Helmsdale
| Helmsdale | |
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| Capital Largest City Duchies Government Type Regions Nobles Population Food Production |
Ser´quea Ser´quea 1 Theocracy 4 10 |
| Council | |
| Jarl | Thorbjorn |
| Brakus Stewart Jayden Lacoste | |
| Regions | |
| Ser´quea Hegado Jauchu Barnlure |
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Realm created after the secession of the Duchy of Ser´quea, leaded by the Duke Thorbjorn and followed by some notable nobles, Brakus, Jayde, Lacoste, Stewart... among them.
The Realm is created due to the cange of mind of Thorbjorn, explained with some RP´s:
Roleplay from Thorbjorn Blackmore (23 days, 18 hours ago) Message sent to everyone in your realm (33 recipients) Thorbjorn enters his rooms, he is nervous and really annoyed. The King disapproves my recent actions, my recent actions! The King that promised that every action will be discussed in public, a King that was unable to answer the questions I raised days ago, and now he punish me a few minutes after the Army is created, without previous warning, without colsunting it with anybody. This is unnaceptable, Carmine left the Realm unpunished, and I am being punished ... why? WHY!!!!!! Thorbjiorn´s anger increases by the minute
Roleplay from Thorbjorn Blackmore (23 days, 17 hours ago) Message sent to: Caibre Eldrake, Milan Prestongreen, Ottar Perkeleet Thorbjorn enters his rooms, he is nervous and really annoyed.
The King disapproves my recent actions, my recent actions! The King that promised that every action will be discussed in public, a King that was unable to answer the questions I raised days ago, and now he punish me a few minutes after the Army is created, without previous warning, without colsunting it with anybody. This is unnaceptable, Carmine left the Realm unpunished, and I am being punished ... why? WHY!!!!!!
Thorbjiorn´s anger increases by the minute
Roleplay from Thorbjorn Blackmore (23 days, 17 hours ago)
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After a few minutes of nervous laughts, after some minutes of silence, after more minutes crying like a child. After destroying half of his room with the sowrd, the sword was broken.
Only the swords forged in Stoneville are able to crush the stone walls of this castle...
He looked at the Hammer, the War Hammer that belong to his family since ... since the start of the times... HTjorborn can´t remember much about that Hammer, only that is was made n Stoneville, or at least, that was his uncle Regulus told him.
He took the Hammer...heavy... too heavy for him... perhaps his uncle was able to handle it on the battlefields...
This Hammer is not for me!... it is not mine!
He raised it, and started to hit the walls, all the walls of the room. A pair of servants opened the door, due to the loud noise produced by the Hammer hitting the walls of stone. They were worried by the health of their Lord... but they closed the door, worried by their own health.
It was true! My uncle told me the true! There is something special in Stoneville! I want a sword forged there, I NEED IT!!!!
He continued hitting the wall... stone hitting stone... the loser, the arms of Thorbjorn.
But something strange, something wrong happened in one of the walls... the sound was hollow... and Thorbjorn realized it. He started to hit only that wall, and the wall started to .... collapse! to fall to pieces!
A hidden room was behind that wall, a little room, with a table in the middle, and a seat. a lot of papers on the floor, on the table, and a lot of dust on everithing. He entered the room, and looked at the table. Papers, perhaps some book, and a piece of cloth, of black cloth covering something.
As soon as he came near the table, he realized that thre was something round and big under the cloth. He took it with his left hand, trying to hold the Hammer with the right one...nervous, perhaps afraid ...
The...re there is something here, something strange here... I am afraid... I don´t want to uncover it... IT has ... something strange, I feel it, I can feel IT, but it is not alive...I am dying to see...
An hour or two later, he left the dark room, he entered his room, and, after blocking the access to the secret room with a big mirror, he called, he shouted the name of a scribe. The scribe came soon, perhaps four minutes after the calling, and Thorbjorn, calmed, really calmed, with a really worrying calm, said
- Please write this:
Congratulations, Lord Morlock.
Roleplay from Thorbjorn Blackmore (23 days, 7 hours ago) Message sent to everyone in your realm (33 recipients) A rumor went around in Ser´quea, a rumor about a hidden place in the castle of Thorbjiorn, a place full of powerful weapons, or magical books, or ... who knows ...
But everybody is sure about a thing. Thorbjiorn is a different man today. There is something different in the Duke, in his face, in his eyes...
