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White upon red, blue upon white. One is the colours of the land, the other is your family. Proud and free Greifswald must be, and thus it shall be represented. It will most likely not be easy; being from a dukedom in the northeastern parts of the Curian world would make you a smaller fish in the pond when compared to the heavyweights that Angenland, Aurélie, and Tautenland might supply. That would also be somewhat of a touchy subject; the bloodlines of most families present would most likely be of the highest pedigree, and the house of Adlershorst would most likely be looked at as upstarts, or even disdain. Of course, there will be other types of men present as well: younger, more ambitious knights striking it out, second sons looking for new lands to subjegate, exiles in search of a new home, and penitents undertaking this endeavour for the good of their soul.
But then again, most of that—the extensive ancestral trees, the estates, and the martial prowess of the various continental noble houses would not impress the Mithradian nobility in the slightest; they have their own ideas of aristocracy and are known to be so elitist that they make even the elves look like plebeians. Ever since they were driven off the mainland, they have spent their time in more or less isolation, preferring not to interact with the outside world too much outside from sometimes sending out the fleet to punish some upstart town here and there. Of course, isolation and a sense of superiority over all could not prevent stagnation, corruption, decadence, and now decline. The day the infidel set foot upon Mithradian shores was the day that became clear.
A conspiracy was hatched, a coup executed, and the ruling dynasty was quietly deposed and blinded. And the army installed a soldier-emperor upon the throne, a certain Anastastius, who now reigns as Anastasius III. It was this man who formally appealed to the Pontiff in Portemosa, and presumably is the one who you will be meeting within a week. Such a man by his very nature would also need to be a member of the local nobility, or at least that is what you were told. From your conversations with the Alotorans, he rumoured to be a cold man, callous in his manner, unfeeling in his actions, and very secretive. Though they don't know what he looks like.
