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Huron Silverblade sits down on a step, wiping the sweat of his forehead. He turns to Lotorian as he sits down near him panting and sweating. Aye, well the keep is now finished, all the hard work was worth it,aye?Huron says. Lotorian Silverblade chuckles for a moment. “Aye indeed it was worth it, the keep is beautiful indeed.”

 

Huron Silverblade stands for a moment, thinking. “I’ve got an idea!he turns to Lotorian Silverblade. “We shall have a feast here!”

 

Lotorian Silverblade raises a brow in confusing. “But why? Is there a reason on havin’ this feast?”

 

Huron Silverblade responds. “Aye well finishing the keep of course! We also joined with Alras so we can celebrate us joinin’ a new home.”

 

Lotorian Silverblade chuckles slightly. “Ahh yes, why not I guess! I’ll send out the invitations!”

 

Date and Time

Sunday, April 6th

4:00 PM EST/9 PM GMT

 

Location

Silverblade Keep

 

Those invited (All that are listed may come)

The people of Alras

 

The Dwarves or Urguan

 

The people of Conclave

 

The strong orcs of Krug

 

The Princedom of Fenn

 



*Invitations go around the Fringe and Anthos.*

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*turns to Huron* "The feast shall be glorious!"


red feast

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"Any type of dressing code or?"

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The Princedom of Fenn apparently isn't invited :(

((Check again, there are too many nations to remember XD))

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David stuffs a few crates with food, labels them "Oren" in big red letters, and proceeds to add copious amounts of blaze powder to the Oren food crates, snickering to himself as he shakes the crates around for a good mix.

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He stands our his family, silencing them. "Silence, silence! Today, we've fought Oren in this battle and won. We shall celebrate our victory at this feast!

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Krarug'Lur recieves the invitation.

 

"Mi luukin' furwurd tuu diz, cuz mi um hungree fur grub."  he says before his stomach grumbles loudly, eating the invitation.

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-Resides at Syrio's side, lightly adorning his arm with her own.- 

 

"Tis always a pleasure to rejoice the end of a war."

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