of company for the evening. It is then we happen upon the Tianrui Teahouse, a most fragrant place. It is decorated in vibrant reds and golds, and even better yet it smells of the most delicious foods! So we walk inside, of course minding the sign and wiping our feet before we enter, and seat ourselves at the counter. We were served the most delicious dumplings, which when this one checked the menu were pork - not an important story detail but he highly recommends you try them if you ever visit! Now, we are enjoying our meal and rest when a small, white feathered creature wanders in. It has large, completely black eyes and a long beak, but also arms and legs like chicken's feet! This one is of course intrigued, and asks many questions which sadly go unanswered by the small creature. It instead grips the arm of the wood elf man sitting next to this one, and grips quite hard at that as the elf then upends his quite freshly brewed tea over the creature! It releases the elf, and hides in the corner, speaking some dark language that curdles this one's tail and twists his whiskers most sour. At this, a black knight with a single horn and a tail appears in the door! He speaks the same language, but this time the small creature curdles instead of we onlookers. The daring black knight corners the creature, the woman behind the counter and the wood elf expressing it would be unwise to spill blood on the family shrine or the instrument, but the knight insists that the demon must be smited! A demon? This one thinks - dark moons, he has never seen a demon in his travels before! It is good the black knight was here indeed. It was as he thinks this that the brave knight runs the creature through with some words in a tongue he does not know, and the demon is no more! And the shrine and instrument unspotted by blood too, no less. So was the night that we had dinner, and an unexpected show at the Tianrui Teahouse! الخاتمة Afterword For now, faithful reader, this one must leave you to again travel the lands in search of new stories to tell, larger crates to lift, and delicious dishes to sample! He hopes you hold this book dear, and that your own stories may have happy endings. Warm sands, my friends. Until next time we meet!
  19. After years of slumber, we rise our heads from the rubble. The Mali'ker clan, R'ikarth opens its doors once again for aspiring monster hunters, warriors, and medics. We have won the battle against destiny and time. We are here with our heads up, and stronger than ever, United once again to build a legacy that will not be broken through time, conflict, and death. We encourage all mali'ker and other races that share the love of adventure to fight and join us in this Exciting journey. We shall train and test your abilities to see if you are worthy of carrying the r'ikarth name and its legacy. If we have convinced you spirits to join us, send us a bird, and we will gladly meet with you to anwser any questions you may have. We wait for your arrival. Delra R'ikarth, Daughter of Zirath R'ikarth. (OOC: Discord is Gage#8152 Repost for new information Ps- sorry for the formatting, not used to the forums here quite yet)
  20. [!] Elegantly scribed rice paper flyers are hung around Norland! Come one, come all! To the… Tianrui Teahouse Karaoke Night [!] A Li-Ren painting of a teahouse goat enthusiastically joins in on the night’s festivities! Join us friends, for the Alisgrad Tianrui Teahouse karaoke night! With a comprehensive list of hit Li-Ren, Oyashiman, and Hyeol-Yeon party tracks complete with an on-stage lyric book, experience a slice of Ai-Zho right in the heart of Norland! If you don’t know any Li-Wen, Oyashiman, or Hyeol-Yeon, fret not! Each song comes complete with Common translation, courtesy of the Tianrui Trading Co. translation and localization team. The first of our recurring karaoke nights shall take place this First Seed, SA 88! Event Planning, Tianrui Ren Eiji Takai Event Hosting, Tianrui Ren OOC: 4pm EST, Friday August 12th in the Alisgrad Tianrui Teahouse
  21. Kingdom of Lechia LECHIAN CULTURE SUBGROUP OF LECHITIC PEOPLES HISTORY THE ORIGINS Depiction of Lech and his two brothers, looking for a place for a new settlement The Lechian people derive from the group of Lechitian peoples. According to the so-called pre-Lechitian myth, the founders of the three main Lechitian cultures came to the continent of Vistulia in search of a place to settle. The eldest of the brothers, Ruth, went east and established a settlement on a great river. From his name the people took the name Ruthians. The youngest of the brothers Tschech settled in the land between the mountains, where the Tschech culture has its roots. The third of the brothers, and at the same time the second oldest, Lech, followed the huge white eagle to its nest and established his seat under the tree where the eagle had its nest. From this event, the Lechitic coat of arms