[PK] Sobre el Pas de la Reina

[HIGH_FIRE 4257]

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gN9A19pu8Wk

Sobre el Pas de la Reina 

 

 

20th of Peter’s Glory of  112 B.A

The Crown regrets to announce to the populace that Her Royal Majesty Sybille the First has passed away. When His Holiness the Pontiff denounced Azdromoth and his ilk, Her Royal Majesty could not stand idle as the vile Azdrazi, who took the Kingdom's Prince-Consort, ravaged our world. Queen Sybille took up the banner of Canon Justice and marched with volunteers to fight, not for Xan and his misguided followers, but for GOD. It was during this conflict that Her Majesty was slain, fighting against the draconic legions that sought to enslave our world.


Her Royal Majesty leaves behind a legacy that the citizens of Balian shall never forget. Over a twenty-three-year reign, Queen Sybille oversaw the end of the Veletzian war, and the work of rebuilding humanity and Balian’s internal matters. Becoming one of the founding members of the Covenant of Man, alongside our allies in Aaun, Petra, and Haense. The population of our Kingdom recovered from the horrors of war and expanded to allow all citizens to elect representatives in the Senate, returning to a tradition that began under our Founder King John I. It is this legacy which Queen Sybille leaves us, and one we shall carry on with pride.

May she rest in Peace.

Among her personal belongs her Royal Majesty leaves behind letters to those of importance to her,

 

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Dear Xander,

You are now King. This sentence may scare you or make you uneasy, a similar, differently gendered, sentence scared me to no end. However, you have been preparing for this all your life, taught everything I and those worthy of teaching you could possibly know. You will be a fine King, and my last lesson to you is not to take on more than you can handle, such will only cause you further problems. To you I leave all the artefacts of the Crown.

Love Imma.

 

Dear Ariadne,

Admittedly I had no expectation for you to hold a title outside of your Royal titles, I assumed you’d remain Princess Royal and serve the nation as such. However, when the time came, you stepped forth and took the Baronía of Tuvia title, in an act that would have made your pater extremely proud. I know you shall make the Tuvia title a strong and proud one again, and for such I leave you the Spear and Shield that your pater gave me when I became of age.

Love Imma.

 

Dear Elianos,

I am rather lost on how much you ended up resembling your pater as much as you do, it sometimes scares me even. You have proven yourself a strong and caring man just like he is, and I’m beyond proud of who you have become. Whatever becomes of you, whether consort of Hyspia or anything else life drives you to, remember your family will always aid you, provided you stay true to them. To you I leave the Ancient Mori-Quessir banner I found in my adventures as a youth.

Love Imma.

 

Dear Ophelia,

As my youngest, you’ve proven yourself to be perhaps the most boisterous of my children, with an attitude and temperament truly becoming of your name. Stand tall, proud of the person you are and never forget where you come from, you come from a long line of powerful women, and you shall not be the last. To you I leave Reuben the Penguin and my many other pets.

Love Imma.

 

Dear Enrico,

Enrico, we lost you to your school until you were eighteen, hardly ever saw you until you came back, and yet still you’re really the only sibling I had much of a relationship to. For quite some time it felt like you were the only family I had, and for that I can never thank you enough.

Love Syb.

 

Dear Tryphania,

I've seen you grow for years as a young lady and I need you to know that you are a wonderful and caring young lady. No matter what you are led to believe, no matter what people say to you, continue to be the person you are at heart. Rhyme, sing and dance to your heart’s content, it is who you are, it is who you should let yourself be.

From Aunty Sybille.

 

Dear Gwen,

You have been my best friend for as long as I remember. Despite us growing far too busy with our work and family as we’ve grown older, you have always been very important to me and I’ve appreciated having you to confide in.

Love Sybille.

 

Dear Opal,

We used to argue a lot but over the last decades we rekindled our friendship, and such brought me more happiness than you could ever know. I know you have your struggles but I shall always be there to aid you, dead or alive.

