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A Formal Writ of Apology


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         I am never too proud to admit when I am wrong nor am I too stubborn to apologize. And that is what I must do here. To the Bren family, at large I humbly apologize for any undo scandal and slander that has arisen from this unseemly affair. Through the actions of others, allegations and slander rained heavily upon them and I am to shoulder the blame for this, as I did nothing to dissuade these troubling remarks about a family as steep in honor as the Brens. Those that have spoken out of turn and that have spewed such vile rhetoric have been chastised and admonished by my own hand and any that continue to do so are no friends of mine.

        To Edmund Bren, my honorable opponent and the Mayor of Kaedrin that all future Mayors must rise to match the bar he set; I first wish to extend my deepest thanks, from my sister I have heard of your stalwart defense of her and Kaedrin at large from bandit attacks. Without your aid I shudder to imagine what may have befallen her. For that I wish to give unto you a stallion as a token of my appreciation for your heroics. Secondly I wish to convey my deepest apologies for the slander and scandal that so plague the election and its direct aftermath. Things had been said and done that unjustifiably undermined your honor, this fault lies firmly on my own shoulders and with that in regard I humbly ask for your forgiveness in that matter. As a means of compensation a sum of 7000 Imperial Marks will be delivered unto Mr. Edmund Bren.

Sincerely,

 Padriag Patricio.

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Heahmund watched over a servant hauling back the O’Rourke coin to the Bren lands as he muttered to himself;  ”Gingers, hmpf.”

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Roland Bren stared silently upon the writ of apology, offering a firm nod. It is good to know when to back down, seems our fued is over. As I’ve spoken before, I expect not to see another accusation. We don’t want to apologise twice now, do we?” the old imperial soldier would grunt – a sigh parting his lips. He’d sit within the Bren Manor, drinking with his family after the settlement. 

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Edmund Bren nodded his head up and down as he read the letter, folding his hands on his lap “Let’s leave this whole mess behind us and look forward to a prosperous future.” The Bren stroke his mighty beard as his ego doubles in size.

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