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	<span style="color:#c0392b;"><strong>It would be yet another delightfully cold and snowy day in the northern region of Almaris. As a certain Mali'fenn sat in her home in Norland, she would begin writing a missive. It would read as followed: </strong></span>
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	<span style="font-size:14px;"><em><span style="color:#3498db;">The Mali'fenn of the once great Princedom of Fenn, </span></em></span>
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	<em><font color="#3498db">  It has been some time since I have spoken to some if not all of you. Firstly I would like to ask for forgiveness for not being present in the political affairs of our people. I cant help but feel some amount of guilt for not being the leader I vowed to be when I became the Grand Princess of the Princedom of Fenn. I have served our nation as a Bloodline Head, Grand Marshal, Grand Princess, but throughout it all there was one title I have always treasured the most, and that is of the Mali'fenn name. Due to this broken vow, I pledge to all of you a new one. With this vow I pledge that under the guidance of Wyrvun; Lord of the Deep Cold, and to you the Mali'fenn people, that I Aroiia Elena Drakon-Tundrak will protect you until I draw my final breath. I will not rest until our people have earned what has been lost to us. To you my fennic people, I pledge this sacred vow. Lastly I leave with you these parting words: </font></em>
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	<span style="font-size:14px;"><em><span style="color:#3498db;">  Our Mali'fenn culture is based around <strong>strength</strong>; not just physical, but also through strength in each other. After-all, an army made of 1 strong soldier and 99 weak soldiers is destined to fall, but if an army of 100 strong soldiers stands in unity, their potential is only limited by their will. True strength comes from the challenges thrown at oneself, and you never know how strong you are, until that strength is tested; especially through loss of loved ones or social status.</span></em></span>
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	<span style="font-size:14px;"><em><span style="color:#3498db;">  Wherever you are in Almaris my beloved kin, I ask of you to hold steadfast. There will come a day where we will one day be united, but until then keep hope of a better tomorrow.</span></em></span>
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	<span style="font-size:14px;"><em><span style="color:#3498db;">Sincerely,</span></em></span>
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	<span style="font-size:14px;"><em><span style="color:#3498db;">Aroiia Elena Drakon-Tundrak</span></em></span>
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	<span style="font-size:14px;"><em><span style="color:#3498db;">Bloodline Head of House Drakon</span></em></span>
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	<span style="font-size:14px;"><em><span style="color:#3498db;">Former Grand Princess of the Princedom of Fenn</span></em></span>
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	<span style="color:#c0392b;"><strong>With that, the Snow Elven woman would call upon her trusted Gyrfalcon, <em>Sair'vbeck,</em> to send the missive to every nation in Almaris, in hopes of reaching as many of her people as possible.</strong></span>
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