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WRIT OF ABDICATION | 1919

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Viktor looks upon his father's deeds proudly from a place above, even if he could not have lived to see them fulfilled. He awaits the day the two of them can be reunited.

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Justinian sighed, getting asked to partake in democracy once again. The thing he hated the most. Such is the irony for authoritarians. 

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"The only Duke of Adria to have ever won. It was truly an honor to serve under him." Remarked a Greycloak Sergeant as she prepared for what comes next.

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Renata sheds a tear for the man that introduced him to Adria as well as the Greycloaks, and is honored that he was able to serve his motherland, and it's now former ruler, Heinrik.

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"A Duke who fought for freedom, and won." Nimueh bowed her head. "I am proud to have served under you, Lord Heinrik."

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The Greycloak gaurd saluted the Duke one last time "Heinrik gave me a home when I had none, for that I will forever be in service to him"

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The Son of an Dorfer-Acrean would read the missive as he sits on Acrean hill watching the folk begin to repair his former land. "Well. These Adrians managed to remove another kingdom off my land so my ancestors can now finally rest properly. A good Duke, he was. Kind but fair." He would scratch the back of his head though at the thought that Gustaf's body, if truly dead, and those elves were never seen of again.

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"The County of Varoche is a part of the crown lands... not this heathenous Duchy of Renatus-Adria."

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And with that the Azdrazi packed his belongings as him and his men hit the roads. They whistled a beautiful song as they journeyed to their next adventure!

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"VERILY, A PITY," Vanhart brooded as he stuck his fork into a chicken, and raised the carcass to his mouth for a bite. "IF I'LL NOT MEET HEINRIK ON THE BATTLEFIELD, IT SEEMS I MUST CHALLENGE HIM TO A DUEL PERSONALLY."

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Josefina Barclay scoffs. "Da, of course, just abdicate and then niet tell half of the rightful electors whenever this new duma will be."

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"Moy will see what becomes of home now, papej." Suzana lit her father's cigar from across the parlor window, the courtiers of Emalyne that pranced about to ready the forthcoming Dumapalooza becoming yet another inconvenience to the anarchy of her day,

"Henry said this jest all they needed to end their coalition - but y do niet believe him to be true. Y believe they would rather see moy in w grave. Y can only ask GODANI for his mercy."

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"Heinrik abdicated..?" commented Ludmilla, reading the missive from what was now her home. "No... He can't. None is ready to step up..." she added, tearing the missive into pieces.

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