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Isabel Fenika Mondblume is proud of her younger sister for writing this!

Esmeralda Guenevere reminds Andora that she's her daughter, she's automatically invited!

La Boda de La Luna y El Cielo 10th of The Deep Cold, SA 58 "No importa que nos separe la distancia, siempre habrá un mismo cielo que nos una." It’s with great honor and pleasure that House Guenevere is announcing its first ever wedding between Matriarch, Lady Esmeralda Mariana Guenevere and her partner, Lazelle Luvelia Leroux. The wedding will follow Mesoakaln-Hyspian traditions in honor of the family’s heritage and history. The ceremony will take place in the Elysian Gardens as officiated by the one and only Lorna Dolorem. At the beginning of the ceremony, Lady Esmeralda will bestow Lazelle a wreath of dahlias (La corona del Amor) as a gift from herself and the lands they are from. When they exchange rings, Lady Esmeralda will give her partner ten family coins made out of ferrum (Monedas de la Familia), which represent grace, unity, prosperity, perseverance, and acceptance. During the vows, loved ones of House Guenevere will approach the couple and place a wedding lasso (El Lazo) upon them, symbolizing unity and commitment. The lasso will be made of colored silk sewn into the shape of a heart. When the ceremony ends, the wedded couple and guests shall partake in a parade full of dancing, cheers, and singing. Elysian citizens are encouraged to join if they wish! The parade will last until they reach the wedding reception. There will be plenty of Mesoakaln activities, food, and drinks! For attire, everyone is encouraged to wear what they wish! Bright colors are heavily encouraged. But please refrain from wearing white or beige due to this being the color of the bride’s dresses. Guests are not required to bring gifts, though they are appreciated. Special Invitations Are Sent To The Following: His Grace, Eugeo de Astrea, Duke of Elysium and his noble pedigree @Suicidium His Grace, Evar'tir Oranor, High Prince of Elvendom and his noble pedigree @Bhased His Lordship, Amaesil Vuln'miruel, Prince of Elvendom and his noble pedigree @The Media Wizard Her Ladyship, Aylin Reede de Astrea, Heir Apparent of Elysium @Charbi His Lordship, Esmond Reede de Astrea, Heir-Consort of Elysium @SpaceOddity His Excellency, Ser Reinhardt Barclay and his noble pedigree @Capt_Chief26 His Lordship, Ser Carlos Mendez and his pedigree @Ziggitee Her Ladyship, Lotte Dolorem and her pedigree @marslol Her Ladyship, Liluth Solros and her pedigree @Sunflower Her Ladyship, Amethyst Vanari and her pedigree @Amethyst_Starry Her Ladyship, Alona Heartstring Vanari and her pedigree @MokoMochi Her Ladyship, Frisket Monet Vanari and her pedigree @ScarletFrisket His Lordship, Volk Mondblume and his pedigree @0zark His Lordship, Takumi Saegusa @Niru Miss Rina D’Avre and Mister Roy D’Avre @Sunflower + @CombatRolePlay And to anyone in the Elysian Army and Elysium Medical Institution Signed and Penned By, Lady Esmeralda Mariana Guenevere, High Council Member, Elysian Post and Postal Founder, and Head Event Collaborator Lazelle Luvelia Leroux ________________________________________________________________

Forever Sailing 3rd of The Deep Cold, SA 58 [!] A painting of Captain Maya’s ship, The Blauw. Maya Bishop knew. She knew. It was a gut feeling, a headache. A superpower of her own. She always knew. Quickly before she left the lands again, she spoke with a friend in silent whispers. She handed them a box. A box full of things. Things she didn’t need anymore. She boarded the ship without a second thought, ignoring the pounding headache she had. She continued on with her duties. Ordering her crew around, fixing the sails, doing captain things. Nothing out of the ordinary. Soon, the darkness had filled the sky as Maya did another check around the ship. She glanced out to the waves of the sea, realizing a storm was approaching. The headache resurfaced once more. At least she was happy with her ending. She would be Forever Sailing. Months passed. Years passed. It was time. Maya’s friend, whom she spoke to before boarding her ship, finally decided to deliver the letters and items that were in the box. The letters go to the following: Cillian Castaway Adrianna Irene Darkwood née Barclay Charles Darkwood Ser Reinhardt Barclay Clarisse Barclay Friedrich Henryson

Esmeralda Guenevere reads over the invitation with a smile!

