The First Conclave of Azuras

[Callum 1009]

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ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ᴠɪɢɪʟᴀɴᴛꜱ

 

❆ From the office of the High Vigilant ❆

 

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With the establishment of the Order of Vigilants once more the time has come for the First Conclave of Azuras in order to organise our ranks and begin our mission once more to shepherd the people of Fenn with Wyrvun’s tenants at heart. Every Vigilant is required to respond to this missive or show up to the Conclave or their role and Moniker shall be forfeit.

 

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Wyrvun liewynh y'kaean

-Wyrvun smiles upon us-

 

OOC:

Spoiler

03/06 (DD/MM) 4pm EST

 

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NÚRON ATMORICE, Speaker of the Archonic Council, Archon of the Atmorice Bloodline, High Vigilant of the Order of Vigilants and Wyrvun’s Most Devoted Follower

[Turnipian 203]

A fat fuck off falcon slams into the High-Vigilants windows, cracking it partially, it squawks and gallivants about the table, knocking papers off of it, it bares a note attached to its necks, the Symbol of a griffin imprinted onto the gold covered wax-seal, open reading the High-Vigilant would see only a single line.
Calenwyn Sylric, Vigilant of Obstinance.