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The withered, half-mutilated hand of a vikingr-druid, Thor, clutches at the missive, something he collected in his journey. His eyes, beady, and wet, squint at the words littered on the missive--but from his years in the forest during his death-trials, he had forgotten how to read. So in his journey, the vikingr requested for a passing layman to translate it. And when it was translated, his lips curled into a frown. 

 

"A horrible choice,"

 

"I suppose, in their eyes, we are not druids, and so, they have neglected men for elves."

 

"Scoria, do you agree with this?" questioned the norn-warrior, but there was nobody in the area. 

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A knife carved away at unfinished projects, the Prisgoth still contained a fair amount of bother; Unfortunate for him, Sonna put a stop to his grandeur plan, removing a play card from a thought-out scheme. Despite it all, he still held respects for the Elder; Mali'ame, she was - and so is he. The pursuit of greatness and longevity outweighed petty squabbles and prolonged grudges.
                                                                                                               Under one banner, may they finally be whole again.

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"Mmmm... I thought the druids there were her most loyal subjects.... I guess not."

 

Ember mused from Amathine's beaches. Enjoying the only thing they had that she enjoyed 

 

"The beaches here still remain wonderful. But I was right I guess."

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6 minutes ago, Frisket said:

"Mmmm... I thought the druids there were her most loyal subjects.... I guess not."

 

Ember mused from Amathine's beaches. Enjoying the only thing they had that she enjoyed 

 

"The beaches here still remain wonderful. But I was right I guess."


Caius Prisgoth attempts to search for the Helious remnants, but even those remained irrelevant!

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Cast away was a barbaric looking weapon - an axe with many notches, and many a tear to its handle. In its stead, a leatherbound scroll and well inked quill were taken. The unsatisfied eyes of the wielder narrowed as the elf's maw curled into a slight grimace - their most serious expression. So rose Sulcelia, preparing for upcoming diplomacy, and to fully reach her potential at her mother, the Fox Druid's side. 

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4 hours ago, Frisket said:

"Mmmm... I thought the druids there were her most loyal subjects.... I guess not."

 

Ember mused from Amathine's beaches. Enjoying the only thing they had that she enjoyed 

 

"The beaches here still remain wonderful. But I was right I guess."

"I AM HER MOST LOYAL SUBJECT. REMEMBER THAT MISSY! I SHALL REMAIN HERE UNTIL THESE LANDS ARE NOTHING BUT ASHES." SCREAMED AVA RANALETH. PROUD FLEEPER OF AMATHINE!!! @JJosey

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Jarad would look at the missive delivered to him by one of his follow captains in the Celia'diraar. "Hm, i see" he said before placing the missive in an extensive filing cabinet "Prosperous under Kosher and his heir, then a slow decline after we left almaris" he said with a chuckle "Well, I did tell you this would happen eventually, guess this is just proof that i was right" he said before going back to more important tasks with a light hum

 

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