NOTICE OF SHORT SUPPLY

[Goon 1614]

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[!] A missive was posted affront of the door of VINO E SIGARI DI FALCONE.

 

A COAST FIRE AT NIGHT, FRANCESCO FIDANZA (1747–1819)

 

NOTICE FROM VINO E SIGARI DI FALCONE

ISSUES IN SUPPLY

 

 

To the loyal patrons of VINO E SIGARI DI FALCONE, it is with a heavy heart we announce that we will be experiencing a temporary shortage of our supplies until further notice. 

 

This past few Saint's years have been a trying time for many, including our family. With the rapidity of changes in humanity, with the war and the death— none have not been granted more than a moment of respite. 

 

Always with war comes fallacious destruction, soldiers who believe they are supporting moral cause by scorching the homes of the layman., and as a result of the brooding tensions, an arsonist has assaulted our homestead. Our family was safe and the damage was salvageable, dio ci ha benedetto, but it has left a bitter distaste to know that one’s persevering diligence can be reduced to ash overnight— in the guise of patriotism, no less.

 

A good portion of our grapevines and tobacco have been scorched, alongside costly damage to our estate, and as a result, the products of VINO E SIGARI DI FALCONE will be in a very limited supply until further notice.

 

We pray for the day that we may resume business as usual, but it will likely be some time to completely recoup our losses.

 

 

 

To whomever set fire to my family’s estate:

 

May God forgive you for impairing our livelihoods, may God forgive you for endangering my family.

 

SINCERELY,

 

 

COSIMO ANTONY FALCONE

MAESTRO DI VINO E SIGARI DI FALCONE

 

 

 

 

 

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courtesy of @hiiampal

 

this screenshot isn't meant to rally people against the aggressor, but we found this in someone's signature and thought it was funny

[CherryBoy 157]

"Third time I've been stopped on this road" the man proclaimed to himself bringing the beautifully rolled cigarette to his lips. "Damned war will see us all poor and on the street this keeps up" letting out a scoff as he continued on his journey.

 

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To the pvp goons, I'm not Orenian please stop trying to kill me. :)

 

[Melpomenne 2032]

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A FALCONE MEAL, CARLO MAGINI

"It is a SHAME." — "O' how they've treated us so. ." 
LAMENTS Ludovica Falcone, brushing away at the bullets of sweat forming atop her brow from a hard day's work: pushing about pieces of furniture, boxes, and decorating all whilst consulting with her closest crow.

"KAW!"

That CROW offered in return, then, flying off without any farewell.

 

 Finally, the last polished desk has been tucking into the last dusted corner, her work, at last, was done. Although, a single task was left lingering at the end of her list.

The woman took a pin to the missive, pressing it into a wall in the midst of a rainy shower- leaving extras beside, beneath the cover of the shoppe's sign, for whomever cared.



 

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