Everybody heard the row, something hapened inside Thorbjiorn´s room last night, but nobody dares to ask him about the matter, or to enter his rooms.
Only a phrase came out form his mouth this morning:
- Send this Hammer to the son of Regulus, Einherja, it belongs to him.
Roleplay from Thorbjorn Blackmore (20 days, 22 hours ago)
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Thorbjorn opened the door. He was surprised by the presence of Lord Morlock.
- "Your Grace", Morlock said as he bowed to kiss the Duke's ring, "I have some matters to discuss, if you would grant me your time". Glancing the mirror, he quickly forced his view somewhere else, while he superstitiously spat in the floor. It was then he noticed Thorbjorn's look seemed... strange.
- "I have time for you, Grand Marshal Morlock. Welcome to Ser´quea. THis is an unexpected visit, I must admit, but not innoportuned." Rhorbjiorn looked at Morlock, he lloked directly to his eyes, and he felt satisfied when he noticed that he was unable to look away of the mirror.
- "Could we... talk somewhere else? I am quite thirsty, perhaps between some glasses of mead we would feel more comfortable", Morlock suggested, eager to leave the place. While they were back in the corridor Morlock continued: "Your Grace, I wanted to talk about two matters. One is my natural allegiance to your duchy, and the other was about your newly founded army, you see..."
A soft smile was draw on the face of Thorbjorn. "It is woorking" he said silently. Morlock was unable to heard him.
- "Lets talk in the dinning room, Grand Marshal Morlock, I have a pair of questions for you too... I congratulated your appointment of Grand Marshal on friday... Have you decided if you will hold both positions? That is the first hard decission to make... do you remember?. I must show you a new building. But please, please, tell me , what do you want to know?".
They entered the dinning room...
Letter from Thorbjorn Blackmore (20 days, 3 hours ago) Message sent to everyone in your realm (33 recipients) Nobles of Caergoth, please read this letter carefully.
It seems taht I am fighting for a Caergoth that is not the Caergoth of every of you. The same is happening to our King. Caergoth is divided, not only after this elections, is divided since... I can´t remember when.
It is time to divide it on the maps. I have been talking about this with some trusted nobles and with some Rulers, and I have the support of more people than I could imagine months ago. I know that some of the current nobles of the Duchy do not share my views of the situation, and I will let they leave before leaving Caergoth. This is your second decission, Lord Morlock. A new Realm will be created, a Realm based in the Oath and the Measure, a Realm where everybody will fight till dead against the true enemies of this Island. A Theocracy rulled by the Ideology of the Way of the Hammer, but where any religion will be allowed, except for the ones declared evil by the Way of the Hammer. a Realm where the attitudes unfit for a noble will be punished directly, and those actios not against any law won´t be punished ( the other way around is happening in Caergoth )
Every noble is invited to join the new Realm, even the High Sage. The creation of the new Realm , and the reaction of the King, made me take this decission quickly. He is hidding lot of information, I kno that he is aware of this plan, but he never shared it with the whole Realm. He is giving me bad points for this reason, but I don´t understand the reason that is making him to hide behind silence and ridiculous arguments.
I only request respect and peace for the new Realm. I hope that the current King do not attack the new Realm, and that we work together, but in different Realm, even in fighting in the same side on the battlefields. It´s unnecessary to say that we will defend the new Realm with our lifes, if necessary, and that I have the support of some Realms, that could be dangerous for Caergoth if you decide to attack the city. In other words, I will act in agreement with the reaction of the King of Caergoth.
Finally, every noble, every knight, every noble, every Lord, everyone is invited to join, and I request respect for them, even if they publicly decide to support my cause. Also, please leave the realm reporting it to your Lord, I donñt want to harm any region of Caergoth.
It is a hard decission, a really hard one, but I think that is the only think that will work. Every of you know that the curent situation of this Realm is unnaceptable and unbearable.
We don´t need more unuseful discussion, we don´t need more trials, we don´t need more rebellions. There is no way back, feel free to insult me in private, but please do not do more harm to Caergoth.
Signed, Sir Thorbjorn Blackmore Duke of Ser'quea Roleplay from Thorbjorn Blackmore (16 days, 21 hours ago) Message sent to everyone in "The Way of the Hammer" (39 recipients) Regulus entered his rooms alone. He left the candelabra on the floor of the corridor and the moonlight was the only light illuminating the room.
