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Kendrick Nightingale laughed upon the missive in the square of Arichsdorf. “Imperial Soldiers attacked? Those were the Aurelian.” He smacked his knee with great amusement. “ The haenseti king is as dumb as rocks.”

Sergeant Major Kendrick Nightingale smiled upon the parchment. “Finally, I get an excuse to kill a dwarf.” He’d kick his feet whilst sitting upon an oak chair within the confinements of his office in the Bastion.

Sergeant Major Kendrick Nightingale stared the missive blankly before moving it aside. “Who?” He’d ask himself at his own desk.

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“ Just a big bird. ” The Nria-Crane shrugged it off. “ Not a worry, the great lunaran guard and Elysian army will save us! ” The Ker exclaimed in a sarcastic tone, laughter would follow the hollering from the man.

The Ker stared at the missive briefly before setting the old news aside. “Only caring for the Vanari, I’d have to agree.” Folded the missive up as he spoke to himself in his private chambers, setting it upon a candle so it may burn into ash.

Ensign Kendrick Nightingale would march down the halls of the Officer Corps floor, reaching his office he'd enter and lock his door. Peering over the missive that sat upon his desk. "Another one of our High Command has passed, How much more shall we lose til this world is satisfied?" The Young Officer would query, a gloomy and aggravated expression formed. "I demand a Twenty One Ceremonial Cannon Fire for this man and will not stop until we get such." Kendrick exclaimed loudly to himself within his office.

En. Kendrick Nightingale quickly glanced over the missive, nodding and bowing his head. “May you rest now, General.” The young man stated before sliding the parchment beneath his papers and proceeding with his own work.

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Feast of House Nria-Crane 13th of The First Seed, S.A. 65 House Nria-Crane is delightfully announcing it’s first ever feast! Please come and join the family to celebrate their new beginnings. The clan is starting back on its feet after a long hardship. The dinner will be hosted by the one and only, Pyrin Nria-Crane! The young ‘ker will give a tour of his home, followed by the dinner, and will share and tell stories of the history of his clan. His Grace, Eugeo de Astrea, Duke of Elysium and his noble pedigree Her Ladyship, Aylin Reede de Astrea, Heir Apparent of Elysium His Lordship, Fitz Reede de Astrea Her Ladyship, Nisreen Reede de Astrea Her Ladyship, Annore Reede de Astrea His Lordship, Alphonse de Astrea His Lordship, Lord Commander Ellathor Vanari and his noble pedigree Her Ladyship, Dr. Esmeralda Guenevere and her noble pedigree Her Ladyship, Amethyst Vanari and her noble pedigree Her Ladyship, Alona Heartstring-Vanari and her pedigree His Lordship, Takumi Saegusa and his pedigree Her Ladyship, Liluth Solros and her pedigree Her Ladyship, Lorna Dolorem and her pedigree Her Ladyship, Acaele Aylir Hawksong and her pedigree Her Ladyship, Fillanore Puerokar and her pedigree His Lordship, Aech Amberace Anarórë and his pedigree His Lordship, Ahmanu Chaephyra and his pedigree His Lordship, Volk Mondblume and his pedigree His Lordship Fal’leon Odinson and his pedigree His Lordship, Roy d’Avre and his pedigree And to any Elysian Citizen and the Elysium Army Signed and Penned By, Lord Pyrin Nria-Crane, Member of the Patrician Council and Chancellor of Books and Ledgers OOC: Saturday, February 26th, @ 7PM EST Nria-Crane House -2498 / 101 / 36

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Imperial Field Report Regarding Smugglers East of New Providence This saints day a group of Imperial Soldiers encountered a group of smugglers who had snared a Minotaur within their traps, prisoning the beast into a cage within their fort. The group of soldiers led by Acting Captain, Thomas Galbraith. As the battle progressed further, I had taken note of a recruit single handedly finishing off a Minotaur whilst the Imperial forces challenged the Smugglers that had seized control of the outpost and were preparing to ship out the beast for profits. In the end this resulted in a loss of the Imperial Soldiers as the Leader of the Camp had slain most of our men, forcing Acting Captain Thomas Galbraith's hand and calling for a strategical retreat. However the Smugglers did not go without hinderance, losing a large percentage of their men and the prey that had trapped within a cage that was previously intended for shipment. The Imperial Soldiers are without major loss, succeeding in two of their tasks. Halting the beasts shipment and forcing the Smugglers from the camp. Signed, Ensign Kendrick Nightingale [OOC Disclaimer: This information is known to all with access to Imperial State Army Records.]

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James Madron shakes his head in utter disappointment from the Seven Skies.

Qadir Al Nabeel cowered behind his father, Qamar, as the men tried to attack him. Scared of the fire especially.

[!] A missive would be shipped out to Orenian citizens. From the early quakes of midnight to the dripping dew of dawn. An old man lays bedridden due to age and heart sickness. His eyes sag and his pores filled, his body weak, and his breathe drawn out. The old man but a victim to the horrors of the Nordling War, the MRA battles, and The Sheep War. He’d go to think back upon all the events that occurred through his life. Before taking one last breath and falling limp, Sir James ‘The Enforcer’ Madron had passed on to the Seven Skies.

Sir James ‘The Enforcer’ Madron received the letter whilst bedridden. “Serves them right.” The old fellow then coughed as his old and strained body couldn’t take to applaud justice for much long.

This incident occurred twenty four years ago. With no leads and going as far to say zero cooperation from Cillian O’Rourke over the years, we will be closing the case. All investigations and arrest on sight orders shall be shut down first and foremost. The conclusion of this case being, Anton d’Amato-Orlov shall be presumed dead. With due regard for the d’Amato Orlov Family, this will be James Madrons final case as an officer of the law. However if anyone has information on this please step forward to the Ministry Of Justice. Signed, Sir James ‘The Enforcer’ Madron

Pyrin say silent within his private quarters, head held low, and his hands clenched upon the missive tightly. “Spasiba Herzen Reede.” The Mali’ker’s thoughts raced over the mental states of the Edmonds kin and beloved. “To what will happen of her?” Stated curiously. “Wielkae epaem cehz.”

Sir James 'The Enforcer' Madron smiled proudly at the missive. "God Bless our Archancellor, a great man with great ideas and views."

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Sir James Madron smiled proudly. “Ah more tissue.” He’d use the missive to wipe once more . “How kind of them to send me this.”

Sir James H. Madron frowned at the missive in his private quarters. “Shame to see the old Solicitor go. Silly as it may be to leave scraps of his immense fortune to the boy he’s had for years. Age must’ve gotten to his head after all.” The knight stated as he tossed the missive out.

James Madron nodded, realizing he had been out of supply, he’d wipe with the missive, tossing it away as he did so. “It probably wasn’t important.”