Spoiler: ♫ Ambience ♫ With the onset of female only clubs, Duke Rodderick Howlester has saw it fit to establish The Regalian Brotherhood, a club exclusively surrounding male interests for men, by men. The Brotherhood itself is open to any and all men of all class and humanum race, and actively promote activities such as ale drinking, sigg smoking, debate, arm wrestling, Gallovian body wrestling, tattoo art exhibitions, card games, armed fighting, ship sailing, fishing and military discussion. While this club is centred around men and male culture, women are permitted to join subject to wearing traditional maid attire, not for the purpose of serving the men themselves, but rather as a testament against the current political agenda of women in Regalia and their exclusivity against men and male orientated culture. The Brotherhood is quite similar to Gallovian Dearths, which emphasizes fraternity and brotherhood amongst men and their contributions to the Empire. Chairman The leader of the organisation. Charged with event management, bureaucracy and order. ⚔ Duke Rodderick Howlester The Muscle The second in command. Limited to five members who have almost equal power to the chairman, but not overarching his authority. ⚔ Hengest Harhold ⚔ Vulmar Ravenstad ⚔ Wulfram Kehlen ⚔ TBD ⚔ TBD The Regalian Brothers The regular male members of the Brotherhood who's sole duty is to enjoy themselves and fraternise. ⚔ Alistair Howlester ⚔ Garth Viduggla ⚔ Theodore Artiemus ⚔ Wulfgar the Wall ⚔ Albus du Pont ⚔ Edmond du Pont ⚔ Claude du Pont ⚔ Sloan Perrot ⚔ Erwald Ravenstad ⚔ Giovanni dei Termini ⚔ Roland K. Everhardt ⚔ Leufred ⚔ Karsten Haagenvig ⚔ Edmure Howlester ⚔ Asgeir Nordhagen ⚔ Ayas Telfere ⚔ Fredo Gianperio dei Termini ⚔ Nikkidroth Bristlemaille ⚔ Edmond Vis-Vegcht ⚔ Otto Drache-Jaegar The Ladies Fair The female members of the brotherhood. Not equal to the above members, as how would a woman understand male culture? Still respected but considered learning the ways of the manly man. ⚔ Kaya Sorenvik ⚔ Ylva Howlester ⚔ Vivienne Harhold ⚔ Augusta of Galloy ⚔ Ullr Jormungandr The first meeting will take place on the 25th of March at Howlester Castle with topics of discussion relating but limited to weapon and tattoo exhibition and talk of the war. To apply, simply pen a letter to Duke Rodderick Howlester here on this thread and detail your name, gender, age and why you are a manly man deserving of recognition in the Crown City!
Rodderick, Last fraternity we went wolf-pelt hunting. I'm more of a man than you are. Let me in. Vulmar.
Lord Howlester, In light of the recent movements of more liberal women, I find your brotherhood to be a breath of much needed fresh air in the wake of feminists like d'Ortonnaise, Moselberg and the other women of (commonly) Ithanian backgrounds. I think my having worn a bear's skinned face as a mask at the masquerade this past evening is proof enough that I am a so-called "manly man." Regardless, this is most assuredly something my kin and I will support, consider me interested. Signed, Ser Wulfram Ernst Kehlen Knight of the Viridian Lord of Redde & Lausitte General of the Dragon's Claw
To Rodderick Howlester, Evening, my friend. I reckon I'd join this, what seems to be a frat. Seems it's been a while since I've been in one, last being the Ravenstad-led fraternity. I'm sure I fit all criteria to joining this social order.Warm wishes, Nobleman of Gästrelänvatnan, Valbrand Haagenvig
To Rodderick Howlester, Women, right? It may strike you as odd, but I do not fancy formal balls and pageants, or sewing until I grow old like some Ithanian woman. Let it be shown that women of the north can stomach anything some soft-handed men could, and more. I'd be happy to prove it. With high regards, ~Kaya Sorenvik Female, 24
Rodderick Howlester, Consider me interested. So- Why not be simple. I’m of Velheim culture. I’m a General. I’m an Imperial Bellator. I’m a Captain of the Vigilant Shield. And, most importantly, I’m a man. I think I fit this. Signed, Garth Viduggla, General of the Owl’s Talon.