Love Sybille.

 

Dear Belisarios,

Father, though perhaps we didn’t know each other as well as we should have, you have taught me a lot and guided me in a true and faithful manner to be the person that I should be for my nation, family and canonism, for that I am truly thankful.

From Sybille.

 

Dear Ioanna,

Finding you was an odd thing, as for so long I have felt as though I was an imposter to yourself, as though I was simply holding something truly meant for you. Sometimes I still feel this way but I am so utterly happy to see how you have done in Haense, please never stop being the amazing person you’ve always been.

From Sybille.

 

 

 

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Tis time I say goodbye to LOTC for the foreseeable. I’ve had some good times but frankly the server as a whole is a time vacuum and not great for one’s mental health so ciao.

A lot of thank yous ought to be given out so lemme do as many as i can remember

@ErikAzog - for giving me the character and when time came trusting me be NL of Balian

@SapphirePool- for playing my consort despite the hardships and confusion around being a male consort

@Harald - for playing my heir and working with me on some extremely hard matters

@Mady @Shmeepicus @Imperium @__Stal27 - for all being my Amiratuses (or for stal vice), you all did a great job and were an amazing aid to me throughout the various hard situations we’ve had

@Lirinya @comatoseprincess @_yink_ - for playing all my other children, it’s been very nice to have kids who are active and willing to be involved with things involving the family, weirdly my first time

@garentoft - for being more or less the only active sibling at any point innit.

@Generic @_yink_ @LobsterLilly - for being great friends to Sybille and giving really good rp there 

There’s probably more but i have terrible memories, and those I forgot, just know i don’t do it out of being but just bad memory. Happy roleplaying nerds (stay away from stupid ooc debates)

 

[oryP 1029]

Deep in the jungles of Aevos, Brother Demetrius silently prayed for the loss of his Queen. Only to continue his treck onward as he awaited the conclusion of his sentence, paper and quill in hand. 

[Wavey 1538]

Father Ivan would pray that night at the Church within Portoregne. He would pray that Her Majesty would find peace and serenity within the Seven Skies as she leaves behind an impactful legacy for Balian and her people. "A Queen who had touched the hearts of many. May she rest now in comfort." 

[Cryptic 66]

With deep sadness, Ser Alteon of Garenbrig with the Fiefdom's medic accompanying him would seem to be disappointed at the lost of life before them, as their request of assistance was denied, "Come, Holly. Let us give them space."

[ElvenHuntress 256]

Hilda looked over the missive having fought along side the queen for her final battle and watched as she took her final breaths. She quietly made her way to Tuvia, her own armour still soaked in blood. She had to tell her princess all that had happened and escort her to see her mother, it was truly the least she could do.

[TreeSmoothie 5163]

John stilled as he heard the news, tears welling in his eyes as he brushed ash from his skin. So much joy in the world - a victory to some, a loss to others. But this was, somehow, worse news than the Aengul of Order being rended into thin, golden ribbons. He'd always thought of her as a sister and her son, now the king, as his nephew. His son, little John, a great-nephew. There had been no letter waiting for him from the Novellen, only steetside gossip to inform him of her death. An ounce of bitterness to his weeping. The man went to bed sooner that night, clutching onto the figure beside him. 

@Lapidary

[alien_mc 553]

2 hours ago, Cryptic said:

With deep sadness, Ser Alteon of Garenbrig with the Fiefdom's medic accompanying him would seem to be disappointed at the lost of life before them, as their request of assistance was denied, "Come, Holly. Let us give them space."

Holly showed respect for the deceased Queen, despite her offered aid being denied by the monarch, and then left the throne room alongside Alteon.

[Imperium 3363]

Kristoff var Ruthern sat in his office in silence. For the first time during his tenure as Amiratus he didn’t know what to do, “May her Majesty find peace, which we seek to achieve in this world.” 