and the name of the first capital, Gniezno (from the Lechitic word gniazdo = nest), were derived. Ever since that moment Lechian culture flourished and developed vigorously. Lech established the first state structures, customs and beliefs. The beliefs of the first Lechians were quite primitive and focused on the worship of many deities. However, this belief differed only a little from the general Lechitic Rodnovery. In addition some of the early Lechian chronicles mention a few more names of the first rulers, these were among others: Siemowit, Lestek and Snowid. EARLY YEARS OF CANONISM IN LECHIA Depiction of Prince Mieszko being baptised After centuries of slow development, the first monks of the Canonist Church arrived on the continent of Vistulia. According to old documents they were led by Vojtech, of Tschech origin, as Tschechs have accepted Canonism before the Lechians. Thanks to his diplomatic skills, Vojtech convinced Mieszko to accept baptism, marry a canonist Tschech princess, and at the same time incorporate Lechians into the canonist community. As a new ruler within the canonist church, Mieszko united the Lechian tribes and conquered far more land than any of his ancestors. The country stretched from the sea in the north to the mountains in the south. Vojtech, who stayed at Mieszko's court for some time has crowned him as a prince, as Mieszko found himself unworthy of being a King. This gave rise to the first dynasty of Lechia - Piast. As new cultural norms grew, churches were built, a network of stone roads developed and the first church structures were established in the capital. Unfortunately, the times of peace passed after the missionary Vojtech's expedition to the northern tribes, who bestially murdered him and quartered his corpse. Mieszko still remembered Vojtech's merits and set off to the north to fight for justice. The soldiers of Mieszko had no mercy on the pagans and slaughtered the population of the local settlements in the same bestial manner while imposing the Canonist faith on the survivors. Despite the long process of converting the Lechians to the true faith, which sometimes met with armed resistance from the native believers, Mieszko's reign is remembered as decades of peace. TIMES OF BOLESLAW AND HIS SONS Depiction of Boleslaw and his sons, arriving at Krakovia The times of Boleslaw the First echoed among the Lechitian tribes. Immediately after his coronation, he began a period of conquests, and greatly expanded the dependent territory of Lechia. As the first of the Kings, since his father did not accept the title of the King of Lechia, he ordered to make a sword intended for coronation of further Kings, and a Crown decorated with many precious gems. The sword called "Szczerbiec" ("Chipper") played a significant role in the reign of Boleslaw and later his sons, as it became a symbol of Lechian nationalism and a sign of victory over foreign powers. Legends say that it took its name from the moment when Boleslaw chipped it against the gate of the capital city of a neighbouring state, to mark Lechitic annexation of the border areas. Unfortunately, he did not enjoy his reign long after this event. King Boleslaw died three years later of an unspecified illness. For Lechia there came a time of sorrow, as Boleslaw had many sons and each of them claimed his father's crown. Having divided the country into parts, a fratricidal struggle for the crown of Lechia began. The eldest of the brothers, Mieszko III occupied the capital and held it for many years. The brothers from the western, northern and eastern parts meanwhile held talks about a new order after the end of the civil war. The quarrelling brothers chose as ruler someone who had never known a taste of power - Kazimierz, the youngest of the brothers, who ruled over no province. Mieszko III, faced with the overwhelming power of the united brothers, renounced the crown and the Bishop of Krakovia crowned Kazimierz as the new King of Lechia. The times in which Kazimierz reigned were the best in the history of his family. He rebuilt the destructions of the civil war, developed the monetary system and established the first university in Lechia. He died at the age of 70, leaving no male descendant. JOAGILAN RULE AND LECHIAN DECLINE Depiction of Wladyslaw proclaiming the Union After Kazimierz's death, the only person of his blood was his daughter Hedwig. She married a powerful leader of a neighbouring country, and united the two countries in a personal union. Despite the power of the great state, pagan tribes still lived in the north and invaded the lands of Lechia. To remedy this, Wladyslaw, for that was the name Hedwig's husband, called upon the help of the strong Waldenian Order. He was unable to foresee the cunning and guile with which the Knights operated, and allowed them to occupy the land of the pagans so that they could continue to help the Lechians spread