JuJuGivesUp
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Vivienne sat in her quaint home nestled in the heart of Winburgh. Seated in a simple chair, she gazed out over the main living area, a glass of wine in hand. Her attention was drawn to her two children at play – little ones her late husband never had the chance to know, however, children who didn't share his blood. A solitary tear rolled down her cheek, a poignant tribute to Drusco. Yet, as the tear fell, a tender smile blossomed on her lips in her own battles victory had been won. Bring the glass to her lips once more, “Good riddance,” The Marchioness of Drusco whispered under her breathes.
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A young Brezwyck girl played with her toys by a Rychwald tent, humming an old raev tune.
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MC Name: JuJuGivesUp RP Name: Vivienne Lorena Persona ID: 71649
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Vivienne would go to find her brother and sister-in-law upon the news of her new nephew. "This man better give her a break after this."
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Eilidh would hand the paper to her father, "What does this mean?"
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Juliana would observe the strong walls of the city, her large fur coat keeping her warm from the winds that plagued portcities like the one that stood before her. Having been ignoring the man that spoke to her for some time, she would finally look down at him. She would speak out to him, saying "Ahv no wish to speak to you, unless yah plan to give me some Minas for dis bearhide I've hunted.. " upon waiting for the mans response, him not wishing to purchase it, she would walk to the market-square to buy a new horse and sell her bearhide. Her eyes would look from stall to stall to look for potential buyers of her products, settling on whichever was the weakest, thinking those that are weak must import products such as what she had to protect themselves from the cold, not being able to go and harvest the product for themselves.