Lady Sorenvik, Happy to hear! We'll have an outfit ready for you until you have proven your might amongst the sweaty, brawny and rambunctious men of the Regalian Crown Isle. Accepted. With many flexes, Rodderick Howlester Val my man, I've no doubt you've more than proven your macho mannerisms. Accepted. With many flexes, Rodderick Howlester Vulmar, You cheeky shit. You've insulted my honor as a man. You're in, Accepted. With many flexes, Rodderick Howlester Lord Kehlen, If you can take down a bear, you can take down a broad. Welcome to the Brotherhood, bro. Accepted. With many flexes, Rodderick Howlester
Garth, Roses are red, rhyming's for a dame, you've been accepted, don't make this boring. With many flexes, Rodderick Howlester
Dear Rodderick Howlester: I am Hank! I am a manly woman and also a beautiful lady at the same time. I have joined the Regalian Women’s Union and also I would like to join your brotherhood. Especially if there is free snacks. Yours with hope, Hank
Hanky, One cannot be a man and a woman at the same time. Its one or the other, so ditch the corset for some fist bracers and then we'll talk. With many flexes, Rodderick Howlester.
Rodderick, boy: The time's come. Send me your silly maid uniform and I'll wear it better than any blushing broad on the streets. That's a real woman, right? One who knows her place? - Ylva. P.S. I want to get a tattoo.
Rodderick Howlester, Man, you know I'm down to drink-sigg-arm wrestle pure masculinity, my esteemed dude. Theodore Artiemus.
Lord Howlester, I'm an Url, and I fight bears in the countryside with my BEAR (bare) hands. If that's not manly enough, then I don't know what is. - Wulfgar
For Rodderick Howlester, A manly man is my best friend, as far as I've experienced. Being Valbrand Haagenvig's cousin, I assume you'll be able to find an opening. I hunt, play the Anglian Shuffle and stray far from women. I'd rather this take my time. Please, Karsten Haagenvig.
(Presiding the letter was a slew of Leutz-Vixe scribbles. A translation was scrawled underneath, in far more feminine handwriting.) To the esteemed Duke Rodderick Howlester, I'd assume I'd need to make this simple. I'm a Hightower Cadet, an Imperial Bellator, ex-Regalian Sentinel and despite what the other Hightowers (and Valbrand) may say, a man. For your consideration, Leufred (Reginar)P.S., I can't write in Common. My roommate wrote the transcription.
Lord Howlester, Even as I near thirty, I can knock back a shot of whiskey quicker than you can blink. Do let this proud Leutzman be your brother. Regards, Roland K. Everhardt
Duke Howlester, I suppose the manliest thing I can do is fire a crossbow, but I suppose it is the words that make the man. Twenty-eight years gives me quite a bit of words then, looking forward to further discussion. In good faith, Lord Giovanni dei Termini
To the esteemed Rodderick Howlester, Finally, an organisation worthy of my attention. I classify myself as a man of the sea, which comes with the full package of sailing, swimming, drinking, sparring and gambling. I've also publically beheaded a death mage, but that was like a one time deal, y'know? Erwald Ravenstad (35) Admiral of the Crown Armada
Lord Howlester, We're both men. I can probably take on the better half of your brotherhood in the ring. We'd like to join. May the masculine eye of the Imperial Spirit watch over you, Claude and Edmond du Pont
Lord Howlester, I am a man. You are a man. I can cut down any heretic with my halberd. But that is not where my manliness truly resides. I am so manly, mere clay folds before the might of my fingers and shapes to my will in a perfect masculine dance of fear and mastery. May you be warmed by the light reflected off the Imperial Spirit's chiseled abdomen, Albus du Pont
To Rodderick Your Father and I share a fond memory of me being mauled by a bear, along with many a nights ended at the bottom of a Beer mug, shall we continue those memories? Kind regards, Your favorite Uncle
