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True Death Of Rick Felder

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*It was a bright day in The Fringe, Rick Felder at the age of 55 he walks around the roads of Kaldonia, he stops for a moment feeling a tickle in his throat, he starts coughing its hard to breathe, he feels like he's choking, before he collapse he remember the Wine bottle he drank from, Marcus Felder THE FIRST gave it to him, he then collapses, he cannot breathe, his son runs up to him Felder II, Felder looks at Rick, watching him take his last breath.

 

 

((This is serious this time

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​Marcus Felder the Second receives word by courier that his father is no more.

The young man's lips curl into a smile, as he finishes reading the letter.

"Finally..."

The young man quickly undoes a piece of parchment from his roll in his room, and writes a note.

He sends it by raven at night, secretly.

If someone were to read the message, it would be an anonymous note written:

 

To My Good Accomplice:

It is done. You have done well.

 

Marcus snickers, knowing that his involvement is untraceable, since he slipped it into the bottle of wine 20 years ago.

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the ghost of lorik the archer smiles, releasing his cloud arrow, getting in right in the bull's eye of the cloud archery thing. he turns his head, noticing a man come to the afterlife. he smiles again, realizing it's the mighty rick of felder. he smiles once more, pointing to the afterlife's sun that is smiling at them : )

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Bringing his hand from his pocket to before himself the old Ser Rosencrantz reads the face of his pocket watch bearing both time, date... And one more face upon it marked with a clear red line and ticking quite furiously. Marked beneath this face the words 'The Felder Cycle' are engraved. The Holy Ser notes the dial approach it's mark as he goes to continue work in Aesterwald, humming a merry tune, for he was the keeper working both odds.

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Marcus Felder the Second sits in his room, on his bed.

The man is observing the painting on his stone wall.

 

The painting is that of Emperor Chivay.

Marcus furrows his brow, as he observes the painting, his mind racing.

In his mind, he thinks:

 

Finally. The third has fallen.

 

He thinks back, remembering how Marcus Felder the First, who Marcus was named after was corrupted by the scourge.

He remembers how Rick Felder the First faked his own death, and left the body of Marcus' other brother Merek behind.

​Now, he had succeeded in his plot to remove Rick Felder the First.

 

Onto part two of my plan.

 

The young gentleman continued staring at the painting throughout the night, beginning to plot how to rid the world of his younger brother, Rick Felder the Second.

 

 I cannot use wine and wait twenty years again.

 

He strokes his beard, before passing out in the middle of the night, dreaming of how to rid the world of the Felder family.

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