𝓓𝓾𝓴𝓮 𝓐𝓻𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓭’𝓐𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓮 (RP)
@theyoungduke.bsky.social
Legendary knight of Bretonnia, less than stellar Duke of Bretonnia
(Parody)
#ashesburning
(Parody)
#ashesburning
“Kemmler is a threat to Bretonnia, and has been for centuries. But know, Vampire, that I will never trust you, and I will gladly smite you with The Lady’s wrath should you make me think you are planning something for even a second. You are no Blood Dragon, so I don’t imagine it would be hard.”
November 23, 2025 at 6:38 AM
“Kemmler is a threat to Bretonnia, and has been for centuries. But know, Vampire, that I will never trust you, and I will gladly smite you with The Lady’s wrath should you make me think you are planning something for even a second. You are no Blood Dragon, so I don’t imagine it would be hard.”
…was beneficial to his Dukedom and the kingdom at large. Perhaps the Lady would understand? Though this sort of rationalization could have been what brought down Mousillon so many years ago.
“Very well.” His voice slowly came forth like a rearing tide that predicated the tsunami.
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“Very well.” His voice slowly came forth like a rearing tide that predicated the tsunami.
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November 23, 2025 at 6:35 AM
…was beneficial to his Dukedom and the kingdom at large. Perhaps the Lady would understand? Though this sort of rationalization could have been what brought down Mousillon so many years ago.
“Very well.” His voice slowly came forth like a rearing tide that predicated the tsunami.
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“Very well.” His voice slowly came forth like a rearing tide that predicated the tsunami.
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…oneself to evil forces, even if it was in the pursuit of a more pressing sort of evil. It reminded the Duke of the sniveling sort of court intrigue that plagued his kingdom.
But he was no fool, even if the thought made him feel ill. The in-fighting between these undead fiends…
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But he was no fool, even if the thought made him feel ill. The in-fighting between these undead fiends…
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November 23, 2025 at 6:33 AM
…oneself to evil forces, even if it was in the pursuit of a more pressing sort of evil. It reminded the Duke of the sniveling sort of court intrigue that plagued his kingdom.
But he was no fool, even if the thought made him feel ill. The in-fighting between these undead fiends…
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But he was no fool, even if the thought made him feel ill. The in-fighting between these undead fiends…
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Armand’s sapphire eyes opened wide, and he looked to the stranger who was walking closer and closer from the other edge of the pond.
“Who goes there?!”
“Who goes there?!”
November 21, 2025 at 9:12 AM
Armand’s sapphire eyes opened wide, and he looked to the stranger who was walking closer and closer from the other edge of the pond.
“Who goes there?!”
“Who goes there?!”
…the Lady. His impressively designed sword was stuck into the ground in front of him, the little wavelets of the pond periodically touching the blade.
Barangor, his horse, lazily slept about a few meters away.
He heard it, footsteps, nearly masked by the crickets and the frogs.
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Barangor, his horse, lazily slept about a few meters away.
He heard it, footsteps, nearly masked by the crickets and the frogs.
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November 21, 2025 at 9:11 AM
…the Lady. His impressively designed sword was stuck into the ground in front of him, the little wavelets of the pond periodically touching the blade.
Barangor, his horse, lazily slept about a few meters away.
He heard it, footsteps, nearly masked by the crickets and the frogs.
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Barangor, his horse, lazily slept about a few meters away.
He heard it, footsteps, nearly masked by the crickets and the frogs.
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@lordsandblood.bsky.social
Whispered words sung out from Armand’s lips, becoming one with the wind as it gently caressed the grasses that hugged the shoreline. A small pond swirled and twinkled in the night, the moon reflecting off its surface luminescently.
The Duke was praying to…
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Whispered words sung out from Armand’s lips, becoming one with the wind as it gently caressed the grasses that hugged the shoreline. A small pond swirled and twinkled in the night, the moon reflecting off its surface luminescently.
The Duke was praying to…
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November 21, 2025 at 9:09 AM
@lordsandblood.bsky.social
Whispered words sung out from Armand’s lips, becoming one with the wind as it gently caressed the grasses that hugged the shoreline. A small pond swirled and twinkled in the night, the moon reflecting off its surface luminescently.
The Duke was praying to…
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Whispered words sung out from Armand’s lips, becoming one with the wind as it gently caressed the grasses that hugged the shoreline. A small pond swirled and twinkled in the night, the moon reflecting off its surface luminescently.
The Duke was praying to…
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…and eager young man.
It had been a boring few months. Council meetings, accounting for supplies, and all other things that Armand could care less about. An interesting stranger was just the shakeup the reluctant Duke desperately hungered for.
