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There is a point here that the throne had already been passed first to Koymaji, and then to Mariarnelia. Additionally, there is this passage:
The system of succession established by Eidos the Iron favored those relatives of the ruler who were in their prime - thus, the elderly were excluded, and the very young were avoided until there were no alternatives.
That is, Maria-Tenerezza and Carnea have more right to the throne under such practices than Renavan does. And that assumes he can somehow prove the truth of his identity. In a setting where even good mages have disguise spells, this could be quite difficult. Especially in the context that the current Renavan is a mage, while the previous one was not known for such talents.
Does such a system still apply after the aristocratic coup? I thought at some point the lords were appointing their puppets. And did Renavan himself officially designate Koymik as his heir before the pseudo-drowning?
There is this point that the throne had already been passed first to Koymadzhi, and then to Mariarnelia. Additionally, there is this passage:
The system of succession established by Eidos the Iron gave preference to those relatives of the ruler who were in their prime - thus, the elderly were excluded, and the very young were avoided until there was no alternative.
That is, Maria-Tenerezza and Carnea have more right to the throne, following such practices, than Renavan. And that's assuming he can somehow prove the truth of his guise. In a setting where even good mages have disguise spells, this could be quite difficult. Especially in the context that the current Renavan is a mage, while the previous one was not known for such talents.
Does such a system still apply after the aristocratic coup? It seemed to me that at some point the lords were appointing their puppets. And did Renavan himself officially designate Koymik as his heir before the pseudo-drowning?
How much you want the Sith to win, so that you end up on the shelf not under Carnea, but under Luciferia.
There is a point here that the throne had already been passed first to Koymadzhi, and then to Mariarnelia. Additionally, there is this passage:
The system of succession established by Eidos the Iron gave preference to those relatives of the ruler who were in their prime - thus, the elderly were excluded, and the very young were avoided until there were no alternatives.
That is, Maria-Tenerezza and Carnea have more rights to the throne, if we follow such practices, than Renavan. And that's assuming he can somehow prove the truth of his guise. In a setting where even good mages have disguise spells, this can be quite difficult. Especially in the context that the current Renavan is a mage, while the previous one was not known for such talents.
Does such a system still apply after the aristocratic coup? It seemed to me that at some point the lords were appointing their own puppets. And did Renavan himself officially designate Koymik as his heir before the pseudo-drowning?
How much you want the Sith to win, just to be on the shelf not with Carnea, but with Luciferia.
I want **** to win, but I won't write who, so that Revan doesn't throw out such a storyline right away.
There's this point that the throne had already been passed first to Koymaji, and then to Mariarnelia. Additionally, there is this passage:
The system of succession established by Eidos the Iron gave preference to those relatives of the ruler who were in their prime - thus, the elderly were excluded, and the very young were avoided until there was no alternative.
That is, Maria-Tenerezza and Carnea have more rights to the throne, following such practices, than Renavan does. And that's assuming he can somehow prove the truth of his identity. In a setting where even good mages have disguise spells, this could be quite difficult. Especially in the context that the current Renavan is a mage, while the previous one was not known for such talents.
Does such a system still apply after the aristocratic coup? I thought at some point the lords were appointing their puppets. And did Renavan himself officially designate Koymik as his heir before the pseudo-drowning?
How much you want the Sith to win, so that you'd be on the shelf not under Carnea, but under Luciferia.
I want **** to win, but I won't write who, so that Reven doesn't scrap such a storyline right away.
Well, there you go... At least tell me after the game ends.
Is this the result Deus expected, that is the question...
– And who else could have played such a dirty trick on Deus Mariarnelia, if not the servants of Revnland? – Rezara narrowed her eyes. – There are not many great assassins in the kingdom. The Knight of Loyalty is surely nothing more than a puppet in Carnea's hands. Perhaps even against his own will. However, that will not save him from his deserved punishment. Once a traitor, always a traitor. – Rezara snapped her fingers. – Well, discuss everything thoroughly. I will wait for now and then convey your answer to His Holiness.
Olive lovers underestimate their talents. Their region will play no small role in the coming conflict. And how worthy it will be – depends only on the decision made. And a little on luck...
