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Her Royal Highness Princess Elisabeth Lillith Sandra Lund is to be married. Only persons with royal lineage is permitted to marry her. She's allowed to choose her husband herself, though, as long as the first rule is kept.

Her description:
Height: 179 cm
Weight: 54 kg
Hair: Long, curly, red
Eyes: Blue
Interests: Horses, walks, gala's, painting.
Personality: Outgoing, polite, friendly, a bit defiant to authority.

This is the family tree of The Royal Family of Strobovia:
http://www2.tribalpages.com/tribe/browse?userid=sirlund&view=9&rand=361319687

Any potential bachelor is to proof their royal lineage. The one who marry her will become Prince of Strobovia.

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We must ask what is defined as 'royal lineage'. Is it direct offspring of a ruler, a nephew, cousin, one who can trace his ancestry to a monarch?

Roman Greece would like to take up this issue. We have a suitor that may ba acceptable to your nation.

Name: Lucas Dragases
Age: In his 20's
Height: 6'2
Interests: Philosophy, Writing, Art, Scuplting, Architechture and other things
Personality: An outgoing person, kind, respectful

Lucas Dragases is a descendant of a Serbian prince, Constantine of Serres and is possibly related to the Palaeologus Emperors of Byzantium (Constantine XI Palaeologus for example). We can get more info if you wish on the lineage. We hope this offer is acceptable.

Sincerly,
Roman Greece

We must ask what is defined as 'royal lineage'. Is it direct offspring of a ruler, a nephew, cousin, one who can trace his ancestry to a monarch?


OOC-I concur. Please define it so we know what it is. Thanks.

We must ask what is defined as 'royal lineage'. Is it direct offspring of a ruler, a nephew, cousin, one who can trace his ancestry to a monarch?
One who can trace his ancestry directly to a monarch. (expamle: your mother's father's father was the King of No-mans-land) cousins doesn't count.

Roman Greece would like to take up this issue. We have a suitor that may ba acceptable to your nation.

Name: Lucas Dragases
Age: In his 20's
Height: 6'2
Interests: Philosophy, Writing, Art, Scuplting, Architechture and other things
Personality: An outgoing person, kind, respectful

Lucas Dragases is a descendant of a Serbian prince, Constantine of Serres and is possibly related to the Palaeologus Emperors of Byzantium (Constantine XI Palaeologus for example). We can get more info if you wish on the lineage. We hope this offer is acceptable.

Sincerly,
Roman Greece
Her Royal Highness have noted your request. Our experts will examine the credibility of your lineage.

One who can trace his ancestry directly to a monarch. (expamle: your mother's father's father was the King of No-mans-land) cousins doesn't count.

OOC-Is my suitor eligible? Or does his lineage have to be different?

Her Royal Highness have noted your request. Our experts will examine the credibility of your lineage.

Roman Greece will await your results. If you decline, we understand fully.

To Lucas Dragases:

So far your lineage seem to be trustworthy. However, we will need your excact date of birth.

To Lucas Dragases:

So far your lineage seem to be trustworthy. However, we will need you excact date of birth.

To: Strobovia

Lucas Dragases' exact date of birth is May 28, 1988.

OOC-I can change it if not acceptable.

To: Strobovia

Lucas Dragases' exact date of birth is May 28, 1988.

OOC-I can change it if not acceptable.
That's all the information we need thank you.

You will be able to marry Her Royal Highness. She is awaiting your arrival at the Royal Palace.

That's all the information we need thank you.

You will be able to marry Her Royal Highness. She is awaiting your arrival at the Royal Palace.

Lucas Dragases went aboard a plane with the Roman Greece ensign on it. He was meeting HRH Elisabeth Lillith Sandra Lund of the Strobovians. He had been notified when Strobovia accepted his lineage to the Byzantine and Serbian royalties. Lucas' plane landed in the airport in the capital of Strobovia. Here, he got off the plane and looked for a reception, Royal Marriages always usually had one.

