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see's the woman putting up the signs, but before she can hammer one nail in; ''Madam 'ave yer'god teh'permission from teh' Owners to do this, I mean, yer'signs a lil'creepy, explaim more to me luv'.''

"B... but everyone puts signs up here!" She whimpers uncomfortably.

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Im mearly tryin' to 'elp teh'poor lass, obviusly confused, People wunt' infomation rather than ''we luv'yer'.'' repeated twenny'times in A sentance.. T'is like she wunt's to get mocked''

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"B... but that's all the information there is! O-our family loves everyone, a... and we want everyone to feel the same!"

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he mutters ''So basicly all yer'are is one big twenny'four seven orgy? Bah!'' Smirking as he walks way

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((*silently wishes that Markus' wedding goes horribly, horribly wrong.))

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*Looks at it...*

"Oh Annabelle... Ill love to be part of your family"

* Briza signs name*

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Taps his lip a bit looking at the paper,

"The name Annabell sounds familiar..."

So he took the paper and rolled it up in his hand, tossing it into the river, as he mumbles,

"... and never in good terms."

Walks away from the board.

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Bydal returns to the sign, looking at it rather longingly. "I-I think i-it would be w-wiser to kn-know the people th-they let join before s-saying that th-they love everyone. . . They m-most likely d-do not care a-about me." Bydal touches two fingers to the paper before leaving it sitting where it was left.

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((It seems Asulon is not ready for the love :< ))

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Sauros clucks as he leads a dozen cows with bells around their necks and passes the study wooden board that is frequently tortured with nails as they attach many requests, advertisements, and complaints. lowering his staff as he nears the board, he clucks with disapproval as he reads the note from Annabelle Cyrus. Flashing his disfigured teeth in bewilderment at the contents of the letter, he speaks to his animals and a few passerby after he finishes.

"Wah't is this lettah' abawt'? I reh'kun this child is pam'pured by hur' parents and has so mawch' time on hur' hand as to bothur' wrah'ting this silly stuff. This must be wah't this envirun'ment doos' to peepul', I wawld' beat a child if he waste his aw' hur' time with this, atleast write sawm'thing more elaborate and bew'tiful, not this silly pah'nderin' abawt' I Lah'v Yoo' and the sort. I wah'nder wah't it wawld' take to get hur' littul' family awt' of their industrious hawm' in this nation and try and live and survive instah'd of sitting heer' pompaws' and living in a carefree state. Perhah'ps I shawld' invite hur' and hur' family to my nomad camp awt' in tha' desurt' and have hur' try and survive a week.

Contemplates writing a response, but after running his hands under his leather jerkin covering his chest and being unable to find a quill of any sort; Sauros smiles as he notices one of his cows leaving fresh dung under the letter and lets out a cackling laugh wrought with coughing and snarling at others disturbed with his words.

"Silly City Fulks', wah't yoo' lookin' at!"

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