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In Regards To Baron Daalsein

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A statement, neatly written in flowing, elegant common would be found neatly pressed to the notice boards beside the rest of the messages from previous. Bearing the seal of House Daalsein, the lightning-emblazoned trident stood out in vibrant blue.

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To any who make demands of the Baron Daalesin for his participation within the duel for the hand of Lady du Poncaire, I advise you to reconsider your platform. It comes to no surprise to me that such an elaborate show of emotion and fealty would stir the otherwise delicate economy of whispered gossip that reeks of falsehoods and fabricated rumors, but imagine how I had to blink in perplexity at seeing demands be made for an apology to be provided by a man who was simply doing as he was instructed. If there's one thing I can pluck from the air that the peerage is by and large a fan of, it's adhering to traditions. I can think of no nobler tradition that the Baron Daalsein, and by extension, myself, can hold more dear than a duel of honor to be issued and acted upon for an issue at hand. Furthermore, said duel is all the more encouraged when the Baron's honor was not only at stake between himself and the Lady, but with the Count Florian, who challenged the Baron to prove himself worthy of even requesting Courtship.

Thusly, to even think of demanding an apology from a Knight upholding a tradition, and defending his honor in a manner deemed both pure, and necessary by involved parties, is simply laughable, and one I will not be enforcing within my house. Though, on the topic of laughable scenarios that are as preposterous as they are pathetic, might I draw attention away from old gossip and curiosities that have been dug up regarding unconfirmed relationships past, and instead focus it upon the duel itself. A duel for a Lady's hand, requested by the Count Florian, meant as a show of faith between two men for their interest within the Lady, and the man who is currently engaged in the act of pursuing courtship doesn't even bother to engage in it himself. To select a champion, or to delegate a fighter in a manner between two slighted Generals is perhaps a reasonable, and even encouraged measure, but one would argue that when the fight has more emotional attachment, such as with the topic of courtship, that one would take a personal investment within the proceedings instead of letting someone else take the hits for them.

Indeed, I am inclined to reminisce about the time my kin took a week to educate the Lord Aldane about Knightly customs and knowledge in response to a slight against my family once, and it pains me to see that the values we all worked hard to instill within him have simply been tossed aside. Not only an insult to the perceived apology through self-betterment, but an absolute slap in the face to his own house, his own honor, and my family who took the time out of their days to waste their efforts on trying to educate the Lord. Personally, I see this farce as a slight to my family twice over, and thus it comes to no surprise to me that he would squirm out of any personal accountability, and instead ask someone else to fight his battles for him. To the Lord, I ask; have you no honor? Have you no sense of pride for yourself? You encourage others to fight for what they believe in, in your most recent 'Missive of Inspiration', yet you seem to do everything you can to back up your words with nothing more than rapid backpedaling, and ensuring someone else takes your hits for you.

With this, I'd like to summarize my thoughts into a few, concise lines that I hope shed some light on the whole debacle, and clear the air about what is 'embarrassing' and what isn't.

On the matter of the Duel; The Challenge was brought about by a challenge of the Baron's honor by Count Florian, and he responded as any Knight should. There is nothing to apologize for, and to think such is blatant ignorance.

On the matter of Lord Aldane; A man who managed to show that he had no personal investment in the courtship by removing himself from the duel, and spat in the face of my family far too many times has once again revealed his true colors. If he takes offense to my words, I'm happy to settle the matter in the sands of the All-Faith. Personally. Without champions.

On the matter of old scandals that are just now being re-ignited; Should this be opened up for the purpose of simply trying to sway the common eyes, this is just downright shameful. I encourage involved parties to settle this matter in a matter that isn't he-said, she-said in public.

On the matter of Apologies, to re-iterate; No.

Tread always in the Light of the Everwatcher,

Count Aldarein Ashalanaire Daalsein Bel-Sol Solleria-Tol Solmarse
Count of Solmarse
Ward-Knight of the Aelrrigan Order

 
Amidst the day of rest and recovery. Azrael did his best to keep his eyes away from the papers, the drama, the chaos that lurked from the single duel that occurred. The Silven. Though with curiosity, Azrael would read forth from a notice-board during his stroll around the night of the city. His eyes widening as he recognized the emblem of his family, and with each word, did his eyelids retract. Azrael's stress, turned to but a near sigh of relief. With but a few words leaving himself.

