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A Formal Greeting to the Descendants


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S'Qineli licks her lips as she reads the missive. The young kha promptly promptly smacks herself. "Mice awr friends. Nawt fuud." 

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Upon hearing of the the sudden emergence of the rodent-people, Quentin Brae -- an otherwise extremely tolerant individual -- would find himself turned to anger. As a denizen of the city of St. Lucien, -- a city plagued with rat assaults -- he would have small reason to trust the little vermin for not being in cahoots with the ratmen of the Undercity.

 

 

((OOC: very cool, I hope ya'll bring good life and variety into LOTC))

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*A man places a giant hunk of cheese upon a plywood contraption.* 

 

"Well, Good Ri'Haskir... Can you eat these things? Cats and mice... Get it....? Ha....Ha?" 

 

@Ryloth

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1 minute ago, _Sug said:

*A man places a giant hunk of cheese upon a plywood contraption.* 

 

"Well, Good Ri'Haskir... Can you eat these things? Cats and mice... Get it....? Ha....Ha?" 

 

@Ryloth

 

Haskir mulls over the letter of tiny handwriting after Thalon pushed it his way, groaning with an irritable flick of his tail. "You're lying. A mouse didn't write this. I think you're insane." He replied in disbelief, refuting the idea of mousemen.

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"Teeny... Bilderz." The Yazgurtan of Krugmar nods slowly to himself as he reads through the missive. "Kor'garr wuld welcome deez nu peepulz, agh teech dem weyz uv Krug... Butz dey muzt bi zo zmawl! Ow wihl Kor'garr mayk teeny tynee wehpunz vor leetle mowzez tu klomp wit?" The grey metalworker then paces infront of Krugmar's forge for hours, thinking furiously on how to make tiny yet properly orkish weapons with his own meaty grey fists.

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A mournful spirit clenches claws, filled with Ebriaetal rage and melancholy as it returns to it's home, finding it occupied by such meager things.....they will be made to pay

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31 minutes ago, Xx_BloodStalk_xX said:

Dark Dael thinks twice before using mousetraps now.

Toffee is happy that at least they have DARK DAEL on our side!

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The Storm Druid was eager to meet these Musin and planned a trip to Urguan right away, preparing to bring gifts but wary of cheese as a stereotype- she would only bring a little cheese.

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Father Paco sweats profusely, noting the growing intelligence of the vermin infestation in this realm. In recent years his parish has contended with war-like rat people sieging their city. He takes his crossbow and quiver from the wall and sits on the roof of the Abbey of the Flaming Covenant, waiting for the oncoming Musin tide.

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On 5/15/2021 at 9:17 PM, LuneAria said:

S'Qineli licks her lips as she reads the missive. The young kha promptly promptly smacks herself. "Mice awr friends. Nawt fuud." 

Do’Ivya nudges her sister. “Do thinkz Qiqi zhould meet them firrrzt, bet the teeny twiny wunz are harrrrd to catch.”  She licks her lips.

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