[ErikAzog 3347]

As Belisarios was told of the news, he fell to the ground within the church of Portoregne, such loss was never easy.

[__Stal27 386]

The Royal-Legate, much too stunned from the events that transpired before him had looked down to his shaking hands, the death of his father was surpressed far below yet the death of someone who had mentored him ever since his arrival into the southern lands had all but exposed the very emotions he bottled deep down. There was much he wished to learn from the now late Queen, much he wished to question, much he wished to witness with her as a figure yet it had all but dissipated in the blink of an eye and he was left standing, reeling from the loss he felt from a mentor who he knew for so little time, yet had taught him so very much. He legate who often had much to say could find no words for a moment like this, instead it was a time like there where he mourned for the loss of a true monarch and the loss of a mentor, much as the whole cannonist kingdom did the young, August find himself in mourning, lightning a candle each night for the loss of a true Queen and whispering the words, "Gott save the Queen.. Ave Balian.."

 

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Can't even begin to say how much you've done for me and the chances you have given to I, truly a great rper but first and foremost a great person, thank you so much for the things you've done to Balian! Hope to see you around as a character!

 

[ECS1999 1044]

From his house in Brabant, Sir Ephrem Kervallen received notice from the death of Sybille. The Templar exhaled some smoke from his pipe and talked to noone in particular "And once again she failed, never once was she successful in anything. The first of her line to be unable to win their particular war" A single chuckle escaped the Kervallen's mouth as he took another puff of the tobacco "At least she'll be with Ezren now, may she rest in peace even if we were nen in the better terms"

Disclaimer: All this is RP nothing should be taken OOCly, also it's ramblings to himself don't meta.

[Turbo_Dog 1593]

Dhen Ma’al sat on his usual Balian bench. The creature thinking the news over. What did this play in the grand scheme of time? The being endless in age pondered endlessly through the day in the same spot “What is the point of this story? Grand battle just as the bar master foretold last month, I am sure it was grand at least. But to what is it that will come of this now?”

[MunaZaldrizoti 5979]

Ioanna stood within the fields surrounding New Valdev, helping various workers and generous nobles harvest those lingering crops so that they might finally redesign the Crownlands to her satisfaction. It helped her to forget about the recent loss of her husband, to suppress the great emptiness that filled her heart whenever she thought of his ginger tresses or warm laugh.

 

That evening, upon returning to the city, she found a letter waiting for her. News of more loss, but one she met with a mixture of sadness and frustration. The sister she had known as a child, but the woman she had hardly met. Who wore the crown once destined for Ioanna's own head. The queen who sipped upon her wine with indifference upon meeting with the Haeseni king, whilst Ser Leonid had been forced to venture out alone to rescue a young boy from a necromancer lord.

 

All the same, she lit a candle and spoke a prayer. Johanna Casimira has never been one to hold grudges, with plenty of room in her heart for forgiveness. Ioanna Kortrevich would do the same--however long it took.

[UniBearse 753]

Luthien having heard of the news from the top of the jungle mountains, she felt a deep sadness for this, unable to fully process it as the Queen she once served had fallen to the hands of the same that killed her own mentor. She goes on and visits her mother within her office in silence, asking nothing but her presence. @JTMedea

[JTMedea 685]

This queen sits within her office room, her eyes that once were a vibrant purple now holding a shade of gray, depleting of joy day by day from the troubles within her own Queendom. Her owl flew through her open window with a letter in its beak. Upon opening the missive, once again tears would down her cheeks. “Oh Sybille…I’m sorry dear friend for not visiting you for so long..I hope that you were not lonely..please rest well, we will meet again someday and maybe…I can make you that citrus drink you liked so much again..” As she puts the letter down, her beloved daughter would come through the doors, she would be silent. Medea would simply go over to give her a hug, letting the silence and each other's presence be comfort. “We will reunite with her again one day, Blossom..” @UniBearse