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IMPERIAL DECREE | END OF REGENCY

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Cyrus Basrid smiled at the news, "His Imperial Majesty is merciful and wise, god bless him and his family."

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A mori screams in dismay that the emperor is calling off the FUN

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"Avistra must submit to the will of the Emperor. I pray the Valmonters and Huntwells will listen too." Spoke Ser Niklaus the Hummingbird of Avistra as he waited within Avistra's newly-built city. "I am glad the violence will, hopefully, end."

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Phoebe raises a cup to her Emperor as she plots the movements of the Black Church within her borders. Death to the Undead.

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"Nooo I slept through the fight nooo" Cries Timmy the Tiber, who slept through the fight because he was sleepy.

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Sir Humphrey pleads for the Emperor not to forcefully make the map stale. 

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Pharazôn sent flowers to the Emperor, for his triumphant victory over his illness. Oh, wow!

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"May the Emperor bring an end to this mindless violence." Bid Yanick Altwegg as he read over the missive.

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"His Imperial Majesty takes to health once more," Junco murmured, gaze slipping over the missive. It arrived atop a pile of mail, some about extended warranties on carriages. Her focus split from the missive momentarily, counting out a measure of Drake's Tail, the Avistran continuing in her potion creation. "GOD is good and kind. His light graces the Imperial family, knowing we must focus our attentions on the spawn of the dark."

 

 

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"This is one of the WORST Emperors in history." Quipped the quipping Patsy Tiber, who didn't know that the fate of the rest of the Tibers.

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Ser Aviel read over the missive, short and to the point, after the events of the last Saint’s Day.


“The Emperor’s recovery has only strengthened his resolve t’ protect those wit’in his borders, especially against traitors.” The Helfgott Patriarch hummed to himself, pulling the beret of Cassius Tiber out of his pocket and looked at it. “If only ye heeded my warning, Lord Tiber, ye wouldn’ have had t’ paint the side o’ your keep red. Either way, I feel yer fate was inevitable.” Aviel spoke to the hat in a know-it-all tone, hindsight allowing him to recount that open-ended threat he made to the Baron of Hartwell within the halls of Myrine.

 

The Avistran Knight thus pocketed the Tiber-colored beret and set the missive down before procuring a mug of booze to celebrate the occasion.

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