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A CALL TO MEETING


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A CALL TO MEETING: CONCLAVE OF THE DRAGONSBLOOD

 

I, Tiberius the Younger of the House of Tiber call forth a meeting of Dragonsblood to convene on the matters of our houses, lineage and troubling matters of the state. I henceforth set a designated meeting spot of Brannby, the location of the Phoenix Band.

 

A list of invites goes out to the following houses and patriarchs

 

House Of Tiber

 Patriarch, Titus

 

House Of Cascadia

 Patriarch, Romulus

 

House Of Vilac

 Patriarch, Johannes

 

House Of Helane

 Patriarch, Persus

 

House Of Varoche

 Patriarch, Paul John Victor Varoche

 

House Of Alstion

 Patriarch, John Alexander


 

An invitation also goes out to the dragonsblood who have taken on no house name and style themselves as Renai


 

[5 PM EST - 25th Thursday]

 

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With a nervous and shaky sigh, Theodosia tucks the letter away after giving it a third read over. She had avoided her brother, nephew and cousins for this long, but perhaps it was time for the hiding game to come to an end. 

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Paul John Victor Varoche smiles as read over the invitation, “It would be my pleasure, friends.”

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A young dragon would grab hold of the invitation, inspecting it. “I will be there...” he’s mutter. 

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21 minutes ago, Dyl said:

A young dragon would grab hold of the invitation, inspecting it. “I will be there...” he’s mutter. 

Laurentina scowls as she recalls such a young dragon, though permitting herself calmness in order to attend the meeting.

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Commodus makes plans to kill his kin through alchemist fire when they all meet, stowing his vials away in his priestly garb.

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Anabel scowls at the mention of her late husband, folding the letter closed. She offers the messenger boy a simple nod, inhaling sharply as she prepared to attend the meeting of dragons.

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Janosz had spent the whole day working and writing, A bird flies to him with a letter attached to its leg, Janosz raises a brow as he opens the note, Reading carefully whats written on it. After finishing reading the post, He’d fold it and slip it to his pocket. A smile appears on his face as he gave a singular nod before muttering “Let us discuss.” He prepares for the meeting.

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Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. 

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