"This is why I'll always love my brother. One of select few who can see past the bullshit of hearsay."

Leaving the noticeboard, The Aelriggan left out a few words to trail in his step. Ice clacking against the stone with his stride through the streets of The Holy City.

"You truly are a hateful and violent man."
 
"Has no one informed the count, that the Countirh insisted they take the Lord's place. If I were a normal ailor, against a centuries old, silven, with intensive magical training I'd probably have accepted a second who insisted so passionately . Unless they'd all have desired to see the Sera tear apart a opponent without his capabilities and who wasn't even armored," she sighs considering her cultures own traditions of these matters, "This whole affair of honor, it was not even to death why has it enflamed them all. Questions of honor, the Baron won rightfully and the Lord Guentyr accepted his lose why can't they allow the man to grieve his lose in peace..."

"I agree with the rest though, the Count proves always intelligent and knightly even if in that portion of assigning blame. I find fault," the Isldar pets her cat relaxing back by the fireplace. @Daniel2stay (to let Aldane know)

She said this in full hear shot of the streets outside, the gossip of a commoner's opinion filtering around by gossips.
 
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A statement in response to the on going drama is posted beneath the other notes.


Gods knows how much I didn't want to pronounce myself to this unfolding of events so publicly, however, it seems like you have a very colorful interpretation of what honor and nobility merits, Count Daalsein. In fact, your interpretation is so oblivious that one might wonder if you even were taught of Noble Etiquette at all. Your commentary about Lord Gwentyr being an "Honorless Worm" was uncalled for and totally absurd. Along with this odd trade of egos on paper.
It seems like everyone nowadays is a Noble but forgets what such is entitled to, a worrying fact to a Nobility that has been slowly decaying and showing itself with a lack of adherence to conduces and wit. I speak of Noblesse Oblige, an Ithanian expression used to remind us that a member of Nobility must always act in an appropriate manner equal to that of their standing. Such was not seen either yesterday at the arena, nor today with these ludicrous displays of futile ego-driven battles with quills.
I will not comment any further on this discussion, I will not give reason to either parties. I ask only for all of you to reflect on these words and settle this matter in private. Nobility doesn't exist to entertain people, we are not jesters, Count. Resolve this matter behind closed doors, as it should've been from the start. This was certainly an interesting way to introduce your family to the rest of our most esteemed Peerage.

To the Lady du Poncaire, I leave a copy of my relative's "A Lady's Guide to Social Graces".
Dura Lex,
Yngvarr Viduggla,
Count av Rypefjord,

State Justicar.
 


A statement in response to the on going drama is posted beneath the other notes.


Gods knows how much I didn't want to pronounce myself to this unfolding of events so publicly, however, it seems like you have a very colorful interpretation of what honor and nobility merits, Count Daalsein. In fact, your interpretation is so oblivious that one might wonder if you even were taught of Noble Etiquette at all. Your commentary about Lord Gwentyr being an "Honorless Worm" was uncalled for and totally absurd. Along with this odd trade of egos on paper.

It seems like everyone nowadays is a Noble but forgets what such is entitled to, a worrying fact to a Nobility that has been slowly decaying and showing itself with a lack of adherence to conduces and wit. I speak of Noblesse Oblige, an Ithanian expression used to remind us that a member of Nobility must always act in an appropriate manner equal to that of their standing. Such was not seen either yesterday at the arena, nor today with these ludicrous displays of futile ego-driven battles with quills.

I will not comment any further on this discussion, I will not give reason to either parties. I ask only for all of you to reflect on these words and settle this matter in private. Nobility doesn't exist to entertain people, we are not jesters, Count. Resolve this matter behind closed doors, as it should've been from the start. This was certainly an interesting way to introduce your family to the rest of our most esteemed Peerage.

To the Lady du Poncaire, I leave a copy of my relative's "A Lady's Guide to Social Graces".

Dura Lex,
Yngvarr Viduggla,
Count av Rypefjord,
State Justicar.

