Fuzzytoes

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John Alexander d’Arkent The night was dark in the Workshop, John has spent plenty of hours here where endless and uncountable. Since his years as a child his great uncle Pruvia has always taught the boy everything he needed to know in life. Doctor Pruvia would always tell the boy: Be strict, be proper but, always be kind. These ideas were the pillars of the life that John Alexander d’Arkent always stood by. From a young age, even before he could be allowed to join the military he assisted the empire in all needs. Only taking money if it is necessary for him to pay his taxes on time. The love he showed the Empire was strong but the love for his own sister and brother was the strongest bond of love he ever knew. His marriage was one of contention but through the struggles he found a lovely wife. The love he found for his wife was not of pity but of shared struggle. She carried John through sickness and struggles. Her management of the house and warm smile was the only thing he could ever want from a hard day of slaving in the workshop. His merits were plenty although John never considered himself a “front of the store” type of personality. He had always worked for the Home office and treasury positions even before he was considered “proper” to work at these positions. Instead of clawing for rank or power, John instead poured his life into the quality of his work. John never wanted anything more but the life of others around him to improve. Even if that would mean taking a lesser position or even a thankless one. Sadly through days of constant work and the tireless pursuit to improve himself. The young noble pushed himself to the point of exhaustion and overwhelming stress. The days of burning candlelight and breathing the heavy smoke from his workshop finally took their toll on him. Although his death was a sad one we must not weep for a man who devoted himself to the happiness of others before himself. For him, his duty to the country and his family could be the only payment the young noble could ever want.

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I, Jimmy Leblanc, Master Sargent and Quartermaster of the ISA. Want to personally thank mister James Fisher a simple lawyer for our common folk, for donating 3,000 unit of steak for our troops in the coming war. I also want to note this man also donated the highest amount of Mina for government to give to the ISA set up by our pristine governess. I welcome all citizens of the great Oren empire to donate for the coming war. May we be victorious against these heathens in the coming months. May we all stand with brave soul and strong mind.

I canceled it. Enjoy the win. :)

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Jimmy Leblanc held a salute as he was at the bedside of the General. "I tried my best to make your passing as painless as I could, General. May you rest in peace, sir. It was an honor."