The room was empty, and that was making him feel alone, more alone that he already was. Weeks ago, when he entered the rooms anddecided to leave Caergoth, he was in a similar situation, but opposed. He was eager of battles, he was dying to do something, he let out all his pent up o bottled up anger, and he found the hidden room due to that.
Now everything is different, perhaps th cold stone, instead of the hot sun rising outside, perhaps the light of the moon, perhaps the presence of the Mirror...
"Take a look into the crystal, Take a look at what the Future may bring ..."
He looked around surprised... " - Who is there!, Come out and taste my sword! "
But nobody was there. Most of the servants left the Castle and the city days ago, only a few loyal ones were with him, but they were far away from his Rooms. The fear of the Mirror was bigger than their loyalty.
"Take a look into the crystal, Take a look at what the Future may bring ..."
The voice, again... and another time... then, voices. Not only a man was speaking, they seem to be dozens, perhaps hundreds, and the voices came from ... nowhere. Thorbjor realizad that they came form nowhere and form everywhere...
"Take a look into the crystal, Take a look at what the Future may bring ..."
He looked at the Mirror. The Mirror he put in in front of the entrance of the Dark Room, hidding it.
"All around you is darkness ...As your shattered soul screams ..."
He entered the Dark Room, after breaking the Mirror. He took the Ball on the Table, the Crystall ball, the Black Crystal Ball. As he stand before the crystal, he sees his life pass before him.
He opened his mouth, and asked with low voice, really low and even quivering:
"- Is there no hope at the end of the road? Will there be strength for the dreams that I've lived for, or will I just let go?"
The fire within is smoldering, inside the crystal ball, the waters of life are raging, the fire within the waters of life... Once there was passion, now, desire to win.
Something started to be more clear inside the ball, it was black, it was...
"-The Black Tower!"
The voices, again ...
"The door, the black, the Black Door, The Black Door is open now...come with us, come with us and you will see..."
Thorbjorn left the Dark Room, he left the castle fast, like if the wind were blowing his way, he entered the Black Tower...
OOC: Thank you very much, Kindel-Brandon for the item ;) I will use it now. Also, I like Kamelot, I mixed some lyrics with the RP.
Roleplay from Thorbjorn Blackmore (16 days, 19 hours ago)
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Thorbjorn was seen leaving the Black Tower, hours later, without his swrod but whith a large book in his hands. A black book, decorated with some golden draws on its spine and big red capital letters on the front cover.
The title:
Evil Compendium of Necromancy
Roleplay from Thorbjorn Blackmore (16 days, 10 hours ago) Message sent to everyone in the region Ser'quea (7 recipients) Thorbjorn was looking to the Black Crystal Ball again. He didn´t slept last night.
He finally went to the room, and looked outside through a window, the little and rounded window of one of the corridors.
- He is arriving! Receive him at the bridge!
Some servants left the castle and went towards the bridge, near the Black Tower, and the little black point grow and grow, and now a Taran banner could be easily seen in the distance.
Roleplay from Thorbjorn Blackmore (10 days, 5 hours ago) Message sent to everyone in "The Way of the Hammer" (39 recipients) Thorbjorn looked a the Black Tower.
"-The job is done, Tomorrow will be a great day"
He entered the castle, running towards the Dark Room, with the Evil Compendium of Necromancy in his hands.
Roleplay from Thorbjorn Blackmore (9 days, 18 hours ago) Message sent to everyone in your realm (7 recipients) Thorbjorn looks at the nobility of Helmsdale. Everybody is nervous and expectating. This is the first time they are reunited, after the seession. Thorbjorn looked at them, and said:
".-My conscience is clear, I did it for the Good of Caergoth. I know things that nobody knows, I saw things that anybody will see, and that never will happen. I have changed the future, antidipating the some events. Caergoht was doomed, and now they have the option to chose. We could return to Caergoth soon if they accept the offer. Meanwhile, we will have to conquer Bernlure alone. There is an Army arriving, an Army that will help us if neded. I hope to sign the peace before their arrival.
Finally, The Black Tower is finished. There is a hall inside, a hall called The THing. Some of you know where is it, and the rest of you will receive an invitation to the Thing sooner or later. Only a warning, the Thing is protected, and the snakes will die before entering it.
A cold smile was drawn on his face, and then without sayng anything , he left the room.