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Audrina would headpat Alex "Couzin it zays zhat mein Mutter is running for Alderman!" She then walk over to spot her father passing around missives. Begin helping spreading the missives "Mein mutter ist zhe best vote for her!"

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Otellia's eyes beam seeing the lunar designs. She would be drawn to it and begin reading the information aloud "This would be beautiful to attend!"

A certain ginger elfess randomly feeling proud of her daughter @TeawithFrisket Meanwhile. . . A Waldenian woman would finally catch up on all the missives she was able to come across. She simply pinch the bridge of her nose understanding truly why she walks a knightly path. In her home she simply mutters to herself as she signed the Lorraine cross "Gott Mit Uns." She stores away the missives in her desk before she turns away to leave out of her room to start her trials.

Otellia taking the time to read her letters as she skip pass certain missives of politics and news but would stop upon a invitation. She smiles in being a proud aunt not by blood. "This calls for a special brew!" The short elfess would shuffle away into her brewery.

Raell Taliame'onn sits outside the once Kanavainua seed house in a garden she tend to. It was quiet of any descendent kind as she began to remove of any weeds and invasive species from attacking the four specially plotted flowers. Thinking of what is to become of her and excitedly ready for it. Her eyes widening "Ah, I should probably read that letter I received." She turns to go back to the calming zen state of tending the garden.

Otellia reads the missive not ever owning a shoe.

WITHIN THE KANAVAINUA SEED HOUSE the curly hair elfess wander in to what was. Remembering the stories told that day when she was initiated in. Looking down at her tattoo mix with the surrounding environment, this brought her back when she was first introduce to the culture. Not knowing much but she was guided quite well. She even conquer her own fear which was to be free. "Ahernan Chieftess and may you be set free. I hope that Nemglan watch over thee."

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VIKELA’S KRUGMAS TAVERN NIGHT 13TH OF MALIN'S WELCOME 107 S.A Posters would be hung throughout the west ❆♪♫❆ Jwaye lèt-vakans Jwaye lèt-vakans Jwaye lèt-vakans’ehya wyn 'nouvo Kalem ❆♪♫❆ “To the tune of Feliz Navidad” STOP BY THE LOVELY WHITE BEAR TAVERN TO CREATE AND REMINISCE JOYFUL MEMORIES OF CURRENT AND KRUGMAS’S PAST. Along with activities and sing-alongs, the evening will also include a contest to make a gingerbread house, with the winner taking home 50 mina as the big prize. So, whether you're young or old, come put your skills to the test! Additionally, if you chance to be wearing the tremendous costume present, you will receive 100 mina as a gift! So dress up as your favorite Krugmas elf or troll! Alcoholic beverages, non-alcoholic beverages, and holiday treats will be available for just two mina apiece. Larissa de Astera, Vaen'lian, and Otellia created and brewed each item with affection. Signed, Larissa de Astrea Ehrendil “The Shirtless King” Otellia Taliheiuh

The strawberry blonde elfess would open her letter and smile as she sat on the ground near a fireplace somewhere in the north. "How kind of a gesture. Look darling, we are not forgotten about!" She happily waved her letter in the air beaming with a smile towards her husband.

A certain elfess was confuse at all the decorations. Not knowing it was prep for the festival. She loved it anyways.

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[!] A letter with a wax seal of a snake surrounding a crystal ball with lilac flowers would be sent back, hopefully making it to the user. The letter read in aurum-looking ink upon purple paper. Dear Distant Llir, I have been away far too long focusing on my own endeavors, I hope to tell you all about it within that location. Perhaps we can enjoy it over a bowl of oranges. But it brings a smile on my face that you welcome a Protégé once more as I've been trying to pick your mind for decades. You inspired me greatly with my current and future students but I seek to see this current perspective of yours. I feel too far away from the knowledge you hold therefore I seek. And even if I'm not granted the honor, I will continue to seek it. I may not offer much, like always, other than my loyalty and my own perspective. If allowed I would also like to teach more of such to my most worthy members. Keeping it all in the sphere of course. Sincerely, The Wanderess [!] The same symbol from the wax seal would be stamp once more with aurum-looking ink next to the signature.

Raell continues mixing cake batter as she stood inside the Elysium Bokolo Tavern™, reading the missive posted next to her. "Oh my oh my. I suppose I can make more of my carrot cake to bring to the event! Maybe have a nice tea for those that don't drink." She sighed shaking her head "Oh so many things to do for a little ol mali."

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Alona Heartstring Vanari sat on the floor near the dresser, reading through the designated letters for her eyes only after hearing of such news. The elfess replaying the scene as she watched her aged Hyspian sister leave, not fully certain if it would be the last time. The mali sat in silence hugging her beautiful, one of kind Monet bracelet close to her heart. "Another candle shall be lit. May you have your peace my deary."

A certain 'ker reads the missive under a tree in Celia'nor. A grin as she pockets the note and would pull out parchment paper to write on.

Alona tending wheat to classics Meanwhile Otellia.. Little bit of everything while making items. Rose playing vibes on a Taglharpe or Lute Amlet in his feels

Alona smiles "Ah my sister's new chapter in life- so happy to see." She turns on her heels planning a gift basket. "I wonder what that spice is like in a stew!" She raised an eyebrow as she purse her lips, an audible "Hm!" As the curious elfess went on her day.