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A Malinor Masquerade!

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* Small messenger monkeys from Malinor's forest run around  with pouches handing letters to all they find*

 

   Greetings Dwarves, In one elven week a masquerade will be thrown to celebrate the recent success of the Conclave.  All are invited and if your a merchant come sell your wares!!  Their will be free food and stalls to buy anything else you might need or want.  Their will also be lots of games for the kids so bring the whole family.  All of Anthos will be there so come ready to make some friends and wear your fanciest or craziest costume just make it bright and fun and remember your mask.  The ball will be thrown where Princess Titania was crowned right outside of Old Malinor.

 

 

                                                     (( OOC Information))

 

                                             The Masquerade will be Saturday

                                                 March the 15 at 3:00 Pm Est.

                                               The site is where Princess 

                                                Titania was crowned right

                                                   out side of the walls of

                                                 Old Malinor and remember 

                                             this is a Masquerade so wear a   

                                                       Costume and a mask.

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There is no need to post this three times, each time only slightly modified. post it in the general RP section. 

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I am sorry if I caused any problems, I was told by the person hosting the ball to post it in all the races forums.

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Fawk dat Shiite

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((You only need to post it once under the Roleplay thread... ^^;;

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Balek scratches his head, reading through the letter.

 

"Success? Wha' success? Be t'ere sum sort o' success in between tha' constant raids, shitteleh-built 'omes, n' edgeh, magical twiggehs?"
 

He shrugs as he crumples the letter, throwing it over his shoulder as he heads back into Kal'Ithrun.

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