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Happy Easter everyone! Hope all of you had an amazing time with your families! Christ has risen on this day, with everything going on in the world I hope that everyone on this Earth has a peaceful and loving day. Enjoy yourselves and take a break from LOTC!
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God is good, embrace him.
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Ivan was repulsed. He could not believe the ridicule of the church.
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MC Name : Avslander RP Name : Ivan Persona ID : 56782
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Ivan read the missive, raising his cup in cheer with his comrades, nesttled around a lonesome campfire.
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[!] A chest is delivered to the Royal City of Whitespire, within it contains the bloody entrails of a horse and the tiara of Princess Adeline of Aaun resting atop it. [!] A note seemingly written by multiple people in poor handwriting was found within the chest. TO THE KING OF THE SHITESPIRE, O' “king”, Aaunite demon and damned servant of Iblees, thou who rules over the white tower of the void, reaching towards God, deceiving all those who dwell beneath you, for you are but a damned man of sin! What kind of knight are you, for thou can not slay a hedgehog with your naked bum? The deceiver shits and your army eats, for your mind is as clouded as a hag’s crusty mare. The spawn of treacherous devils, craven blood runs through you, you king of mindless sheep! Cuck of the Heartlands, bitter “lord” of Adria, an idiot before all his folk, a kinsman so brave he has yet to step upon the field of battle, a warrior so mighty he flees to the upper floors of his tower! One so chivalrous he does not stand to protect his kith! O’ lord of the Shitespire, may your name be eternal! And now you, king of unresponding dukes, kiss our arse! Signed, Cossacks of Arpéch [!] A bloodied letter pinned beneath the note, found beside the tiara, when opened by the Council of Aaun and only them, it would be seen in the handwriting of Princess Adeline of Aaun. TO THE COUNCIL OF AAUN, As I write this letter, I sit within the Feast hall of Veletz and surrounded by the men that raided our City and took me Hostage. The men that hold me demand a message to be sent to the council of Aaun, a message that conveys the fate of me. They demand that Aaun reconsider their involvement in the war, threatening to have me punished for my involvement as a consequence of this decision. Should Aaun depart from this senseless war, and return to its state of neutrality, I will be released without harm brought unto me. Signed, Adeline
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MC Name: avslander RP Name: Hans Persona ID: 80598
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Fedor read the missive, nodding his head.
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Fedor ponders about divorcing his wife to marry the old man.
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A man read the missive disinterested, not upvoting it.
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He simply eyed the man, from wasit to head spotting little details which made him stand out from the crowd, such as jewelry and especially his teeth. Afterwards the man took a careful step closer, unused to being on land as he had just spent a long while travelling aboard a boat. He swiftly lifted his fingers, scratching his chin before saying in a rather deep soothing tone. “Misery and chance.” Farnor said, rather haistly and thoughtfully. “There’s always aspirations and goals my friend, but those fade away with age.” He continued on, pausing for a moment. “Eventually you settle for what you’re given, and I haven’t done such yet and it’s up to me to keep pushing.” Farnor calmy laid out infront of the man, giving a warm and charming smile back. “What about you, a local?”
