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Ser Trent Tricepts, the Duke of Rozania frowns. Someone has stolen his title again.

From the rolling hills of Arentania Victoria Augusta watches the sunrise. At last, her shackles were broken.

you did good dude, may you find your peace

Ser Trent Tricepts snores just as the Imperial Army did when their false Emperor got captured.

"I like their coat of arms." Says Victoria Augusta

"Good riddance. It's these Orenian Woman that have always been the downfall to our great state." Remarks the infamous Ser Trent Tricepts to anyone who would lend an ear.

Ser Trent Tricepts doesn't know how to read nor does Ser Trent Tricepts live in Haense but if he ever accomplished either of the prior, he'd support Adrian von Audrick for Royal Alderman. No Ser Trent Ticepts were harmed in the making of this advertisement.

An Ancient Adunian Lord bursted into hearty laughter as the missive circled around, eventually landing as a topic of conversation within the white walls of Halstaig. "Perhaps I underestimated your new allies after all." He'd proclaim to a figure cladded in olive-hued armor. "Rebellion runs through our veins." The Lord later cringes as he officially reads the missive and wonders why the Almarian Adunians chose Norland of all places to call home.

"Perhaps the only redeemable Aldersbergian." Mused Victoria Augusta as her orbs scanned over the beautifully drawn map.

alas, another titan takes their leave. going to miss you Lionspaghetti, you're easily once of the best NLs and leaders this server has had. it won't be the same without you.

why be a rock star when you can be THE rock star just saying.

From the walls of Castle Puremont, Victoria sat, gazing off towards the Arentanian expanse and behind it, the sunset. It didn't take long for news of the regency to reach her, but it took longer for the reality of the situation to set in. With a sharp exhale, Victoria moved her digits upwards, pinching the bridge of her nose only to be seemingly dissapointed in whatever thoughts and opinions she had on the matter. "Ah shit, here we go again." She muttered at last.

based, you don't know how long I've been searching for a headless horse pack