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"The good Koeng will be waiting for many moons, if he expects the Aaunic government to behave like men." Sonorously declared Alexandra von Alstreim to her elder cousin, Marjoreya. She grinned with the vigor only conjurable by a Haeseni, though she silently mourned the brothers against which she would soon raise steel.

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Otto Ludovar prepares the Hussars and doubles the mining within the mountains. “We must be ready.” He told Amleth.

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"The talk of being a man comes from an adult who felt the urge to slay a nineteen year old unarmed boy for a mere jest, by the way. It seems that the paranoia that infested his father's mind now infests him as well eh?" Basik stated, shaking his head.

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Saskia van Aert wrote a raging letter detesting the King of Hanseti-Ruska for multiple issues. It was a passionate affair, this letter, filled with every complaint she ever had with him, ending with the death of this poor Aaunite man. It was a true magnum opus, describing every fault they had. Alas, when the letter came to the court of Haense, the ink was muddled from rain and illegible.

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The Haeseni Squire pondered on the future of his people and of the vile lies spoken of his King.  The man was a good soul - no man of his caliber would have fallen prey to such misdeeds, especially not Aleksandr.  Mikhail let out a heavy breath, staring up to the cold sky, and muttered under his breath a single phrase,

"Krusae Zwy Kongzem."

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Jamukha, the Horsemen, idly comments "A grand ballad of the city dwellers will be sung to mourn the many lives lost in this conflict. May the Gods hold steady and guide us Humankind to the right path."

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“Was it truly necessary to kill our poor boy? He made a jest, common in our enlightened lands, a light hearted one at that,” Emilio sighed for the poor innocent lad, slain by a Hanseti tyrant, “It must of hit too close to home. He shall be avenged, your savagery is your undoing, you ball-less king.”

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Upon hearing the news, Fyodor travels to the neighboring Drusco and speaks with Lord Edmond. @Calvin_

"He writes like a man, I'd only hope to see him die like one. With how he's been acting, he'll die a cowards death." 

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“I suppose they don’t want any hot cocoa,” mutters Queen Amaya as she stuffs a bag of oversized marshmallows into a dusty broom closet.

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"Ah can 'ear the cryin' all th' way from 'ere. Someone ge' Stassion their bottles." Sigmar Baruch put on his sleeping cap, readied a glass of warm milk and a book on his bedside. He clearly had nothing to worry about.

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Sigrun 'Dragonslayer' Stormhammer grins the moon's grin at the missive.

"WEH GET TOH KILL WOT ES LEFT O' OREN! AAAARRRUUUU!"

He roared out in excitement at the war ahead.

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"Aaunish balls are a rare gift, papej." Ivan commented to his father. "This might have been the only set in all the world."

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"If they had niet wanted the fool dead, they should niet have sent him to his death with their parchments prepared. Et es as simple as that. The Stassion's crocodile tears are unconvincing, and unnecessary." The Duke of Vidaus regarded the spot where the jester had been slaughtered with a faintly amused expression.

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