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"You chose well, and now, House van Aert's levymen are at your service."
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"Never enough can we get new allies. The hospitality upon House van Aert - and his loyal levymen are yours. May you return the same to us." States a welcoming Palomar.
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Palomar gave praise to Count Gaspard for another swift victory!
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Palomar Believes Gaspar paid the artist to make him look better.
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Sleep like Van Aert. Eat like Van Aert. Live like Van Aert. Palomar is doing his part!
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Reynauld was in complete denial, refusing to let go of Erich’s death. “No..” The only word he could utter before he broke down, recalling memories with him when he was a mere young adult. The first man he considered as a friend was gone.
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Somewhere in Reinmar, Reynauld is in complete sorrow after catching word of the another close acquaintance departing from this world. "First Erich.. Why must it be you now Henry?" The farmer weeps for a few nights missing his only friends.
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Application: IGN: STBNL Character's Name: Reynauld Gant Bow or/and arrows needed? Yes
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The lad is just another Haeseni laborer just as his father, grandfather and theirs were. The natural Northern temperature was a disaster, wiping out the majority of the feeble males in his family of having difficult insolation in his lodge. Now resulting the entire work load to be handed off to him cutting off his young adolescent freedom. Meanwhile an older sister of his managed to be sway into a marriage to a man that held onto some more coin that aided on feeding the boy. The field taught Reynauld the basic necessities to survive, however with no proper etiquette, he speaks with a blunt demeanor and cannot read. Growing up in the more lower class, he made 'friends' who occasionally fight and steal at another, assuming it was normal. Eventually he learned on having a keen sense of fending for himself. Around his early twenties, he was kicked out of his sister's abode. He caught word of men besides the inner city's notice board. Discussing works of joining the Royal Army of Hanseti-Ruska. Repeating the words he now hopes to become a footman, aware of the potential risk, he was willing to feed that stomach of his.
