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Enid Eyrah loved her niece very much and thought the missive was very cute. 

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8 minutes ago, Ireneically said:

Laughter is a Powerful Tool

"THIS MACHINE WILL LISTEN TO THE MIGHTY FAIRYTALE LAW OF THE OVERLORD LOMINZIL! LAUGHTER WILL BECOME TIME'S BLADE!"

 

And so It laughed in its robotic and monotone voice that echoed throughout Numendil.

 

 

"ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

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The young prince Arnuzôr would assist his older sister in spreading the word about the streets of Numenost. Stopping before every person handing them a flyer regardless of if they had already received one, "Your story is your own!" he echoed Lomi's words.

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Eldacar the Red read the missive the best he could, nodding along as he stumbled across each line. "Whoa, she's really good..." he muttered, seemingly shocked as if he were reading the sacred scrolls of children. 

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The O'Rourke Heiress read the pamphlet, a few times over, a fond grin as she read the law out loud. 
"Law that many a person should live by. Wonderful that mea sweet nieces are lead by such an amazing princess." 

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Laurir Yera of Celia'nor puts up a couple copies of this law in various places for those she knows to see.

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An older knight sat in his room with the post of Fairy Tail Law laid bare upon his desk, Eldacar Marsyr flicked his gaze to it then towards a nearby painting hung upon the wall. He smiled wide at her blonde countenance before returning to the list, naming off the creed.  "Kindness is always a good choice. . ." The words seem to linger in the quiet room. "Suppose you're legacy endures, my friend"

 

". . .I should go make some hot chocolate"

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Hadrian read over the missive, a massive, beaming smile etched across his face "I told you Lomi, the world will know your name. We will carve our own path in this world. This is just the start." He held the missive close to his heart, as if the parchment could feel his heart beating. After some moments went by, he folded the missive, placing it in his pocket 

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Tereza Eddlynne Barrow gazes at the missive, nodding to her dear friend, the author. That first rule seems to ring through her chest, as she gazes idly upon her reflection in the window. 

 

A grim set of features, heavily hooded eyes that spelled constant disdain. A sharp nose, like that of a witch, and hair blacker than night. 

 

Her gaze drifts back to the Princess. Her everlasting frown lessened, just a bit. 

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so peak!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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A young Godunov passes across the missive. She did not know the author personally, but a smile still crosses her face. "Dobry lessons to share with the world," she decides, hoping such sentiments would spread to the rest of Aevos's youth.

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Emrys Glennmaer was offered a pamphlet- more like it was shoved into his hands. He was now an (un)willing member, he supposed.

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