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Grothzark'Dom would find respect for 'The Border Prince' after having shared the pit with him and baring witness to his strength first-hand, then a second-hand, an elbow, and many more blows which would cement their camaraderie going forth. 

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Laurent watches the meeting with a smile as August proves himself a capable warrior, and a worthy leader.

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Helen smiled from one ear to the other as the Rexkhan granted them the lowlands of the jungle. Her hand was raised in tandem with August's as they cheered the occasion.

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Galahad awaits the future to be shared with these friends of Horen. 

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Valerius offers his huge stamp of approval. He sets to calling his banners and constructing High Mount, yearning for the day that peace and order is brought to the Beleth Jungle.

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The mini-Montalt Maude beamed as she heard of the news from her brother Valerius over dinner. "This calls for a celebration!"

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The young Vulnrith came across the missive from within Cauróst. The elf trying to mentally locate where in the unfamiliar parts of the jungle this new grant was. The note was then made in his mind of yet another place he and his sister could stop at during their journey around the continent.
@Phersades

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Father Davide approves of the grant and makes it known to Augustus in a letter. @Halt

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Dimitri the Goblin nods his head as he reads over the treaty "DImitri thinks the descendants in glorious utopia Da"

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"Nice." Said Peter Montalt

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"As our father Krug intended, all descendants united under his banner. Lûp-Ilzgûlz!"

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Eydís read the missive, "Woah! This is so cool." The girl had no idea what this meant.

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Eriette sat at the table with her legs crossed and her interwoven hands rested in her lap. The floorboards creaked as the approaching hunchback moved awkwardly to her side and presented her with a parchment. She rose her left arm and extended her hand out to retrieve it, beginning to scan over the missive with narrowed eyes. 

 

“Go prepare my horse while I pack a few things…”

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