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  1. Operator_Bugman
    Orin stared at the missive as he passed into Norland for a visit and sat down for a moment to understand it better. As one of the last people he watched grow up passed away he simply sat and stared before trying to speak in a more lighthearted manner. "Well.. no one was given the wheelchair.."
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    Another old keeper stared down at the paper with a sadness in his eyes and muttered to himself. "Speaking of heresy with such emotion, I wonder what Aedan would have thought of this notice if he was still here... would the farettos have run off too?"
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    I don't personally see the point in this sort of alchemy, however I am not one to argue against new ideas because I do not like them as some do have hidden potential. I see some possible ideas in the realm of housemages with alchemy to use these potions in conjunction with their magic. However past that it may simply become another set of potions in the ocean of potions for some obsessive person to collect. (Edit, forgot to add this) Don't care however, +1
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    I do like the idea of a tent plugin, as of right now there is no way for nomadic people to rp properly as you can't build just anywhere on the map.
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    How does it feel to play on this server for a whole 7 years, did you take any long breaks during your time here?
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    Orin Ve'lvenest had been given the news far in his home to the south. He shed no tears beneath his mask nor could he bring himself to. He simply readied his home to care for the child who was now his along to handle. "Little Ellir'igne, I hope you grow greater than me."
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    Orin quickly read the note and tucked in in a small bag along his belt "It's always a Freysson or some Rurik. . . I think I understand why Aedan hated them so much."
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    Orin stared as the letter passed onto his desk, though he skimmed the letter he stopped on the mention of the funeral and sighed "Damnit Aedan, why did you leave me to handle funerals."
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    Orin sat in his home far off in the south, and sighed "There goes the last true Purifier, a bastard of a man. . . wish he'd fight me again."
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    Okay I have to ask, how many characters have you played in total, just a general number.
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    Orin clapped his hands together as he heard this, after he stood infront of the court and nearly made a fool of himself he was oh so glad the negotiations had not gone poorly.
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    based
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    That is... actually a good argument. Yeah that makes sense in how it interacts with the rest of the lore piece.
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    Oh boy more lore to read that I will never interact with In all seriousness it's solidly written up +1 (actually no I'll edit it quickly, I don't particularly like the new range of sight for a Seer FA, 8 blocks feels a little small compared to the 20 we used to have. Dealing with 20 blocks now is still painful, 8 block sightline would feel more like punishment.)
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    A Mali passed into sleep beneath the canopy covered way of a dense swampland where light would not reach his skin in sleep. Upon his resting he began to see a vision, a dream of something that did not settle well with his already breaking mind. He woke up in a rush and looked around him in the forest to see nothing but the lights of early day peaking through what branches he could see. He hastily wrapped his head and hands back up so no part was exposed to the light of day and from there he began to wonder. "What mess have I gotten myself into, involved back into the affairs of Haelun'or.."
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    Very long and drawn out, a painful experience to read through. My eyes bleed now. +1
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    Orin Ve'lvenest clapped his hands together with joy, "A good thing the Red Faith was not included in this list, otherwise I might have had to actually worry for once."
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    Heard word of this and thought for a moment before continued on with his day. 'Two baroness's lost their lands in such a short time... maybe that position is cursed.'
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    *read the invitation with a smile as he looked down at his red clothes* "I suppose my clothes already fit the occasion... now I wonder if this will be like the one in Haelun'or?"
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    Orin Ve'lvenest was cleaning glass shards his workstation when the news reached him. He dropped his broom and dustpan and fell to the floor in a fit of tears. "We never got to celebrate much together did we?"
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    I quite like this idea, I can already picture airship battles spread out through the sky +1
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    Orin Ve'lvenest shook his head at this letter "Of all people they pick the only person I gave a potion, All that time and it'll go to waste in an instant." He tossed the missive to the side as he continued working in his study.
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    Orin Ve'lvenest stared at a wall full of masks he had obtained over the years; ceramic, fabric, and even wooden masks decorated his sight "Now which one should I wear?"
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    Orin Ve'lvenest sat back in his chair, a look of confusion on his face as he read further into the document "The Dawnlord? The Code? Have I missed something so important through my studies, have I skipped past some major detail through all those old scrolls." He rose from his seat, panic taking over his face as he ran to his study thinking 'No No I could not have possibly missed anything this important...'
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    Orin Vel'venest dusted off the old scroll and lit a torch nearby, reading with intent. A quill in his right hand pressed against a sheet of parchment began to scratch out the words 'Concerning Brothers of the Hearth' He muttered to himself in the low-lit room as he scribed the words out on the new sheet "If only I had met you Arthas, I think we would have plenty to talk about."
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