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A notice is posted directly aside Yngvarr's response, with an excerpt clearly dedicated to the original posting.

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Dearest Count Yngvarr Viduggla,

I suppose should you be spouting this and that about court etiquette, you will be attending the lessons you, too, so desperately need. May I kindly remind you of the insults you brought upon myself, calling me a vermin and a rat and a coward, and even so much as insinuating that I, a "vermin", belong with the Crookback people. I ask again, but this time publicly where the eyes of all can scour and re-read to themselves and others:

Does A Lady's Guide to Social Graces include the classy way of calling a peer a vermin, a rat, and a coward, while insulting those less fortunate than we?

I believe it is high-time for the people to know what you think of them, especially as a man who upholds the law and dictates the fate of those who so desperately want to leave their misfortunate lives in search of new ones via Inquests you will inevitably oversee. Hypocrisy is a beautiful thing and a definition you should become acquainted with if you choose to exercise it so diligently.

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Count Aldarein Ashalanaire Daalsein Bel-Sol Solleria-Tol Solmarse,

The day that the duel occurred, I wagered that your cousin would be successful, especially due to Lord Guentyr's incredible cowardice as he hung his head in shame and blatantly refused to duel for his "love's" hand. As such, I won a sum of five-thousand regals from the wonderful Count I addressed above. When he finally sends the payment to my estate as promised, I believe it only fair to offer your house half as not only as a welcoming gift to the capital, but as a congratulations to your family on your first victory.

To many more.
I hope to formally meet you soon,
Laerilas Maslodeen Valloaan Bel-Ant Solleria-Tol Morrlondasseiavasso​
 
A simple piece of parchment is attached at the very bottom, written plainly without flair or pomp.

Honour and tradition cited in the very same replies that engage in he-said-she-said and name-calling. There's a rather simple way to settle all of this without wasting parchment and slinging ink.
Set a tournament or a duel to settle these feuds and let this nonsense come to an end so that everyone involved might recover and move on with their lives.​
Lady Petra von Schwarzkrau​
 
"Wish they wouldn't sign this nonsense with 'Ward Knight of the Aelriggan Order'. There's only one Aelriggan who's allowed to make us look bad in the romance department, and it is certainly not this lot." commented a certain Aelriggan Knight, as he read over the parchment. He set the announcement down beside his other romance novels.
 
"You know, I like romantic duels over a woman's hand as much as the next avid reader, but perhaps there is a reason why these things are bound in novels and not reality. Or, well, the Ithanians have figured out how not to make themselves look like fools when doing so."

Vesper speaks, tossing her copy of the notice aside. She drums her fingers against her knee, the others lifting a glass towards towards the air that she inspected in the mid afternoon light.

"At the very least, they could stop taking up so much space on the notice boards. The Regalian postal service is going to go bankrupt with how many people's letters are being posted for the commonfolk to ignore, rather than being sent to their intended."
 
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Astrid rubs the side of her head while scouring the many papers on the matter. Vesper's commentary implores her own, which comes out simple yet genuine.

"If they really wanted to duel over her, they could do it without all this name-calling. Besides, why is the … brother of the victor defending his honor? Surely he can defend it himself."

@Epsilyon
 
"Wish they wouldn't sign this nonsense with 'Ward Knight of the Aelriggan Order'. There's only one Aelriggan who's allowed to make us look bad in the romance department, and it is certainly not this lot." commented a certain Aelriggan Knight, as he read over the parchment. He set the announcement down beside his other romance novels.
"what."
 
Calibur would be reading the notice from the cafeteria inside Greygate, a glass of orange as well as a donut sat next to notice.

"Hmm.. My opinion is biased as duelling was very much apart of my adolescence, so I don't really see the issue with inciting a duel over love, but I guess not everyone grew up like I did."

He'd get further down into the notice, he'd settle down his half eaten donut and let out a long sigh.

"Lord Aldane causing more issues for other nobles again? Last time he did this he was forced into service for us, to which he then abused our power, he must really lay low and stop causing these issues."

To that he'd finish his break and return the notice from where had gotten it and back to work the State Metropolitan went.