Amazing picture. That's really come along nicely.
Of course amongst royalty and the nobility, marrying someone you do not know well is fairly common, but I'm sure the Princess would like to know a little more about her southern suitor and the lecherous villain north of the border, in order to help make her decision.
At 24 years of age, King Moskurg is younger than "King" Arstotzka by almost ten years. From an early age he recognised that the wealth and power his God given birthright provided him was at odds to the meagre wealth of his loyal subjects. He knew they would toil in the sun kissed fields, ensuring this grand nation was fed and supplied, and he seeks to emulate their devotion to Moskurg, its people and its ruling family. All who dedicate themselves to Moskurg, providing only what is within their means, are in turn cared for, kept safe and cared for. This compassion for even the lowest of Moskurgers even stretches to the deluded souls North of the border. Cold & bitter, Arstotzka's climate and people are not conducive to the healthy liege-vassal relationship enjoyed in Moskurg. Instead they are taxed for everything they own in order to fund this brutal war.
At the age of 17, King Moskurg suffered a personal and national disaster. Both parents, along with many loyal servants of the Crown, were lost at sea. From what little can be observed of the wreck, it is believed to be Arstotzkan sabotage that forced our King to ascend the throne so young. By this time, King Arstotzka had been clutching his Crown for five years, after his parents too died in a "hunting accident".
A patron of the arts, King Moskurg enjoys the company and works of many great artisans, a profession almost unheard of in Arstotzka, and is known to dabble in a choice few himself. Whilst filled with raw talent, he is humble enough to learn from masters such as the royal painter Sant Evicti and the poet Lauriet, Nukus. He is also an avid athlete, who enjoys archery, fencing and, the nation's favourite pastime, horseriding. The wide floodplains, rolling hills and light forests are a delight to view, especially on horseback. The royal stables boast the finest examples of Moskurgian horses, quite literally the fastest and nimblest on the continent, far shy from the bad tempered cart horses of Arstotzka stock.
The King is a shining example of Devotion, Compassion, Culture and Charisma. Those who are loyal to him receive all that they require, those who are devoted to him receive all they request and those who are precious to him receive all that he can offer.
I'm hoping that will tie together all the gifts we're offering, along with some shameless propaganda and scaremongering against Arstotzka.
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Topic: Wands Race - [Moskurg] {COMPLETED} (Read 189219 times)