Lucas Dragases went aboard a plane with the Roman Greece ensign on it. He was meeting HRH Elisabeth Lillith Sandra Lund of the Strobovians. He had been notified when Strobovia accepted his lineage to the Byzantine and Serbian royalties. Lucas' plane landed in the airport in the capital of Strobovia. Here, he got off the plane and looked for a reception, Royal Marriages always usually had one.
When Lucas Dragases exited the plane he was greeted by the royal reception. He was then chauffeured in a black limousine, escorted by several security cars, to the palace to meet the Princess. HRH was waiting anxiously in the great hall.

When Lucas Dragases exited the plane he was greeted by the royal reception. He was then chauffeured in a black limousine, escorted by several security cars, to the palace to meet the Princess. HRH was waiting anxiously in the great hall.

Lucas had bought a gift for HRH, he hoped she would like it. He looked out the window, seeing the scenery and the security cars. Lucas began thinking on how to greet HRH respectfully. Lucas sat in the limo, contemplating things in his mind. He wanted to meet the HRH, wanting to see her in person.

OOC- Thanks for RPing with me. I have however have to go now (it is late and that). I will however reply to any response by tomorrow if I can. Thanks again.

Lucas had bought a gift for HRH, he hoped she would like it. He looked out the window, seeing the scenery and the security cars. Lucas began thinking on how to greet HRH respectfully. Lucas sat in the limo, contemplating things in his mind. He wanted to meet the HRH, wanting to see her in person.

OOC- Thanks for RPing with me. I have however have to go now (it is late and that). I will however reply to any response by tomorrow if I can. Thanks again.
OOC: Sure thing. Cya.

At the arrival at the palace Lucas was greeted by a royal official. He quickly briefed him in how to greet and behave properly. Lucas was escorted into the foyer and the massive gate-like front door was slammed shut behind him, effectively sealing off all the noise from outside. The silence in the enormous palace was deafening. A few moments later a buttler came to him. "Her Royal Highness is waiting for Sir in the great hall. I shall lead the way if Sir would like." he said and bowed respectfully.

OOC: Sure thing. Cya.

At the arrival at the palace Lucas was greeted by a royal official. He quickly briefed him in how to greet and behave properly. Lucas was escorted into the foyer and the massive gate-like front door was slammed shut behind him, effectively sealing off all the noise from outside. The silence in the enormous palace was deafening. A few moments later a buttler came to him. "Her Royal Highness is waiting for Sir in the great hall. I shall lead the way if Sir would like." he said and bowed respectfully.

Lucas listened to the offical telling him on how to greet and behave properly. As he went inside the palace, he admired its design and architechture. ''Yes, that would be good. I would like you to take me to the Great Hall to see Her Royal Highness.'' Lucas said, following the butler.

OOC-Sorry if short, did not really have much time.

The buttler lead Lucas to the great hall. He opened the door for him and closed it behind him. The Princess was sitting in a couch near the fireplace. "Ah there you are. I was beginning to think you wouldn't show up. Oh and cut the politeness. It makes my skin grow." she said and smiled to him.

OOC-Sorry for the late reply. I had things to do.

IC-''I guess I could cut down on my politeness.'' Lucas said, sitting in another chair. ''You must be the Princess of Strobovia. I am Lucas Dragases, related to Constantine of Serres and the Byzantine Emperors, as your country wanted to know that.'' Lucas said. ''What is planned on the agenda?'' he said, hoping to learn more of the land and of the Princess.

OOC- No need to apologize.;)

"Well we can do whatever you want. How about I show you around Strobovia City (the capital)?"

OOC- No need to apologize.;)

"Well we can do whatever you want. How about I show you around Strobovia City (the capital)?"

''That would be acceptable. I would like to see the capital of your nation.'' Lucas said.

"Excellent! We'll leave right away!" A few moments later they sat in a limo cruising around Strobovia City. After a couple of hours: "So what do you think so far?"

"Excellent! We'll leave right away!" A few moments later they sat in a limo cruising around Strobovia City. After a couple of hours: "So what do you think so far?"

OOC-Sorry again. Had things going on.

