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Princess Rowena grinned as she received her invitation, preparing her best dress for the ceremony and her armor for the joust.

Calla von Theonus dropped the glass she held as she read the letter, tears beginning to fall freely as she scanned it over and over again to make sure she read it right. As the reality of the letter slowly sunk in, she found herself slumped onto her couch, staring blankly into the fire as she attempted to compose herself to no avail. "He's with Isa now... he's truly gone." At the bottom of the letter, Calla added in a little note, as if she was going to send a response back to her dear friend. 'I'm sure we'll see each other soon enough. But until then, give Isa a hug for me please.' Calla rose from her seat to find her husband and get a much needed hug. @Tremerus

Calla von Theonus planted a flower near the newly constructed Theonus family crypt, in honor of the man her kin had fought side by side with. "Rest easy, Master at Arms."

Calla von Theonus squealed in excitement as she read the missive. "It took them long enough! Oh, I must put together a wedding bouquet for Yvaine!" The elderly woman then gathered a basket of freshly baked cookies to bring over to her nephew and future niece to celebrate the news.

Princess Rowena of the Petra waved her mother off as she went on her journey. As she watched Catherine disappear into the woods, Rowena thought herself to be lucky that she was afforded a relatively quiet childhood, unlike the little Queen. (OOC: I’m on mobile and don’t know how to change the font, suffer with default text until i can edit this)

look mom it’s me! yippeee i love seeing my trans friends, shame they have to disappear until next year.

Princess Rowena had given chase after Eriantiel and the 'ame who escorted her, rounding the corner of the alleyway to stumble upon the portal. She had marched in with the rest, the little 10-year-old with her trusty mace, intending to try and save her fellow Princess. Instead, she learned a brutal truth of the world. Sometimes, you lose the battle. Sometimes, you lose a friend.

Nikoletta Colborn stares at her cabinet full of carrion black, reaching for a bottle. She tilted her head back, chugging the whole bottle in one sitting. "For Aedymamej Amaya. Ea hope she says hej to my mamej and papej, they could use some good company up there."

Princess Rowena read the missive her mentor put out, worry filling her expression. Her tension lessened once she read that Aimo still wished to train her. She looked out the window of her room, deep in thought about her future and the future of the knight order she was training so hard to join. "I hope I can become even half the knight you are. And I hope you can keep teaching me how to be better." The Princess crumpled up the paper and spun on her heels, racing down to the barracks to keep training.

I'm grateful for so many people on lotc, a lot of whom don't play anymore. I met best friends and a partner through this silly stupid server and I'm lucky to have stumbled upon it. @discojazz, @Diaolos, @Moo_bot, @_AquaticWolf_, @NestroPapaya y'all won't see this post, but I appreciate you guys so so much <3 @Destructokeith, @Itz_Cookie, @Tremerus, @beetle, @PufferfishTrash, @Rosey, @Travisty, @Tav, @ratlordmagic, @Maevlin, @Generic , @Heart_Spam, @Deets, @Zaerie, @ColdestPepsi, and any others I forgot to tag. I love y'all and I'm glad we met through this silly little mineman server. my favorite thing about lotc are the people I've met through this game and the stories I get to create. This server has both good and bad, and there's a reason I've stuck around for almost three years now (that's a little scary).

-⊰ A MESSAGE FROM ⊱- -⊰ WRITTEN BY ⊱- HEAD PHYSICIAN OF THE PETRA -⊰ THE YEAR OF OUR LORD 1965 ⊱- When I founded the Vallagne Medical Society over 30 years ago on the premise of free and accessible medical aid to the citizens of Petra, I truly never expected the trials I would have to go through, or that I would be leading the Hospital for so long. I have seen Petra through war and prosperity, and I am very, very proud to be your Head Physician. But now, as I grow older, my hands are less steady, and my eyesight worsens, it is time to pass the torch on to a capable leader. Marisol Solis has been my assistant for over 10 years and has grown into a competent, hardworking, and dedicated woman. I do not doubt that she will be an excellent leader and teacher to Petra's new generation of physicians. As for myself, I will still help the physicians and teach lessons when I can, though I’d like to enjoy a quiet retirement with my husband. I would like to say thank you to every Petran who has shown me love while working as your Head Physician, along with Renilde and Catherine. I know I leave you all in excellent hands, and again, from the bottom of my heart, thank you. HER LADYSHIP, Head Physician of the Vallagne Medical Society, Former Governess to Catherine I

Princess Rowena prepared to bring snacks and a sleeping bag for the event, along with reading a few spooky stories to share with her new friends.

Calla von Theonus clapped her old friend on the back, a bottle of whiskey in hand. "You've earned a good retirement. Now, let's get so drunk we can't walk."

Princess Rowena eagerly showed the invitation to her siblings and cousins, so excited to be invited to the party! She made sure to set aside her prettiest tiara for the occasion.