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[!] A MISSIVE CONCERNING ROWAN LAETHERYN [!]


Norman Osborn
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Numerous dark cloaked figures visit cities and settlements alike, nailing the following message written with letter stamps to any notice board they could find.

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Let it be known by all that the Mali’ata Rowan Laetheryn has been discoverred a servant of the Titan, a Herald of Azdromoth in light of newly attained evidence. Offer her no quarter or entry to your lands, for she would see the Titan’s influence spread from Oyashima to the Rimevald.

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"Who the hell made her a Herald?" Allant muttered in dismay, lips creasing as he peered upon the missive and talked to himself.

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"In light of new evidence?" An elf would question the missive. "And they've the audacity to scrawl such defamation on no apparent basis?"

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A dragon-kin would grumble at the words written on the missive, quickly burning it to ashes.

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A fellow herald mulled over the missive and misspelled name, though recognized it instantly nonetheless. A plethora of thoughts swelled in his mind as he thought back to ill-fated moments with the spoiled-rotten follower, not a single time to his memory positive in any light. "Such a travesty to see the Laraethryn name tarnished so foul, so brazenly in the public." He gazed over the pinned postage, momentarily considering leaving the notice in Haelun'or upon its nail for all to see -- but he instead marked out all that defaced the Titan and the Laraethryn name, instead leaving what portions declared her mali'ata. Haskir strolled away from the post, ebon tail swaying just above the roadway.

 

"I still don't remember to who she is bound by blood."

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Maehrir Dovian reads over the missive before crushing the letter in his hand. The High Elf shakes his head "Damn it all. You had to commit to such an impurity? Tis horrid you are now mali'ata..." he mutters with distain, bitterness in his voice as he looks westwards to see the sun set

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A wandering Paladin would too receive the missive! Eyeing it over with extreme curiosity, before nodding and wandering off.

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