Canonism. Soon after, the knights turned on Wladyslaw and formed an alliance to help them conquer the lands dependent on the Joagilan dynasty. At that time, there was great social unrest in Lechia, with tendencies calling for the introduction of sanoism, priorism but also absolute power in the government. There were many clashes between Lechitic priorists and sanoists, who had two different concepts of the state. The Sejm (the equivalent of the Duma in Haense or the parliament in Oren) rejected all attempts to reform the state, thus stagnation deepened and Lechia was exposed to blows from the outside. The powerful alliance formed by the Waldenians, and the neighbouring powers as well as, the constant skirmishes with them caused the disintegration of the state. Lechia has not appeared on world maps since then, yet the people still remember their roots and will never abandon them. CULTURE OF LECHIA WAR CULTURE Depiction of Lechian warriors going on a hunt Lechians are known for their fighting stubbornness. This is due to their culture, which grew up on warrior values because of the many threatening neighbours around their state when it still existed. Young Lechians were trained from the age of 16 to become infantrymen, archers or horsemen. Women could also train if they wished to, but they usually stayed at home and took care of the hearth and home. Among Lechitic soldiers the highest value is honour, which should never be tarnished. There are many chronicles about the heroic deeds of the Lechians in their fight against the invaders, especially about the skill of their cavalrymen, who, with much smaller numbers of troops, were able to destroy the Waldenian armies with very few losses. Lechitic troops were usually lightly armed with spears, short swords and shields, or short bows. There were also heavy regiments called "Druzhina", and their main role was to defend their Lord, his family and his property. The Druzhina could act as horsemen, but also as infantry, and were symbolised by the family insignia on their armour plus better weaponry paid for by their lord. Depiction of Druzhina PEASANT NATION Depiction of Lechian landscape Lechia was mainly located in the lowlands, which favoured the development of agriculture and peasant culture. The first Lechitic Kings issued various privileges for the peasants in return for their hard work for the homeland. The Lechitic peasants mastered the so-called three-field system on the basis of which all farms, private and state, operated. In the fields, peasants worked from dawn to dusk, in every season except winter. They worked hard at harvest time, and 1/3 of the harvested crop was to be given to the local overlord - a baron, count or duke. Local peasants were also very fond of animal products, so they bred a variety of pigs, cows and sheep from which they could obtain the materials they needed. A highly prized product among the middle class was bee honey. Only trained peasants were allowed to own and run an apiary and extract honey from it for personal and commercial use. Another highly popular occupation among the villagers was brewing. Many peasants were employed in private breweries where they produced high quality alcohol in the form of beer, vodka or wine. One of such brewery brands is Harnaś Brewing Company, owned by House Jazloviecki. Depiction of a Lechian town Cities founded by various Lechitic noble families were usually located on hills, slopes or cliffs, where danger could come from one side. The wealthier towns were surrounded by a wall, usually made of stone or bricks, and there usually was a drawbridge leading to the gate with at least one tower. In every town there was a church or chapel where local people could worship God and pray for a successful harvest. The houses of Lechitic families were made of stone, wood and thatch as a roof, as these were commonly available raw materials. Wealthier families from the middle and high nobility could afford to build houses from more expensive materials such as white stone or expensive varieties of wood, unattainable for ordinary peasants. It was not very often that you could see noble houses within the walls of cities, as high ranking families usually had their own estates that operated independently. The same applied to the castles of local rulers. They were usually solitary standing on advanced rock formations where it was difficult for enemies to get to during an attack. Depiction of a Lechian castle A typical Lechitic castle was surrounded by a thick wall made of stone bricks and was dominated by the roofs of towers and the main building where the throne room and the feast hall were located. In the castle there was usually a small chapel, and in front of the bridge leading to the castle there was a small settlement for the castle workers - guards, priests and officials. A life in a noble keep differed from village life, as there the king's