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The tilruir would read the missive in a quiet corner of the College, taking a break from the usual routine of writing classes. "I wonder what disgusting filth will the Councilors command next time." he adds, uncertain whether this missive ought to make him puke or die of laughter "May Kalenz Uradir forever rot in dirt." he'd conclude taking note of those that would've signed such a decree and, with a disappointed sigh, burn the missive prior to resuming his work.

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13 hours ago, thiccpazuzu said:

 

Seth sighed deeply to Maenor. "Aye, with your sound requirements for a partner, this doesn't apply to you. . . Is this maybe an attempt to court that new Okarir'tir?"

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Bakir Ireheart squints his eyes making sure he wasn't seeing things before going to re read the letter "Wot teh fok?"

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Friedrich Barclay Looks over the missive he confiscated from one of the Cadets of St. Karl after a training. "What in the?" he asks himself from his office before going to pass it over to his fellow sergeant Joshua Sirsk.

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Athanas Naromis stares at the missive in his hand, the one-arm high elf's expression a mix of disgust and amusement. A chuckle escaping from his lips. "...for a moment, I thought this was from Sutica, not from Haelun'or... you'd expect them to at least be more discreet or relatively sensible in their descriptions..."

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Finnadh cringed so hard he accidentally blinded his left eye with his quill while trying to write his dissent. He screeched in agony. 

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"when did they become so repressed" comment an elf

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A lone elf dyes his hair blonde and embarks on the ferry to the Silver City.

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"What the actual ****...?" remarked Andria as soon as she read the title of the pamphlet. Refusing to read its actual content, she chucked the entire thing into the fireplace. Staring off into the distance, the elfess began to consider revoking her own Haelun'orian citizenship.

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Vergil Goldhand mutters to himself after reading the missive with a confused expression across his face. "Malin's wish o' fillin de forests is returnin oi suppose. Belka is gonna 'ave a 'ay day wit' dis one." The priest chuckles to himself.

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The 16 year old Caesar Einarsson Kvitravn would be sitting by the clanhouse firepit reading the missive. "Wot teh **** are yeh 'igh elves doin'?"

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