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A herald rings a small but certainly loud enough bell in his hand, positioning himself near the fountain of Adeodatus. Calling out from the top of his lungs, the herald shrieks out a message:

 

"ON THIS ELVEN DAY, there will be a wedding in the cathedral of Oren! The wedding is between the LOVELY Lady Lorin of House Chivay and the Right Honorable Lord August of House Blackmont! It is at the express consent of both Houses that ALL nobility of the Holy Oren Empire receive an invitation; and gifts are optional BUT recommended! The wedding will take place THIS Elven day((Sunday, 7 pm EST)) and will happily wed the Lady Lorin with the Lord Blackmont!"

 

Clearing his throat, he hops down from the small support stones of the fountain and moves to head on through the capital's gates, intending for Salvus and the city of Kingston to repeat the message.

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((I'm just saying this, but that time is right when Walking Dead starts. I know that there's a good amount of people that watch it so... that might not be the best time.))

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[[ hey guys. walking dead replays at 10

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(( Screw Walking Dead, thats 2am for me... When does this replay Skiddles? I wouldn't want to miss it. ))

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((if only I had perms to steal the wedding gifts...)

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((can i show up as vince vaughn))

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((Meh, we can make it earlier or do it on the forum or whatever. It's cool. I have nothing to do today anyway. XD))

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[[OK IT'S EARLIER HAPPY BOURGEOISIE?!

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((Where exactly will it be?))

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*Mirtok walks out from the gaping doors of Castle Greywynn, kicking a pebble along. With a slight frown on his face he looks up out towards the towering forest across the river.

 

"I miss my wife."

 

*As he stands solemnly at the top of the steps, a Sariant approaches him from across the yard bringing the latest news from Oren. A small pixel tear streams from Mirtok's pale skin and plops onto the ground at hearing the announcement of the latest noble wedding.

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Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.

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