Esmeralda Guenevere perks a brow when reading the missive, "He's the son of an heir, not the heir. Burros."

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Isabel Fenika Mondblume stared at the missive, unable to think. She glanced out the window from the tavern room she was hiding in. "Godan, godan, godan," is all she could say, hoping that her onnt was okay.

Isabel Fenika Mondblume is wondering why there is another twin baby with her name...

Isabel Fenika Mondblume decides it's time to sew and make new dresses to show off her heritage!

A Letter of Distress 12th of the Grand Harvest, SA 53 [!] A painting of all Lucina’s fourteen cats: Lady Nori, Lady Vex, Lady Bluw, Miss Latte, Mr. Snowball, Mr. Crawdad, Barthalemeow, Purrsephone, Engelicat, Shakespurr, Eurikat, Cleocatra, Catniss, and Zelda. The eldest daughter of the Dolorem-Kvitravn family sat on her living room floor with her fourteen cats surrounding her. She stared at the blank parchment paper that lay in front of her, trying to figure out what she wanted to write. Surprisingly, the piece of paper didn’t grab the attention of her cats but she wasn’t going to waste another second. Her hand reached for the quill, beginning to write away… Once she was done, she headed on out, determined to solve this mystery. She put up her letter all over the Lubba's Keep, hoping to find some answers soon. _______________________________________________________ To whomever reads this letter, Coward. You’re nothing but a coward. You broke into my home when I wasn’t there. But yet, you didn’t take anything. Not a single thing. All you did was break my doors down, leave your dirty footprints all over my floor, and left my cats in distress. How dare you? How dare you break into my damn home and cause intense stress for my children! Do you even know the amount of damage you caused for them? You traumatized my poor babies. Barthalemeow no longer sits by the windows, terrified to see a stranger's face. Or Eurikat who no longer waits by the door for me and Lady Nori who doesn’t bother coming out to enjoy the rain. How dare you do this?! You’re disgusting for breaking into someone’s home, making them and their family feel unsafe in their own home. I hope your mother, the person who birthed you, is disappointed in you. May the rest of your days be filled with agony and pain. I will find you. I will hunt you down. I’ll take you apart myself. I’ll take all of your minas to cover the emotional distress and damage you have caused. I’ll do what I need to do to avenge my precious babies. This is not a threat, this is merely a warning… Or come forward to avoid this mess. Signed by, Lucina Eiriksdottir Snowell Dolorem Kvitravn _______________________________________________________

Isabel Fenika Mondblume is wondering why there's another kid with her name.

Isabel Fenika Mondblume blinks, "And isn't Johann an adult already?"

Emerald Ferinn Guenevere smiles happily - knowing that Amicia would be so proud of her daughter right now. Isabel Fenika Mondblume laughs as she looked over to the invitation. She passes it over to her dear friend, Valentino Mendez (@marslol), "I wonder if she manipulated him into marrying her, the way she manipulated vy."

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Isabel Fenika Mondblume laid in her bed, staring the wooden ceiling. Her jaded eyes studied the patterns of the wood as the confrontation between the four of them replayed in her mind, over and over again. She was torturing herself. She felt so much guilt for not doing more. Could've she done more? Was last night truly her fault? Then whispers scattered about by her bedroom doors making the young Mondblume sit up, squinting. She couldn't quite understand what they were saying but something in her told her to go and ask. And so she did. Isabel threw the covers aside and hopped off her bed, walked over to the doors. "Vhat's going on? Vhy is there vhispering outside my door?" she questioned. "Vy havenmavre't heard, my lady?" spoke the servant. "Nie..? Vhat is it?" "Ve young Kortrevich lad haz fler ildan," they state in full New Marian. A memory hit, the same memory as of last night when Nikolai first arrived to the Keep. "Run Lord Nikolai - go!" she had cried out from the balcony. She was having dinner with her close friends, her talonni’ikru. She wanted to save him from all the glaring, whispers, and lectures they had in store. But he fought back and stayed as everything went to chaos. But in the end, he did listen to her. He ran...