representatives came and there the future of the region was debated. RELIGIOUS SOCIETY Depiction of a Lechian monastery Lechians are a people proud of their religious affiliation. Processions and solemn masses for the homeland and the king were very common during the time of their state. The king, according to official state propaganda, had authority from God, and additionally filled important places in the government with church officials. The most important seat of the church in Lechia was Krakovia where the Archbishop resided. There was also the cathedral of the Virgin, where the kings of Lechia were crowned. The Church in Lechia strictly outlined the rules of morality and punished the disobedient. Despite this, the church was highly respected by peasants, the middle class and the nobility. Many Lechians turned away from the church when they secretly formed alliances and agreements with the Waldenians regarding their position after they occupy these lands. Today, despite the diaspora in which Lechians live, the church still plays a significant role in their lives. TRADITIONS Depition of Krakovia before an upcoming fair Dożynki Originating from the provincial part of Lechia - Dożynki (in common the Harvest Festival) played a great role in the life of small towns and villages. Dożynki were a special time of the harvest where people gathered in squares or clearings and set up poles with colourful streamers, tables with white tablecloths and surrounded everything with bales of hay. In the middle, a bonfire was lit over which meat bought by the peasants to celebrate the success of this year's harvest was roasted. On the tables, however, there were colourful vegetables and fruit, and everything in the theme of the harvest. Drowning of Marzanna Drowning of Marzanna was an important part of the Lechian folklore. When winter ended and spring began, children from towns and villages made puppets stuffed with hay and decorated them to resemble women. Drowning the puppet in the river, or sometimes burning it, symbolised the passing of winter and the arrival of spring. The death of Marzanna was to symbolise the passing of the month associated with death and the arrival of new life in spring. Night of Kupała Lechian customs and rituals related to the Kupała Night were supposed to ensure health and fertility. Fires were lit, in which herbs were burned. Various kinds of fortune-telling and dancing took place during the joyful games. Girls would throw garlands with lighted candles into the rivers. If the garland was fished out by a bachelor, it meant a quick marriage. If it floated, the girl would not marry soon. If it burned, drowned or became entangled in rushes, it boded ill for old age. It is thought that these are probably the remains of old pagan spring rituals, that Lechians have incorporated into their culture after converting to Canonism. LECHIAN LEGACY Depiction of City of Krakovia, seat of House Jazloviecki in the Margraviate of Lvinsk Although centuries have passed since the fall of Lechia, the spirit of the Lechians has never died. The first verse of their favourite patriotic song says "Jeszcze Lechia nie zginęła, kiedy my żyjemy" - "Lechia is not yet lost, as long as we live". The most widely known family that still maintains the Lechitic legacy and culture to this day is House Jazloviecki. It first became famous for the military genius of the founding fathers of the family - Aleksander Batory and Mikhail Svarogovich, who fought alongside Wilheim and Tylos Barclay, as well as Bogdan Canoslav in the War of the Two Emperors. After many years of separation, the two brotherly families of Batory and Svarogovich were united under the sign of the White Eagle without the Royal insignia, as it is the national symbol of the Lechians. To this day, memories of nearly 200 years ago are still vivid among family members. After decades of effort, the Lechians have finally won a place to live where they can propagate their culture and traditions in harmony. The Margraviate of Lvinsk, is a refuge for Lechians, where everyone is welcome, native or foreign. Under the rule of Borys Jazloviecki, the first Margrave of Lvinsk, and August Jazloviecki, the first Baron of Triglav - the Margraviate constantly develops. After the fall of Savoy, Jazlovieckis decided to take their fate in their hands and openly asked King of Oren, Frederick I about the possible relocation. Thanks to his wife being a Savoyard, and the prestige their family earned through the years, King Frederick didn't even think but allowed them to settle in the western part of Oren, where their keep is surrounded by mountains and meadows. Now under the rule of Margrave Jazloviecki, the Lechitic culture is safe and ready to flourish once more under a new banner. Lvinsk and Grodno Coats of Arms THE GREAT GROD MYTH Depiction of The Great Grod, defender of the highlands and patron of Grodno Since ancient