It had been a boring few months. Council meetings, accounting for supplies, and all other things that Armand could care less about. An interesting stranger was just the shakeup the reluctant Duke desperately hungered for.
November 21, 2025 at 8:49 AM
…and eager young man.
It had been a boring few months. Council meetings, accounting for supplies, and all other things that Armand could care less about. An interesting stranger was just the shakeup the reluctant Duke desperately hungered for.
It had been a boring few months. Council meetings, accounting for supplies, and all other things that Armand could care less about. An interesting stranger was just the shakeup the reluctant Duke desperately hungered for.
…he replied, which was accepted with a chuckle from behind his steel helmet.
“Would you require lodging for the night? My castle has ample accommodations.”
A faint glow trickled around his being, radiant and slight. He carried himself as both a vegetable ancient, and as a spirited…
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“Would you require lodging for the night? My castle has ample accommodations.”
A faint glow trickled around his being, radiant and slight. He carried himself as both a vegetable ancient, and as a spirited…
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November 21, 2025 at 8:47 AM
…he replied, which was accepted with a chuckle from behind his steel helmet.
“Would you require lodging for the night? My castle has ample accommodations.”
A faint glow trickled around his being, radiant and slight. He carried himself as both a vegetable ancient, and as a spirited…
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“Would you require lodging for the night? My castle has ample accommodations.”
A faint glow trickled around his being, radiant and slight. He carried himself as both a vegetable ancient, and as a spirited…
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…about if she would showcase the famed Asur ego, and if she had the talents to back up any potential self-aggrandizing attitude.
As her steed traveled down the road, his own mottled grey, Barangor, snorted and followed side-by-side.
“I can certainly provide the requisite company.”…
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As her steed traveled down the road, his own mottled grey, Barangor, snorted and followed side-by-side.
“I can certainly provide the requisite company.”…
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November 21, 2025 at 8:45 AM
…about if she would showcase the famed Asur ego, and if she had the talents to back up any potential self-aggrandizing attitude.
As her steed traveled down the road, his own mottled grey, Barangor, snorted and followed side-by-side.
“I can certainly provide the requisite company.”…
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As her steed traveled down the road, his own mottled grey, Barangor, snorted and followed side-by-side.
“I can certainly provide the requisite company.”…
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From his limited exposure to the culture she belonged to, Armand was a little uncertain as to how he’d get along with the Asur woman. High Elves were infamous for pomposity, and Armand usually only tolerated that kind of behavior if the person could back it up. The Duke was mightily curious…
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November 21, 2025 at 8:42 AM
From his limited exposure to the culture she belonged to, Armand was a little uncertain as to how he’d get along with the Asur woman. High Elves were infamous for pomposity, and Armand usually only tolerated that kind of behavior if the person could back it up. The Duke was mightily curious…
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…was weak, but he did know some basics. The benefit of spending considerable time with a High Elf.
“Good evening. What’s your name?” He asked in the Elven tongue, before switching to Bretonnian.
“Do you need any assistance on the road?”
“Good evening. What’s your name?” He asked in the Elven tongue, before switching to Bretonnian.
“Do you need any assistance on the road?”
November 19, 2025 at 6:12 AM
…was weak, but he did know some basics. The benefit of spending considerable time with a High Elf.
“Good evening. What’s your name?” He asked in the Elven tongue, before switching to Bretonnian.
“Do you need any assistance on the road?”
“Good evening. What’s your name?” He asked in the Elven tongue, before switching to Bretonnian.
“Do you need any assistance on the road?”
He finally saw the approaching rider, and eventually, through the clinging shadows of dusk, saw their clothing and appearance. Pointed ears, that style of garb, obviously, a High Elf. Certainly interesting, the Asur weren’t a common sight.
His command of Eltharin, the Elven language…
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His command of Eltharin, the Elven language…
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November 19, 2025 at 6:07 AM
He finally saw the approaching rider, and eventually, through the clinging shadows of dusk, saw their clothing and appearance. Pointed ears, that style of garb, obviously, a High Elf. Certainly interesting, the Asur weren’t a common sight.
His command of Eltharin, the Elven language…
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His command of Eltharin, the Elven language…
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…the young Duke could possibly imagine.
Barangor, his horse, let out an agitated whicker. Armand could vaguely sense it as well, someone was approaching on a horse in their own right. That wasn’t necessarily out of the ordinary. Could be another knight, or perhaps a merchant, or a hunter.
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Barangor, his horse, let out an agitated whicker. Armand could vaguely sense it as well, someone was approaching on a horse in their own right. That wasn’t necessarily out of the ordinary. Could be another knight, or perhaps a merchant, or a hunter.
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November 19, 2025 at 6:05 AM
…the young Duke could possibly imagine.
