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THE HARVEST CONFEDERATION, FROM ASH AND FIRE


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Ser Uther continues his mindful watch over the Acrean wood, torch in one hand and spear in the other, happily humming along to some old war song or another.

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24 minutes ago, argonian said:

"FOA stands for Follower of Alija, by the way," a learned Minitzer adds.

 

A decrypted and likely deranged Elf instinctually tenses up at the passing whisper of the aforementioned acronym upon alien winds. "I find myself with the sudden inclination to recall Snowy Fields..."

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"NO MORE KINGS," a veteran of the war shouted, and looked beyond the borders of the liberated fields...there were still common folk in need of progression and liberation from the stagnated inbred.

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26 minutes ago, argonian said:

"FOA stands for Follower of Alija, by the way," a learned Minitzer adds.

 

"TRUE!" approves Graf Leon

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"Where's Alstion?" Wondered the young Prince Joseph.

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The Duke of Blackvale stares at the coat of arms as presented. 

"They say imitation is the greatest form of flattery." He concludes. 

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Aloisia nods approvingly - but she wonders how Hannes could sign the proclamation. Perhaps it was an old one that only just got to see the light of day?

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4 minutes ago, Fie said:

Aloisia nods approvingly - but she wonders how Hannes could sign the proclamation. Perhaps it was an old one that only just got to see the light of day?

"The buxom elven maidens who kidnapped Hannes send us his correspondences from time to time," Stanimar says aloud, for no reason at all, because it's not like he can read minds or anything. 

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Thereafter did the King Superior Ultimate Knight Lucifer Sugon get that surgery to right his facial features.  Woe was the great man, grinning far too often at pieces of paper or indulging in increasing volumes of alcohol.

 

As his Haenseti wife cried in the next room, hugging their child.  This paragon of 'something' had neglected his treatment for the past year.  The doctor, already warning 'gainst the consequences, shoved another note through the door, after walking by 7 rows of aurum plates on the floor.  King Superior Ultimate Knight Lucifer Sugon began screaming in a room devoid of life, his stitches coming loose as he began once again to grin.  Tears streamed down his face as his mouth began contorting to that same grin, as he began speaking to the empty room...

 

"Augh....  Ish new era...  Serve...  Oren right.  AUGH hate....  dah wigs"

 

As Lucifer tried to hold it back, the suns smile wretched the last of his stitches from his face, that same compulsory smile as he began crying again.

 

"Momma!  Augh dun wanna be smaug anymuah..  Prease...  HAULPPPP!"

 

The man, now suffering constant bladder issues after licking blood off random dirty blades, continued to cry as schizophrenic ramblings continues.

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Hannes rushes over, scribbling finely on a brightly colored note, posting it onto the original document as an errata and stamping his seal onto it.

 

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3 minutes ago, argonian said:

"The buxom elven maidens who kidnapped Hannes send us his correspondences from time to time," Stanimar says aloud, for no reason at all, because it's not like he can read minds or anything. 

Aloisia nods gently. "Ah! That does make sense... Wait ho-!"

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Petra would clap in her far away abode having been banned by her mother from Acre, but she still supports and loves the Harvest federation.

 

/me farms

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Amongst his farming duties, a certain Charlie Charles Alstion wipes away at a bead of sweat slipping through his brows as paused for a moment, gaze set upon the work before him - trees felled, soil tilled, Vienne demolished - his mind on the thoughts of his own residence being built along the River Petra. Content, and with a smile, he concludes, "It's Harvesting time." and so the Prince broke it down harvest style.

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