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Albrecht Mondblume, also blissfully unaware of Almaris' political landscape, tackles William to the ground as a troll's club comes swinging at the Carolus' head. "Oh SCHEISSE Villiam! Zhey are in ze vasser too! Get dooooown!"

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Albrecht Mondblume tries reading the missive, yet his scrambled brain couldn't make sense of the words. He flies into a blind rage, breaking the legs off the table the letter sat on. Once someone had read it to him he was glad that he had no recollection of what happened, the fact that a young girl had died gnawed away at his mind.

"Mein gott! He is nicht ein homosex after all!" cheered Albrecht, crossing out another date in his busy calendar.

Albrecht overhears a certain Dwarven war-cry!

Albrecht Mondblume prepares to smuggle the poor Edmund Barclay out of Karosgrad, should the need arise!

Albrecht Mondblume sits down upon the grave of his deceased friend Rabbit and absorbs every last word of the poem, finding it rather comforting as he rests his head against the headstone. "Du can alvays trust Mira to write from ze heart."

Albrecht practically jumps at the opportunity to go on another hunt and pens a letter straight away. Full name: Albrecht Mondblume Age: 21 Are you willing to partake in the hunt? Ja ((IGN)): Marron_Craft

"Ain't much, but it's honest work." Remarked Albrecht as he slaved away at the forge.

"Igor.. Du dirty hund!" Albrecht Mondblume chuckles from the back of the Duma hall while listening to Mister Speaker banging his gavel. "Seems like zhat hammer ist nicht ze only sing he vants to slam!"

"Let uns be off! Fur who knows vat vill avait us?" The young Albrecht Mondblume would joyfully remark as he wrapped his arms around his comrades Adrian and William, in between pints of Carrion at the tavern.

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"Fur Brandt! Blood fur Barclay!" was the cry that echoed across the fields of Reinmar that day as the men of the HRA made their charge to avenge Brandt. The young squire Albrecht Mondblume, numb and heart stricken by the loss of yet another knight, used the last of his zeal to plunge his longsword into Bido's spine. It would never bring Brandt back, nor would it ease his Uncle and mentor Cedric Barclay's grief, but he hoped it would make Brandt smile from the seven skies. He had never spoke to him, but only sat and watched in silent reverence as he shined Cedric's armour while the father and son spoke to eachother a few saint's days before the battle. However, as he stood in the dim light of the Reinmar Chapel where Brandt lay he still felt a pang of grief. Squires like him could only wish to become the kind of Knight that Brandt was. Standing, drenched in the sweat and grime of battle, he saluted the fallen hero and walked away.