times, Lechians have worshipped the old gods. One of these gods was THE GREAT GROD. A mighty stony beast, resembling a mountain - several metres high, covered in moss and runes. According to the myths, it has the power to erect and demolish rock structures. Belief in this idol returned with the creation of Grodno, a land subordinate to the Jazlovieckis and named in his honour. While in Grodno, one can often hear phrases such as: What on Grod?; Good Grod!; What is Grodning up? - and many more. Even the people of the land refer to themselves as Grodnoids. Some of them argue that the Great Grod is not a legend..... SARMATIAN CULTURE Depiction of traditional Lechian noble outfits Sarmatism is a culture developed by the Lechians during the Joagilan rule. It presupposed a golden liberty for the nobility, which allowed them to meddle in the interests of the kingdom without the right of intervention by the King. The nobility would gather for Legislative Sejm, which allowed for new laws, reforms or even the writing of a constitution. However, the Golden Liberty assumed a right of veto on the part of anyone in whose veins noble blood flowed. The representatives of the high nobility bought off the lower-born and less wealthy nobles to vote no and use the veto, which broke up the sejm and prevented state reforms. Very characteristic was the nobleman's dress worn during Sejms, called Kontusz, and sabres or maces at its belt. Golden Liberty also had other drawbacks. The nobility, enjoying a high degree of autonomy, built their manors in forested retreats around which stretched hectares of land subject to them. The manorial system developed by the Lechian nobility was based on the principle of serfdom, that is, the forced and enslaved labour of peasants. Farmers were not allowed to leave their lord or his land under any circumstances, and were only exempt from work on church and national holidays. Multigenerational families poured their sweat and blood on the land of the Lords, getting nothing in return. The end of Sarmatism and Golden Liberty is marked by the fall of Lechia and a peasant uprising, which in its fury slaughtered and hanged the Lords mercilessly. SONGS AND MUSIC The songs of the Lechians are very distinctive. Their music is usually grave, but there are also more cheerful songs, to which you can dance despite the message. This state of affairs stemmed from years spent in the diaspora - scattered to the ends of the world, with no place to live. Without a piece of land, a homeland to call their own and with fading sense of independence, the Lechians carried the light of Lechia in the form of poems, books and, first and foremost - songs. What did the Lechians write songs about? There were many themes - love for a girl, love for the homeland, grief for the homeland or a call to arms in an attempt to reclaim lands seized by invaders. The music is usually played on the piano or violin, as these were instruments considered highly esteemed in the circles of Lechia's upper nobility. Words to some of the Lechian songs can be found below: Lechian Anthem: Boże coś Lechię - God Thou Hast Lechia Śpiew Włościan Krakowskich - Song of Krakovian Peasants Duma Rycerska - Pride of Chivalry Anthem of Lechian Volunteers The Camp Prayer (one of the few songs you can sing along in common) Kasieńka - Catherine LANGUAGE All letters of Lechian alphabet The Lechitic alphabet consists of 36 characters and resembles the Ruskan and Raevir languages in places. Although these groups did not have much in common, they managed to develop similar words and phrases. Good examples are the words "Good - Dobry" and even the negation "No - Nie". In many books you can find basic words and phrases in this language. Example of a Lechitic dictionary OOC: Culture is still a WIP
  22. [!] Elegantly scribed rice paper flyers are hung around Norland! Tianrui Teahouse: Alisgrad Grand Opening After much work by the hands of the Tianrui family, we are happy to announce the grand opening of the Tianrui Teahouse on Frey Street! Come enjoy your favorite Li-Ren and Oyashiman cuisine once more, paired with the finest teas grown and imported from Almaris and beyond! Accompanying our signature refreshments will be the elegant sword dances of Chen Yunya, and beautiful zither music played by renowned bard Wu Meixing. When you have finished sampling refreshments come visit the relaxing baths, curated from years of traditional Li-Ren herbal remedies. Above the baths sits the Tianrui bookstore, housing a cultural museum of the Li-Ren and Oyashiman peoples! The festivities shall take place on The Sun’s Smile, Year 89 of the Second Age from opening until closing. Be sure to not miss such an auspicious event! Event Planning, Tianrui Ren Event Hosting, Tianrui Ren OOC: 4PM EST, Sunday August 7th in the Alisgrad Tianrui Teahouse We will be watching “Spirited Away” in the Norland VC in tandem with the event!
