Togas is dead. Long live Togas!

[Togas]

My father is dead.

Decedro Togas has lived a long and very productive life. His death came as a shock to all of us. The whole family is in mouring as I'm sure the nation will be but this is not a time for crying.

Early reports from the Guardia Observatoria are that Neu Dem settlers are moving south to El Valle De Los Torros! They may well settle south of our cities, taking the only reasonable iron site we have.

Our defenses are patheic. I do honor my father's memory as he presided over a very prosperous and expansive time in our history but our military is a joke, we cannot protect any of our cities and every year that goes by without decent protection is another year that we lucked out of not getting destroyed.

I am Augusto Togas. I am the strongest and most vigilent of my brothers. I have trained from my youth with the Dejon family as a warrior and I will see to it that in my lifetime Spain's military might is brought up to the strength of our neighbors. The security of Spain is my foremost concern and I will make sure that our children and our new settlements are safe from the wars of the north.

This is my pledge to Spain.

My father chose Fletcher Dejon as his Most Trusted Advisor. I have only the greatest respect for his family, however, I must choose my own. I urge all of the great families to see me as I must now choose a new Most Trusted Advisor to serve Spain.

My first act as Despot will be to revise our national building priorities and to secure our border from intrustion by Neu Dem.

--Togas

[Hot Mustard]

I am coming, Decedro!

[narrative]
Upon hearing of the death of Decedro Togas, Fletcher Dejon runs to his deathbed.

"I am coming, Decedro!"

Fletcher pulls out his polished bronze dagger and plunges it into his own heart...and collapses over his deceased Lord.

When the news gets to the Dejon family, chaos ensues.

Fletcher spent his life devoted to the Togas line and Spain, and did little to keep his family organized in his latter years. There is no clear successor for Señor of the family. Will one of the Dejon officers in the Spanish military step up? Will the head of the Dejon Weapon shop claim authority? No one knows.

Rumours quickly spread about Dejon family squabbles and infighting, sullying the proud family name. One thing is for sure - regardless of who is eventually named Señor Dejon - it will take some time for the Dejon name to recover from this tragedy.

[/narrative]

[OOC]
I informed Togas today that I will be out-of-town for the month of March on business. I do not know yet what my connectivity will be like during that time. He has begun the search for a new Most Trusted Advisor, and will also need a city governor for Saragossa.
[/OOC]

[Hot Mustard]

(removed. Threads merged) -- Togas

[ruby_maser]

I'm sorry to hear this. Pamplona will hold a moment of silence in his honor.

Though our captain is fallen, the ship will sail on...
Long live Augusto Togas!

[OliverFA]

These are very sad news. I hope that the spirits will welcome Decedro's spirit.

Anyway, I'm happy to know that his son and our new despot is much more concerned about Spain security as Decedro was.

My family has a long tradition of peaceful building, but maybe it's time to prepare for war. We don't like to fight, but we won't stay quiet as long as there is an small posibility that the people from the north might come and attack us.

I support Augusto in his new policy. Long live Augusto Togas!

[History Guy]

Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The one man to lead us in battle as Marshal, to form a magnificent army under the King's guidance!! Gone!! Taken by his love and respect for his great king...may the spirits guide us all to have such great devotion to our Lord. May we honor his spirit by building a giant army to save us from the fires of Arabia and the demons of China.

[pikesfan]

As an old man, I am so heartbroken to hear of the death of our great Despot, for it means I have not long to live myself. I am too old and sick to do more than be carried in this litter to the funeral. I can barely remember my name. But my niece Juana and her husband will use the knowledge of Etiquette handed down from Pikesfan to Pikesfan to arrange that the funeral will show the most honour to our late Despot and that all will behave in the most proper and respectful fashion.

Eduardà Pikesfan.

[jdjdjd]

I, jdjdjd jdjdjd V, also known as jdjdjd de Barcelona, do pay homage to the grand despot and gladly will support his son in the military buildup. My grandfather warned of the demons to the north and they have already reared there horrible heads.

The land to the South of the jungle is Spanish, it is our destiny. Destino de Espana! Viva Espana!


Madre Espana

I miss strolling in from the Sea,
My Desire is always to be here
Oh Madre Esapana

Far have I travelled and much have I seen,
Darkest the Mountains,
With Valleys of Green,
Past Painted Deserts,
The Sun sets on fire,
As He carries me home to my Madre Espana

Madre Espana,
I miss strolling in from the Sea,
My Desire is always to be here
Oh Madre Esapana



Farewell Grand and Illustrious Leader
Welcome to your Son and
may the Spirits guide us to our Destiny!

[Aidun]

So foul and fair a day I have never seen before.

What a sad news that your father is dead Mylord, I and my son Aidun loved him dearly. A friend and father of the people has gone.

May the graceful Luna el Salvador, my god, feel mercy for his sole and take him to sit at the right hand of the graceful Luna el Salvador, among our ancestors of old. May he be long remembered and live forth in our hearts.


[Both Aidun Cian the older and Aidun Cian the younger kneel down and pray]

But there is also something fair about this day: a new king has stepped forth to become crowned by our High Priest. May the gods and especially the great Luna el Salvador be with you. May the great Luna el Salvador be with you in your hour of need, Mylord. May you become an even better king than your father has been.

Long live the Crown-Prince!

Aidun Cian the older and Aidun Cian the younger

[mrmitchell]

The Mitchell family is in mourning and asks that a national holiday, a day when we break from our work and take the time to reflect, recreate, and re-etc., for this great man.

[Thrumble]

I, Colathan, acting head of the Thrumble family do hereby pledge my support and sword to the glory of Spain. Let the Neu Demons come and my sword shall drink of their inhuman blood!

[LzPrst]

Alas, time is a cruel companion. Even the greatest cannot stand against it, yet we must all embrace what is meant for us. Our late master Togas was as strong and wise in the end as he was in his youth, making his passing all the more difficult to bear.
I give my sympathies to our new Despot, I too lost a father not long ago, but it is our duty to seize the mantle of responsibility and hoist it unto our shoulders.
A new era has dawned on Spain, no longer can we peacefully mind our business and enjoy our lives. The mad savages of the north have shown us that none is truly safe unless they have the strength to hold their ground. Together we must rise and together we must stand. Let no man challenge the power of Spain!

[History Guy]

Hey! Where's my post?!

Milord Togas King, I regret the death of thy father, but I fear unless we take measures to build a giant army, we may soon see the death of thy house and thy kingdom, for the Arabs from the north are bloodthirsty and faithless and sinful and decadent and evil and must be driven to hell.

Will you go lead us to destroy them, or will we all die?