Barangor, his horse, let out an agitated whicker. Armand could vaguely sense it as well, someone was approaching on a horse in their own right. That wasn’t necessarily out of the ordinary. Could be another knight, or perhaps a merchant, or a hunter.
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Barangor, his horse, let out an agitated whicker. Armand could vaguely sense it as well, someone was approaching on a horse in their own right. That wasn’t necessarily out of the ordinary. Could be another knight, or perhaps a merchant, or a hunter.
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@elevenservitude.bsky.social
Midnight rides through the countryside were a favorite of Armand to do. It reminded him of his time traveling down the many lonely byways of the world during his Grail Quest. While he liked people, being far away from court intrigue was the greatest pleasure…
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Midnight rides through the countryside were a favorite of Armand to do. It reminded him of his time traveling down the many lonely byways of the world during his Grail Quest. While he liked people, being far away from court intrigue was the greatest pleasure…
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November 19, 2025 at 5:59 AM
@elevenservitude.bsky.social
Midnight rides through the countryside were a favorite of Armand to do. It reminded him of his time traveling down the many lonely byways of the world during his Grail Quest. While he liked people, being far away from court intrigue was the greatest pleasure…
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Midnight rides through the countryside were a favorite of Armand to do. It reminded him of his time traveling down the many lonely byways of the world during his Grail Quest. While he liked people, being far away from court intrigue was the greatest pleasure…
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…of this person being a Norscan wasn’t impossible, it was not the first guess that Armand had thought up of.
November 19, 2025 at 5:51 AM
…of this person being a Norscan wasn’t impossible, it was not the first guess that Armand had thought up of.
…stared down at the mighty looking warrior woman with a cautious puffing of his chest and hard look behind a helmet.
“Your wear…it doesn’t look Bretonnian. In fact…who are you, warrior? What are your goals?”
Aquitaine was fairly south in Bretonnia, meaning that, while the possibility…
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“Your wear…it doesn’t look Bretonnian. In fact…who are you, warrior? What are your goals?”
Aquitaine was fairly south in Bretonnia, meaning that, while the possibility…
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November 19, 2025 at 5:50 AM
…stared down at the mighty looking warrior woman with a cautious puffing of his chest and hard look behind a helmet.
“Your wear…it doesn’t look Bretonnian. In fact…who are you, warrior? What are your goals?”
Aquitaine was fairly south in Bretonnia, meaning that, while the possibility…
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“Your wear…it doesn’t look Bretonnian. In fact…who are you, warrior? What are your goals?”
Aquitaine was fairly south in Bretonnia, meaning that, while the possibility…
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@norscamaurader.bsky.social
As soft winds blew across the fields of Aquitaine. Green and yellow grasses whistled, almost obscuring the heavy clops of a horse’s hooves.
Wearing full plate armor that glowed with the faint aura of a Grail Knight’s blessing, the mounted knight…
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As soft winds blew across the fields of Aquitaine. Green and yellow grasses whistled, almost obscuring the heavy clops of a horse’s hooves.
Wearing full plate armor that glowed with the faint aura of a Grail Knight’s blessing, the mounted knight…
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November 19, 2025 at 5:47 AM
@norscamaurader.bsky.social
As soft winds blew across the fields of Aquitaine. Green and yellow grasses whistled, almost obscuring the heavy clops of a horse’s hooves.
Wearing full plate armor that glowed with the faint aura of a Grail Knight’s blessing, the mounted knight…
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As soft winds blew across the fields of Aquitaine. Green and yellow grasses whistled, almost obscuring the heavy clops of a horse’s hooves.
Wearing full plate armor that glowed with the faint aura of a Grail Knight’s blessing, the mounted knight…
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//Armand is either about to make some hated enemies, or unlikely allies
November 19, 2025 at 1:59 AM
//Armand is either about to make some hated enemies, or unlikely allies
//Fate has conjoined in a very interesting way haha
November 19, 2025 at 1:54 AM
//Fate has conjoined in a very interesting way haha
//Very excited to hear it! I’ve been into Warhammer Fantasy for about 15 years or so myself.
Interested in seeing what weird shenanigans will come about between Armand and your three’s lot haha.
Interested in seeing what weird shenanigans will come about between Armand and your three’s lot haha.
November 19, 2025 at 1:27 AM
//Very excited to hear it! I’ve been into Warhammer Fantasy for about 15 years or so myself.
Interested in seeing what weird shenanigans will come about between Armand and your three’s lot haha.
Interested in seeing what weird shenanigans will come about between Armand and your three’s lot haha.
//You absolute devil, you helped save this account from oblivion!
November 19, 2025 at 1:20 AM
//You absolute devil, you helped save this account from oblivion!