  23. Felyx F. Colborn, a Voice for Reform! Simple contemporary oil painting of Felyx F Colborn Introduction Felyx, born in the Second age 64, did not come into the world in a noble household. He worked for everything he has gotten so far, and will continue to serve his Kongzem to the best of his ability. The combined efforts of House Colborn now mean that Felyx is granted a unique position to let his voice be heard. As a child, he worked to start the St. Carolus University which still exists today, has participated in medic lectures, climbed to the rank of Armsman and Officer Cadet by now in the BSK Haeseni Army, and is an avid Adventurer and Poet to the Royal Family. Felyx made many friends during his time, be it commonfolk and nobility alike, and has expanded his horizons by carefully listening to minorities such as Orcs and Elves in Hanseti-Ruska. This has given Felyx the confidence he needs to run for Alderman on this day. Aspirations and Pledges I, Felyx Francys Colborn, do so pledge to honour our community of evolving peoples in-tune with their conservative roots by working with the Duma to issue reforms that benefit the Kongzem in the long-term. I will be your elected dreamer of a brighter future for Haense and, with the know-how and tools I have amassed so far, vow to work hard to listen carefully to anyone who would give me feedback or advice, and implement reforms that I deem necessary for the prosperity of Haense to Krusae Zwy Kongzem! More specifically, I, Felyx will pledge to work on Seven primary points: Promote Crown-endorsed reforms to stimulate political interest of the People of Hanseti-Ruska. Introduce non-politically aligned Commonfolk Societies for greater multi-social representation in our Motherland. Stand for greater Diplomatic cooperation, including a Worker’s Exchange Programme between allied nations to foster more open-minded generations who are willing to accept the diversity of Hanseti-Ruska and Almaris as a whole. Promote theological debates led by the Church across various beliefs, using a novel, proposed technique, coined: “Deep Listening”. Work to integrate the aforementioned “Deep Listening” into the Duma, which will hopefully bridge divides between opposite opinions to reach compromises. Introduce a Koeng or Koenas Royal Jubilee, in coordination with the BSK, every 5 years to celebrate the efforts of the Crown. Introduce a “World Pilgrimage” with the consent of the Church, in order to become aware of different and opposing cultures and beliefs, to reinforce Godan’s virtues and learn to live harmoniously with others despite opposing views. These are just a chunk of ideas I have deemed worthy to put to paper. Being a soldier of the BSK, I find it important that we can avoid War as much as possible. However, peacetime is never a reason to stop training and drilling diligently. I will take my discipline and dedication from the Army when pursuing my goals within the Duma. With great Passion Felyx Francys Colborn stands by his values, and hopes to work alongside Duma members with his Aspirations, by the pleasure of the Electorates of Hanseti-Ruska!
