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A Celebration of Anbella: The Wedding of Officer Grudgebeard and Brynaelda Grandaxe


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A Celebration of Anbella:

The Wedding of Officer Grudgebeard and Brynaelda Grandaxe

 

 

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Saturday 3/6, at 7:00pm EST.

Ceremony held in the Temple of Kal'Darakaan [Urguan].

Party after in the Queen's Bounty [Urguan's Tavern].

 

 

Invitations would be sent to: 
The entirety of Urguan.
 

The Duchy of Elysium & The Kingdom of Norland. 

The Nation of Krugmar. 

The Kingdom of Haense. 
Friends of Elvenesse.
The Village of Bramblebury. 

Friends of the Druids' Grove. 

Friends of Kaz'Ulrah. 

Pizza Place of Oren [please bring pizza]. 
The Free State of Sutica. 
Hogarth Irongut's Ghost. 

 

 

 


 

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Levian'Tol Grandaxe checks the barrels where the special drinks for the occasion were aging "Bout toime teh lass found a good one."

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Nin gives a delighted little sound at the invitation and looks to the other Ungris' wondering if she could clean them up for the wedding. She scampers off to let her clan alpha know, bouncing the whole way. "Wi ihnvytehed tu wehdding! Drek! Drek! Cahn wi goh wehdding? Dey wihll have grub!" She beams up to the towering olog, invitation held up in excitement.

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Hogarth Irongut's ghost smiles down upon Urguan from Khaz'A'Dentrumm. "Ah loike t'ose twuh, ah 'ope their marriage es ah 'appeh un." 

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[!] An Invitation would find its way into Morul's Mail-Box, him walking out into the street and opening it to find the letter folded neatly within the box... Morul opening the letter as a grin forms upon the normally orderly dwed's face, him letting out a chuckle as he looks up from the letter "Protocol 2-SB7 shall begin shortleh eh" he'd utter and place the letter down and walk off into the streets of Urguan.

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"Oh oie do lof ah guud parteh.. aunt Barbara alwahs broug't loveleh pumpkin poie oh oh" he'd hum toothlessly smacking his lips.. "aye partehs are koinda mhe t'ing.." The ancient dwarf, who sat on a little mossy bench near a muddy pond, would turn his gaze towards one of the pond's frogs. "ello?.. oie'm talking to ya aye.. bhe more attentive froggeh .." he'd mumble shaking his head at the little slimy frog which would mindlessly stare away.

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Yazmorra Blackroot lifts up the invitation with a wide grin, she shouts outside the window of her dwelling. "Meh kin! Et es toime tu gat'er yeh foinest brews an' recipes! Belka es blessin' us wit' ah WEDDIN'!" The High Chief forages funky mushrooms from her cave, tossing them into a pot of stew. "Teh best trips are wuns t'at surprise yeh." She snickers.

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