TWO KINDRED HEARTS

[sarahbarah 7105]

 

T ᴡ ᴏ   K ɪ ɴ ᴅ ʀ ᴇ ᴅ   H ᴇ ᴀ ʀ ᴛ ꜱ

 

⊱𐫰⊰

 

Let it be announced and made known to all within the bounds of Cauróst, and to those beyond who hold the realm in good standing, that by lawful custom and with the consent of kin and Crown, Mahtë and Morwenna, both loyal Caurosians in faithful service to their people and homeland, shall soon be joined in marriage. 

 

This forthcoming union is proclaimed in recognition of their devotion, both to one another and to Cauróst itself, and symbolizes their continued loyalty and affection for one another. Upon the first evening of the Snow’s Maiden, they shall be joined as one household, bound by heartfelt vows and oaths made in the presence of their loved ones.

 

All who bear witness to this notice are invited to bear witness to the jovial union, and to hold the couple in goodwill as they prepare to walk their shared sunlit path. 

 

⊱𐫰⊰

 

[ ʟɪᴛᴜʀɢʏ ɪꜱ ᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴀʟᴠᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ]

 

Spoiler

Wednesday, January 21, 8:00 PM EST

Caras Siol, Cauróst

 

THANK YOU PALLO FOR FORMATTING. <3

 

 

lolol pally wedding

 

[Apotolofo 2204]

An old, retired shaman yawns as she reclines in her chair. . . Her mail comes in, and she flips out the papers to read them over her spectacles. "Hmm hama-hm. . . OH! MORWENNA!" Hera throws down her glasses, stumbling up out of her chair. "HEILWIG! MAEVE! WE HAVE A WEDDIN' TO GO TO!" 

[Unwillingly 18096]

Long have the elven people toiled on the tides of war. Such was often Galahad's sleepless woe, thought the promise of union revelry brought great warmth with it.

[Hiccup392 724]

The mother of many bounced around a Caurosian home, nailing and gluing copies of that unification to each bunk and door within the Sunlit Sanctum.
One disgruntled-to-be-awoken elf found many more scattered about in a frenzy, with the Elverhilin attempting to find Xannic wedding garb to fit the cats of the Sanctum.

@Chase

[Tav 4336]

“Oh, I do love love.” spoke Túrin, leaving that notice in a clutter of others near his bed. An event he’d certainly attend; it’d do him some good to break off from those bad reclusive habits he grew into.

 

[Nectorist 12869]

"A wedding??... and... THEY'RE PALADINS?!?!?!?!!?"

 

"LEITHRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIL!" Screams Galar.

[0mnip0tent 338]

From the reading nook of her own home that she was still getting used to as a newly-wed, Roswyn sat as she kicked her legs.
"It would seem it tis the season in the College of Medicine!"