  24. Royal Poetry Volume 1 - Karenina Foreword One day, when Felyx Colborn was attending a Royal Birthday, he happened to chance on the longest-reigning Queen of Haense; Emma Karenina Barbanov-Bihar. Inspired by the singular name: "Karenina", a poem enters the mind of the Colborn, itching to be written down. So, with the goodwill of the Prior-Queen, he sets to work... 'Karenina' Graced beauty kills the beholden. She is more deadly the longer she lasts. She is the Northern wind that tugs your clothes like an insistent lover. Her soul, a vast landscape with rays of sun illuminating the fractals of a thousand crystals. Ageing and Ageless her temporal eyes stare unflinchingly into the past. Her beauty is a curse that sinks wayward souls deep into an icy abyss. Her beauty is a blessing that keeps those who manage to endure afloat to marvel at her bliss. Yet those who stare deep into her soul have the bone hand of Death tugging them onwards. She has many children, to which she grants her good looks fatally as her icy kiss. Beneath the surface of her kin lie the currents of eternal layers. A heart locked within flesh and bone, its key locked deep within the crevice of the soul. Where the realm of intellect begins, names command her power. She knows; kin to the icy lady who resides in the halls of the onion towers. Her being, her spirit, her soul an onion of layers - invaluable to the support of the perennial Kings. Of which she is bound, a curse, a "God bless" to the golden marriage rings. A rosy smile behind a crimson scarf, as red as blood flashes by. Her own kin is the Land on which the wheels of her carriage roll smoothly, and her people whose spirits fill the entire sky. Her name, on the tip of your tongue as if from a childhood dream long gone by. "Emma Karenina" Afterword There is only one copy of this poem in circulation (IRPLY) and it is the original, signed by Felyx Colborn himself. What has been writ cannot be undone, and more royal poems are sure to come... Signed,
  25. [!] Within the Agora of the Karinah’siol, as busy Mali’aheral scurry about, upon a pedestal of marble, bathing in the light of the Sun, sits the Okarir’san basking in the glorious rays of light. In his left hands sits an exquisite rose, occasionally drawn to his nose to savour the pungent perfume. Clearing his throat, he draws the attention of all. “Mali’thill, Our Silver Republic has weathered storms most severe, and each time emerged stronger and wisened by the experience and progress brought about through Her loyal citizens. It is those citizens, you, the people, that safeguard our Blessed Republic. Our democracy is but an intangible abstraction that cannot move itself without you, the people. With that in mind, the time has come for a most serious announcement. The provisional government entrusted with the safeguarding of the people of Larihei, first during the troubled attempted coup of the Kinslayer, is nearing the end of its purpose. As such, it is announced that there are TWO council positions currently vacant that shall be subjected through the democratic process that guides our State forward. First, empty lies the office of the Okarir’maehr, the guarantee of the collective knowledge gathered by generations of Descendants since the conception of the Silver State itself. Among the duties of the Okarir’maehr as secured by our Constitution are reminded: to serve as chief Librarian of the Eternal Library, as chief professor of the Eternal College, and oversees the magical and intellectual development of Haelun’or. Lastly, but no less important, is the empty seat of the Okarir’hiylun, that which maintains the collective health of the children of Larihei, without which maehr’sae hiylun’ehya would not be complete. Our Constitution entrusts to the Okarir’hiylun the following: administration of the Silver Clinic and the Silver Laboratories, and oversees the development of the medical and scientific arts in the neverending pursuit of progress. DEMOCRACY calls unto you, dear citizens of the Republic, to fulfil your civic duty, and to nominate yourselves or your acquaintances, to toil for the progress of our Nation, should you consider yourselves, or have knowledge of others, who are capable and fit to serve any of the aforementioned sacred positions in our, YOUR, government. Nominations are to be performed as per protocol. Transcripts will be delivered to the current Council, and to a Maheral, should one be elected in the meantime, to be entered as an electable candidate. For a nomination to be valid, you must present a short speech, demonstrating how you fulfil the prerequisites to serve, preferably accompanied by a brief outline of your desired administration of the office in question. maehr’sae hiylun’ehya!”
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