WAS IT ENOUGH? [PK]

[Laeonathan 5889]

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Absolute legend

 

[Damien H. Buckler 43]

Bojangles of Adria sat in his home quietly, preparing passports and potions to be made and classes to be taught at the institute. He was  fully absorbed in his diligence that he missed the Duma. The man thought nothing of it until he was left a note. The man looked down at the notice, his Duke -- was dead. He paced around his room, muttering, regretting. The great Zygmunt Euler was dead. The same one who alongside many others uplifted him to who he was now.  He silently paced, thinking of what he could've done. How could he not notice the duke's ailment?  He saw signs for certain, but he didn't press.
 

However, he had no time to grieve -- the best way to honor the duke's memory was to do his best for his fellow Adrians. The Dean of Medicine was now more dedicated on his work than ever.

Ave Adria.