IC-''Your capital is very well kept. I liked the tour and I thank you for it.'' Lucas said. ''What shall we do now?'' Lucas asked her.

OOC-Sorry again. Had things going on.

IC-''Your capital is very well kept. I liked the tour and I thank you for it.'' Lucas said. ''What shall we do now?'' Lucas asked her.
"For the last time Lucas cut it out with that politeness. Let's do something fun. Like the themepark."

"For the last time Lucas cut it out with that politeness. Let's do something fun. Like the themepark."

''Sorry for that. I forget myself some times.'' Lucas said. ''Sure, let's go to the theme park. I am sure it will be most fun for us there.'' Lucas said.

OOC: Can I still join this thread?

OOC: Can I still join this thread?

OOC-Better wait for Strobovia to come first.

OOC: Can I still join this thread?
OOC- Sure. Just post the info on your suitor.

''Sorry for that. I forget myself some times.'' Lucas said. ''Sure, let's go to the theme park. I am sure it will be most fun for us there.'' Lucas said.
After a fun evening in the themepark they headed for the palace. "Wow I had a blast! We should meet again. I think there's a suite for you in Hotel de Strobovia. You can stay there."

After a fun evening in the themepark they headed for the palace. "Wow I had a blast! We should meet again. I think there's a suite for you in Hotel de Strobovia. You can stay there."

OOC-Sorry for late replies but things have been going on.

IC-''Very Well. I hope to see you again soon.'' Lucas said as he went on a limo, which was to take him to the Hotel De Strobovia. When he got to his suite, he laid on the bed and watched the TV. ''What a day I've had.'' he thought to himself. He thought that the Princess was a outgoing person and that she did not like him being polite (in some of the posts, this was the case).

Name: King Leif of the House of the Emperors
Age:24 (OOC: He is 90 years old physically, but since he is of high Valgardian blood he ages at a rate 3.75 times slower than a normal person and any child he fathers will live a life between 140-200 years of age. This is due to the longevity gene of the Valgardians being added into the gene pool of normal people. Yet if you do not life this I will just keep him at an overall age of 26.
Height: 6’5”
Eye Color: Light Blue
Hair Color: Nordic Blonde
Interests: Languages, History, Poetry, Hunting, Fishing, Wrestling, Weapons Training, Sailing, Horseback Riding, Battle, Fighting, and Painting.
Personality: Polite, kind, quick to laughter as well as anger, loyal, proud, and not trusting to those who have not earned who have had his trust bestowed onto them.
Ancestry: King Leif is a direct descendent of the king of the kingdom of Giladamor and as well through his mother descended from the brother of the deceased Emperor Harold.

Name: King Leif of the House of the Emperors
Age:24 (OOC: He is 90 years old physically, but since he is of high Valgardian blood he ages at a rate 3.75 times slower than a normal person and any child he fathers will live a life between 140-200 years of age. This is due to the longevity gene of the Valgardians being added into the gene pool of normal people. Yet if you do not life this I will just keep him at an overall age of 26.
Height: 6’5”
Eye Color: Light Blue
Hair Color: Nordic Blonde
Interests: Languages, History, Poetry, Hunting, Fishing, Wrestling, Weapons Training, Sailing, Horseback Riding, Battle, Fighting, and Painting.
Personality: Polite, kind, quick to laughter as well as anger, loyal, proud, and not trusting to those who have not earned who have had his trust bestowed onto them.
Ancestry: King Leif is a direct descendent of the king of the kingdom of Giladamor and as well through his mother descended from the brother of the deceased Emperor Harold.

OOC- First of all I'm not very happy with the Valgardian thing. I'd prefer him to be a normal human if that's ok with you.

"Thank you Your Majesty. We will proces your information as fast as possible. However, we will need your excact date of birth and the full names of your royal ancestors."

OOC: Alright, then the Valgardian blood in him is diluted so much that all he gets is the Nordic blonde hair and a above average immune system. If that is alright with you?

IC: “We as well thank, and we are have now sent you a message more his detailed bloodline.”

