[X] Empire Day
-[X] In a small public ceremony, attached to some other courtly matters, confer onto Styr the title of Baron of Last Refuge as an administrative formality. There aren't many other people living on that island, but he will have a more even hand and authority in managing those lands and you will provide assistance from your bureaucracy and courts to help them understand the laws and smooth any disagreements with travelers and traders passing through over.
--[X] As a gesture of your friendship, this title will be held by his line in perpetuity so long as Thenn blood lives in the south, a refuge from Winter now, and perhaps in a not too distant future a place of respite from merely the season alone.
-[X] Viserys leads a parade through the streets of Sorcerer's Deep at the head of the Eighth Legion, "Dawn Guard".
--[X] A speech is hosted at the foundations of the Imperial Palace being laid down, displaying a diagram of the final expected product of the massive construction project, having flown there upon the back of Balerion the Black Dread, speaking with his great bulk in the background.
---[X] "My people."
---[X] "Today is a joyous day, not only for having to suffer the presence of fewer foes on the dawning of a new year, but for enjoying the company of newfound friends."
--[X] "This city has grown from a shanty town of four thousand souls covered in miserable storm and wracked with fear, into a metropolis housing near some sixty and a hundred thousand souls, with more arriving every day, more being added to its edifices. It features a strong economy, fair weather and men and women of boundless generosity for both visitors and their fellow citizens newly arrived from across half the world alike."
---[X] "As the wonders of this isle of magic grows with each day, so too do I hope those wonders spread across the realm in its entirety. And now thousands more, rescued from certain peril, have gathered together with us, to prosper and experience that same hope."
---[X] "When men under arms of the Crown were called upon to oppose foes beyond mortal ken, they stood stalwart and defiant in the face of long odds and proved the worth of not only their own mettle, but that of Imperial engineering."
---[X] "Magnificent as dragons and their kin up in the sky are, as I'm sure you well know, they shall not be lonely there for very long."
---[X] "We gather today not only to celebrate the birth of this realm, this Imperium, but to celebrate those who have helped make it possible. For gallantry and intrepidity in the face of risk to one's life above and beyond the call of duty or oaths of service and standing tall in the face of evil, we begin this award ceremony with the highest honor achievable. Horas of Orkmont, step forward." You pin the Imperial Burning Star onto his chest (a dragon ascendant, wings encircled, claws gripping star aflame, made of Valyrian Steel). "Now, kneel."
---[X] "For standing in defense of your fellow man, against injustice, against fearful odds and against the forces of nature itself, I name you gallant in the face of evil. I name you brave in spite of fear. I name you skilled considering the new age and determined under the weight of duty."
---[X] "Answer me then, Horas of Orkmont, do you swear before the eyes of gods and men to defend those who cannot defend themselves, to protect all in need of protecting, to obey your liege lord, and your king, to fight bravely when needed and do such other tasks as are laid upon you, however hard or humble or perilous they may be?"
---[X] "Then arise, a Knight of the Realm. You have now joined the august Order of the Burning Star, may you shine brightly."
----[X] Move onto the other honors, no less great in importance.
-----[X] "Now we feast!"
