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Upon hearing of Lion's execution, Darion both salutes that the traitor is gone, but also mourns over the loss of a brother.

"Bei lanz doe King,bei lanz doe Orden." he says to himself as he walks through the halls of the keep.

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Sariant Thorne gets up that morning, turning across the room and looking at the sleeping form of Darion. He rubs his sleep weary eyes and heads to the door, poking his head out. He sees the commotion, grabs a random Pleb and asks him what's going on. 

 

"Lion's getting torn up by the Hochmeister because of some murder." 

 

Thorne narrows his eyes, mutters a "Faecken." and heads back into his room, intending to sleep past this event. He looks down, and notices the letter. Picking it up and sighing. 

 

"Better get up and deal with this ****." He rips off his clothing and heads off to wash. 

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Scout Sister Caitlyn DeNurem leans back on her chair in the dining hall and groans, picking up her wrought iron tankard and downing the last of her mead.

 

"Why the feck did Lion have to put zealotry about common sense this one fecking time of all times? The one time it actually feckin' mattered and he ballsed it up. True Faith says all Aenguls are agents o' the divine and you feckin' beheaded one of their head prophets. May as well have feckin' decapitated the High Pontiff himself. Should never have feckin' got married to you, you piece o' work."

 

She slams both fists down on the table, before hurling her tankard, the iron vessel clattering down the stone tiles of the hall. She kicks her chair back and stands up, walking to prepare her armor and supplies for a trip to see her husband.

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Scout Brudder Louis Grey salutes the Hochmeister before turning and leaving with the rest of his brothers and sisters after being dismissed, speaking in a quiet tone, "Beliae doe Orden; Beliae doe Hochmeister." he says, slowly walking back to his quarters.

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*The last bird of Rick Felder lands on the doorsteps of the Teuton Base*

 

"Can you Teutons accept the fact that you're dead and that you will never be turned back to your former glory, so please, just quit trying to remake the order it just fails every single time."

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*The last bird of Rick Felder lands on the doorsteps of the Teuton Base*

 

"Can you Teutons accept the fact that you're dead and that you will never be turned back to your former glory, so please, just quit trying to remake the order it just fails every single time."

 

Edric notices the bird out of the corner of his eye and hobbles over to it. He bends over and snatches up the letter. He only reads the first three words before giving it a good sniff.

 

"Smells of mad little man, just as I thought."

 

He quickly rips it up and tosses the scraps aside. "I must rest my feelings now, they hurt." He mutters before waddling his way back inside.

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