He is descended directly from the Valgardian occupation of Giladamor, where the ruling family was allowed to continue as the royal family of the land and thus for many generations through for 12 generations began to marry into the Scandinvan settlers thus giving them their very pale skin, light blue eyes, and fairer hair colors. Yet the crown passed from father to son for many more generation until a hundred and fifty years ago the King Emalder married the half-Valgardian niece of Emperor Harold. For three generations they resumed the habit of marrying Scandivan nobles, but all the while they had now gained Nordic blonde hair as a defining trait. One of the few non-Valgardians families to posses it dominantly.

OOC: Alright, then the Valgardian blood in him is diluted so much that all he gets is the Nordic blonde hair and a above average immune system. If that is alright with you?

IC: “We as well thank, and we are have now sent you a message more his detailed bloodline.”

He is descended directly from the Valgardian occupation of Giladamor, where the ruling family was allowed to continue as the royal family of the land and thus for many generations through for 12 generations began to marry into the Scandinvan settlers thus giving them their very pale skin, light blue eyes, and fairer hair colors. Yet the crown passed from father to son for many more generation until a hundred and fifty years ago the King Emalder married the half-Valgardian niece of Emperor Harold. For three generations they resumed the habit of marrying Scandivan nobles, but all the while they had now gained Nordic blonde hair as a defining trait. One of the few non-Valgardians families to posses it dominantly.
OOC- That'll be fine.

IC- Thank you very much for the details of your ancestry, though you have still not informed us of your excact date of birth.

OOC: Thanks and so sorry about forgetting to post my birth date.

IC: Sorry, King Leif’s date of birth is February, 16, 1982.

"Improve relations, bah. Why am I doing this, I'm a soldier, not a toy," Toma said to his accompanying party.

"I agree, but Cyrus really does need to improve relations with other countries, the last war did piss alot of people off," Kiley said in response.

Kiley and Toma sat in the back of the vehicle that was pulling to a stop near the reception area. They both stepped out, followed by a nearly full blooded wolf. They both wore the dress uniform the MSoNoF had standardized. Toma stood about six foot high, and had short red hair. His eye's were a radiant green color. He scanned the area and found the door, he started walking.

He whistled, and said, "C'mon Interceptor." The seemingly large dog lumbered in the direction his caretaker had indicated. They entered the door, and stopped at what seemed where they were checking possible suitors.

They stood behind the desk, and waited for the secretary to get to them.

"Hello, my name is Toma Lanier from the Mercenary State of Nation of Fortune."

"Right, may I please have evidence of your ancestory."

"Right, hold on a second." He pulled a birth certificate that showed he was the son of the leader of NoF. The document indicated his birthdate was March 10th 1985

OOC: Thanks and so sorry about forgetting to post my birth date.

IC: Sorry, King Leif’s date of birth is February, 16, 1982.
OOC- Nah no worries ;)

IC- Thank you very much. We will have the results of our research soon.

"Improve relations, bah. Why am I doing this, I'm a soldier, not a toy," Toma said to his accompanying party.

"I agree, but Cyrus really does need to improve relations with other countries, the last war did piss alot of people off," Kiley said in response.

Kiley and Toma sat in the back of the vehicle that was pulling to a stop near the reception area. They both stepped out, followed by a nearly full blooded wolf. They both wore the dress uniform the MSoNoF had standardized. Toma stood about six foot high, and had short red hair. His eye's were a radiant green color. He scanned the area and found the door, he started walking.

He whistled, and said, "C'mon Interceptor." The seemingly large dog lumbered in the direction his caretaker had indicated. They entered the door, and stopped at what seemed where they were checking possible suitors.

They stood behind the desk, and waited for the secretary to get to them.

"Hello, my name is Toma Lanier from the Mercenary State of Nation of Fortune."

"Right, may I please have evidence of your ancestory."

"Right, hold on a second." He pulled a birth certificate that showed he was the son of the leader of NoF. The document indicated his birthdate was March 10th 1985
Thank you Sir. I shall make the necessary preparations. Meanwhile you are welcome to stay at Hotel de Strobovia. They'll have a suite for you.