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1545 In the silver halls of Luminion, still silence retained within the halls as there often was, the sound of the nearby gardens alongside the tranquility of the silver citadel had left a pleasant aroma to the rather pleasant and peaceful day, the Theri'cill Fynenar once stood as the epitome...

"We shall retort in style and in tandem.. much has been brought to our attention and it shall be addressed." Fynenar II spoke once he was made aware of the decree from their neighbours, with a bow to the shrine to the mother, his mind was made and soon, they would address the ongoing matters.

Bartosz sat at the head of the table, discussing the details of Norburen’s upcoming decrees with his advisors, notably with Etienne who sat by his side. Laughter and the clinking of glasses filled the room, a brief respite from the weight of their responsibilities. As the messenger entered, a...

An official Writ of Banishment, issued on this Day by the hand and seal of the STEWARD OF NORBÜREN LET IT BE KNOWN, Let it be known to all inhabitants of Norbüren and the surrounding Hertzland that, by the authority vested in me as Steward of Norbüren, I now order the BANISHMENT of a person...

"A Night to Remember.." Bartosz, the Tzyrnowski Kronfurst repeated as he was dealt the missive from the oh so familiar Maester, his eyes scanned upon the parchment as he hummed in silence thought, thinking to himself as a smirk soon appeared upon his features as his eyes droned away from his...

Magic was a symphony of power that woven through the air like strands of light, and the island was alive with it. Mages from many traditions and backgrounds stood side by side, directing their energies towards a single objective. Energy flared in the air as offensive and protective spells...

In the depths of the Norburen keep, within a simple yet dignified chamber befitting his station, the Kronfurst Tzyrnowski immersed himself in the quiet rhythm of his duties. Bathed in the warm glow of flickering candlelight, the room exuded an air of tranquility, while the crackling fireplace...

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"In our next bout, let us wield the proper blades," Bartosz remarked with a lighthearted tone, punctuating the end of their sparring session by driving his wooden sword into the muddy ground of the keep's training grounds. He paused to catch his breath, a soft chuckle escaping him, before...

“What an interesting turn of events..” A certain Therri’cill spoke as the parchment had found itself upon his desk, looking down with his grey eyes, his gloved fingers ran upon specific words as he looked with an icy gaze, yet even his stoic and unimpressed expression was betrayed with the...

A KRONFURST'S TAPESTRY NORBUREN 1542 The midnight hour draped the young Kronfurt's room in a soft obsidian hue, casting elongated shadows on the walls. From his window, he gazed out onto the sleeping village of Norburen, where scattered lanterns painted the cobblestone streets with a...

“They have chosen to ignore obvious unpopularity in this course of action of theirs in favour of chasing ambitious glory. It seems that our northern neighbour have taken a side themselves.” The Tzyrnowski addressed, chewing upon a lemon sherbet, his eyes shifting across the parchment, he...

A PROCLAMATION TO THE SILVER ASSEMBLY | CITIZEN'S COUNCIL NÓLEMU LOSSENTARIN SILMARILLION | HALMISTARILLION A brief proclamation into the fullfillment of the Luminion citizen's council Penned by the Therri'cill Fynenar II Zaithrall FOREWORD, Vale to the 'Cill who seek to this read this very...

PURITY AND PROGRESS WITHIN LUMINION PURITAS AR AMANWA I LUMELION A brief explanation into the thoughts of purity for the current and recently arriving 'Cill's Penned by the Therri'cill Fynenar II Zaithrall FOREWORD Vale to the 'Cill who has read this. Greetings from Luminion, the Dragon...

Bartosz looks over the missive as his steely gaze retained, he let out a quiet hum as the missive was delievered post haste, allowing for a thin smile to betray his otherwise stoic expression, he nodded both, wearily and approvingly, crossing his arms as he looked out to his window, he would...

"A Kronfürst rises.. and a Herzogin falls.." The Hertzland Kronfürst, Bartosz spoke as he read through the parchment that had been delievered to him within the warm walls of Norburen, with his green eyes traversing the announcement, he settled the parchment upon his desk, looking outwards with a...

"What the fu-?" The young Bartosz blurted out as he was made aware of the contents of the parchment at his earliest waking, having barely had a moment to even process the new day, he spat out the sip of water he took from his window as a servant informed him of the parchment's contents, shaking...

TRIUMPH OVER THE CORRUPTED INDISEA AYAN QUENTARONTO As the group ventured deeper into the hold, they were met with eerie echoes and unsettling whispers, manifestations of the insidious corruption that had taken root. Yet, undeterred, they pressed forward, guided by the collective...

"What manner of Vari things is a Royal Consort?" Fynenar the II inquired as he pursed his lips, narrowing his eyes against the invite that had been set for the Zaithrall pair, he murmured quitely under his breath as he passed the invite to Cirlia. "You say that he was raised here? So then it...

Name: Bartosz Tzyrnowski IGN: __Stal27 Representing: (Nation/Guild/etc.): House Tzyrnowski