Wow, thats a lot of applications. Let me get on to replying to them. Dear Sister, You're a cheeky numpty. I'd decline you but you live in the castle, so I guess I better accept you. With many flexes, Rodderick Howlester Wulfgar, I'm not even going to argue with a half bull man. Get your arse over to Howlester Castle and dress manly. Accepted. With many flexes, Rodderick Howlester Haagenvig, If you're anything like Val, you're going to be a pain to put up with. I like that. Accepted. With many flexes, Rodderick Howlester From Rodderick Howlester, Mister Everhardt, Be warned, I'm going to test that allegation. I've been known to drink claith under the rug, so get plenty of practice in. Accepted. With many flexes, Rodderick Howlester Lord dei Termini, Good point, I like that logic. Accepted. With many flexes, Rodderick Howlester Lord Ravenstad, I understand that you're a relative of my wife. How could I in my right mind decline you with that fact lingering coupled with your macho deeds. Accepted.[/I] With many flexes, Rodderick Howlester Lords du Pont, I know well enough of your deeds. Accepted, thoroughly. With many flexes, Rodderick Howlester Mister Perrot, That statement in itself is more than enough to convince me. Accepted. With many flexes, Rodderick Howlester Lord du Pont, Enough said. Should bring that halberd to our first meeting, heretic bloodstains and all. Accepted. With many flexes, Rodderick Howlester Uncle Warren, Purely on the merit that you're still living. Accepted. With many flexes, Rodderick Howlester
Cousin. Nothing would please me more than to join you here. Let us show these dandy folk the meaning of dearth lyfe Edmure Howlester.
To Lord Howlester, As a grizzled skagger I find this interesting, therefore let this man enjoy these greatest gifts a man can use. Asgeir Nordhagen
To Lord Howling, Your name is now that of a testament to a mighty beast! But shall you earn the vanity by slaying in front of our eyes a Dastardly Powerful Wolf? We shall see; allow me to join and I'll drink soon to your victory, but don't worry, I'll have already warded several off. Ready to take you all on, Ayas Telfere
A finely printed letter sat an the doorfront of the Howlester estate, stamped with the dei Termini sigil Dear Duke Howlester, I, Fredo dei Termini, am a man who enjoys drinking, and conversation more than the typical man, but in terms machoness, I bet fifty regals I can wrestle my cousin Giovanni to the ground with one hand tied behind my back. Like my cousin, Giovanni dei Termini, I would like to apply to this 'fraternity' of sorts. Consider this my application. Spirit guide you. With Highest Regards, Fredo Gianperio dei Termini
Duke Rodderick Howlester, The Regalian Library defines a Humorrin Dwarf as: "In an extremely basic sense, Dwarves can be described as very small humanoids . . ." Guess again, bitches. Half the height but twice the man, Quartermaster of the Hightowers Nikkidroth Bristlemaille Dragon's Bane Soul Hammer Orker Porker
"Lord Howlester, I have served in the regalian military for the majority of my forty-five years of life. I've fought my fair share of battles, and vanquished many foes, I can swing a blade, and command an army better than many men. All the activities listed are things I want to partake in, I want in. -Edmond Vis-Vegcht,"
Duke Howlester, My father joined, I need to try and show him up once I get my way out of your servant wear. Thanks! Siselle Haagenvig, Daughter of Lord Valbrand Haagenvig
Noting the letter that was on his daughter's desk as he check on her room while she was most likely on some walk in the noble park, he'd let out a gruff cough. An attachment to the letter is pinned over the actual letter itself: To Rodderick, My daughter is to be either denied from joining the order, or to be excluded from looking like a fool. I will not be seeing her in any maid uniform, or any outfit reminiscence of a simple servant.- Valbrand
Duke Rodderick Howlester, I have fought in war and helped crushed the Drixagh Rebellion, in addition to serving in the Bluesteels. Giving hard knocks and taking them too as a man does, So let me in, the more the merrier. - Otto Bergmann-Jäger