An Admittance

[Icarnus 1669]

“The Prince huh. Have I ever heard of this man? Nah.” Adrian rhetorically inquired himself, casting the missive atop the kindling.

[1_Language_1 1671]

28 minutes ago, Icarnus said:

“The Prince huh. Have I ever heard of this man? Nah.” Adrian rhetorically inquired himself, casting the missive atop the kindling.

“I know right! Must have been a body double!” Matthias would laugh hard, almost crying from humor.

[DahStalker 3692]

An unnamed Owynist cackles

[The_Very_Cranky_Varangian 26]

*Sigemaer inspects Dr. Hammelfat’s medical license. He then walks away shrugging.*

 

“We said we had a doctor, we didn’t say he knew what he was doing.”

[argonian 14254]

"What are monks???" Says man

[GDPR 014 48]

11 hours ago, The_Very_Cranky_Varangian said:

*Sigemaer inspects Dr. Hammelfat’s medical license. He then walks away shrugging.*

 

“We said we had a doctor, we didn’t say he knew what he was doing.”

“Did he have a scary mask and pointy stick? That’s how you know they’re legit.”

[frill 2277]

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Eidr takes to ink and quill, scribbling out a letter to the handless-prince Demetrio. On being finished, it would be sent by courier to the man’s last known address; although the magister Farfolk took little thought on it ever arriving, with the bandits camping outside his dear city and the constant mugging of the common-men. There would be no name or post-mark to signify it coming from the quill of the good Farfolk, the man instead hoping that the intent of the correspondence would spark some familiarity if the letter, tho’ unlikely, were ever read by its recipient.

 

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Amico Demetrio;

 

 

I know whether your concern for the people of Ves lies in a public good or that of a supplicant who wishes to rule, post-war, as tyrant-king of our golden city.

 

Perhaps in another time we could have sat and discussed this as amicable partners serving the greater public good, with what benevolent words we scribe trickling through the halls of power before blessing the good common-men of Ves. Maybe in this other ‘verse, we would be discussing topics like the current Prince as lay-sophists, sat in fireside comfort as we mused on matters political. But this is not what hand we were dealt.

 

You are a learnèd man and know well that one good word would warm a commoner’s heart for three full winters. But I fear that the sum of your treatises are only a feeble attempted to claw some claim of power from the depths of your own obscurity.

 

I assure you that not all men are beyond redemption, and I am sure whatever fate GOD is delivering upon you will be a reflection of the intentions of your rulership. Thus I take you eventually reading my meagre words as a blessed sign. 

 

We will talk again, but I doubt in this life.

 

 

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