— It is not difficult to find like-minded people through Revnland suspicions; but there is no easy way to achieve peace in this manner either. Partake of the finest olive delicacies, milady. You have earned a short respite after a long journey.
If the meeting took place at the same time, then perhaps the gathering has not yet dispersed, so Alsira informs her colleagues of the situation: —.. The lack of communication between the two rulers undoubtedly troubles me. The danger of an innocent barrier appearing between north and south is all the greater. What do you think, dear comrades?
Since the meeting was taking place at the same time, it was possible the gathering had not yet dispersed, so Alsira briefs her colleagues on the situation: —.. The lack of communication between the two rulers troubles me, undoubtedly. The danger of an innocent barrier appearing between north and south is even greater. What do you think, dear comrades?
- Deus-schmeus, - Ober was about to spit disdainfully, but remembering Ciel's lessons on propriety and where he currently was, managed to restrain himself. - What the hell do we need them for? Anyone can sit on a golden throne. I don't want to choose between the fat one and the skinny one. - Hmm, Ober, my friend, your desire to maintain neutrality is understandable and commendable, but standing alone against the merciless winds of time may not be easy. - The short man, unfortunately, could not reach his comrade's shoulder, so he simply patted him on the back. - My aging eyes still remember Renavan the Pious, and it seems to me that he has more of the experience so necessary now than his granddaughter. - First, there is no reason to believe they will be at odds. - The third opinion belonged to Zenia. - And second, his sudden return seems rather suspicious. Where has he been? Why now? - What troubles your suspicious heart? If not now, in this time so filled with chaos, then when?
"One shouldn't underestimate either our diplomats or their timing," Vargas grins, then shakes hands. "Ha-hah! Don't worry about it, I may not be perfect, but I know von Himmel fairly well — there's hardly any resentment in him. That was the plan, and changing it radically at the last moment is an impossible task, even though I myself work better solo and would perhaps have preferred something else. He understood everything long ago — that battle showed what was what. All our calculations can always be shattered by any number of circumstances. The fight could have been more interesting if the colleagues hadn't formed a coalition, but we have what we have. By the way, I've been keeping an eye out here and there today — have you noticed anything unusual or noteworthy in the city? The situation is tense, that much is clear, but panic won't help matters. If there are any threads to follow, why not unravel them?"
"Unusual, hmm?... No, I wouldn't say so, but it seems to me the capital's people lack passion right now — there's no fire in their eyes, only personal worries and a reluctance to get involved in problems. I'm afraid Her Majesty lacks contact with her subjects, and the pages of her legend leave much to be desired. At least, that's the impression I've gotten."
Since the meeting was at the same time, it's possible the gathering hasn't even adjourned yet, so Alsira brings her colleagues up to speed on the situation: —.. The lack of communication between the two rulers troubles me, undoubtedly. The danger of an innocent barrier standing between north and south is even greater. What do you think, dear comrades?
- Deus-schmeus, - Ober was about to spit disdainfully, but remembering Tsiel's lessons on propriety and where he currently was, managed to restrain himself. - What the hell do we need them for? Anyone can sit on a golden throne. Don't feel like choosing between the fat and the skinny. - Hmm, Ober, my friend, your desire to maintain neutrality is understandable and commendable, but standing alone against the merciless winds of time may not be easy. - The short man, unfortunately, couldn't reach his comrade's shoulder, so he simply patted him on the back. - My now aging eyes remember Renavan the Pious, and it seems to me that he has more of the experience so sorely needed now than his granddaughter. - First, there's no reason to believe they will be at odds. - The third opinion belonged to Zenia. - And second, his sudden return is rather suspicious. Where has he been? Why now? - What troubles your suspicious heart? If not now, in this time so filled with chaos, then when?
— My highest respect for the word of Sortgard and your speeches. — Alsira nodded. — It is true: the Pious Deus is resolute, and the brave northerners are not troubled by the authenticity of his intentions. To send the envoy of the new lady away empty-handed means missing the first and last chance to cover the northern borders. And yet, the intoxication of his words is too sweet, about victory over all that is bad for the sake of good. Perhaps they seek arena comrades no less than we do?.. Securing the capital's support seemed to me the optimal solution, but alas, the moment fades with every second. — Sighing, she folded her hands over the table. — So, it is decided.