On this day, the 17th of November in Year 11 of the Common Era

Syr Nada Zukonian announced his intention to claim the Crown of Hera and ascend the Throne of Legend. He also sent two declarations. The first went to House Gaia Garda, as rumors recently emerged of Baron Dingo Zukonian again striving to claim the title of Monarch. The second was delivered to Lord Thwack Axefoot, requesting that House Dodenskara offer no support to those that may stand in their way of the crown.

At the edge of Blightmarsh, Sir Archduke Zuko Giant-Tackler and Baron Dingo Zukonian met for a parlay; it seemed neither party held much trust as they approached alongside their clerics, the pious Master Amadeus and aberrant Lord Sour Zukonian. Seeking the crown was beyond the concern of Baron Dingo; either way, it is not in the Gardian's nature to swear fealty. Their only trust lies with Mother Gaia, granting fearlessness to the threat of man.

Outnumbered, Gaia Garda was sent back to the soaking earth where they breathe in their gift of life once again.

Following the fierce battle, Syr Nada Zukonian was uncontested in claiming the title of His Royal Majesty, King of the Realm of Legend.

"Hear Ye, Hear Ye! An Announcement to the Noble and Loyal Subjects of the Realm

By the grace of providence and the will of the people, I, Syr Nada, do hereby proclaim to all corners of this noble land that the crown has passed to my brow without the sword’s necessity nor the spilling of blood. In solemn reverence, I pay homage to our former sovereign, Her Majesty Castracia, whose steadfast devotion and tireless service have long been the shield and foundation of our realm. In recognition of her unparalleled loyalty and wisdom, she is hereby elevated to the honored rank of Arch Duchess, to stand among the most exalted of our nobility.

Under my rule, a new era shall dawn. To safeguard and strengthen our lands, I decree the formation of a Small Council, wherein wise and skilled minds shall aid in the governance of our domain. This council shall prepare us for the perils that loom in the shadows, for the undead still stir in the dark corners of the earth, and whispers tell of other powers gathering their strength against us. My trusted Master of Whispers watches keenly, ever vigilant for these threats.

Let my words be your creed: Perseverance Will Bestow. Stand steadfast with me, endure the trials that lie ahead, and I shall deliver to you a realm victorious and unbroken. Together, we shall forge a legacy worthy of song and tale for generations to come.

By my hand and seal, Syr Nada, Sovereign and Protector of the Realm

All Hail the King!