There is no magic in the Lubba Keep.

Isabel Fenika Mondblume glances up at her mother with a nervous smile. "Da, we must."

Emerald Ferinn Guenevere shakily held up the letter, almost tuning out her husband's voice when he read it out loud (@wowsirss). Their teary eyes stared at the stone walls of her home, still not being to process anything. The more she stared into the void, the more Amicia's words echoed in their mind. "You've bloomed," whispered the dying de Astrea to Em and Lotte. They remembered the expression on her face - full of pride, love, and satisfaction despite not looking the part. It was something Emerald would never forget. She held themselves up by holding onto Lotte's arm as Lotte held onto Amicia's hand, almost as if she was guiding her to the Seven Skies. In the end, all Em could say with a shaky breath was, "... You helped us bloom ... thank you." The memory was taking up most of Emerald's attention to even bother noticing her husband returning to work. She sat there, unable to move. Frozen in time. Staring at the words as the memory continued to replay in their mind. "Tell them I said hi," Em whispered to the void before breaking down into tears once more.

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Lucina Eiriksdottir Snowell Dolorem Kvitravn reads over the invitation, humming quietly to herself. Her eyes wander over to her younger sister, watching her do her little act. A small smile spread across her face as she stood up from her seat, "Maybe let's not go as vampires since they are being currently hunted - perhaps we can dress up as fairies? Even maybe a princess?"

The Elysium Autumn Festival 20th of The Amber Cold, SA 45 “Entre las flores nos reciben y entre ellas nos despiden. Among the flowers they receive us and among them they say goodbye.” [!] A painting of the bustling Elysium square, filled with citizens preparing for the upcoming Autumn Festival festivities. To the Citizens of Elysium and Her Allies, As autumn blooms across the Duchy of Elysium and her subjects, the orange leaves are a sign of the times passed from summers onto brighter horizons to come. In celebration of such a change, the Duchy and the De Astrea family would like to welcome Elysium’s denizens and allies to the Elysium Autumn Festival - a three day event consisting of dances, spirited activities and events fun for all ages. Any and all are welcome to participate in the various events laid out over the course of a few saint’s days in good faith to the allies. DAY I. — AUTUMNAL MARKET — 22nd OF THE FIRST SEED The first day of the Autumn Festival is dedicated to the prestigious and hard-working artisans and farmers of Elysium. Stalls shall be set up for shop-owners to display, sell, and show off their wears in the Elysium Gardens. While citizens pursue wares, there will be other events taking place! Apple bobbing, snail racing, and even a chance to dunk Elysium’s very own Duke, Eugeo De Astrea. DAY II. — FANG-TASTIC FAIR — 23rd OF THE GRAND HARVEST The second day of the Festival is a day to dress up as anything one desires and enjoy the festivities as someone else for a change, and with a sweet twist. Children will be able to dress up and hunt for candies throughout the town, with a hay maze located on the castle’s first floor. Whomever can finish the maze first is given a crown of potential magic properties, making them the Autumn Festival Maze Ruler! DAY III. — DÍA DE LOS MUERTOS — 24th OF THE SUN’S SMILE As the final day of the Elysium Festival, this will be a final celebration of love and life. Lady Emerald Ferinn-Guenevere brings upon an old Hyspian tradition of celebrating and honoring the dead and those who have passed. There will be memorials and altars dedicated to deceased loved ones for those to pay respects and leave offerings. During such, there will be a masquerade ball for allies and friends to enjoy the final day of the Autumn festival and it’s festivities, accompanied by music and dance. Signed, Duke Eugeo de Astrea Lady Aylin de Astrea, Heir Regent Minister of Interior & Foreign Affairs Lord Esmond Reede, Department of Culture Chancellor Penned by, Lady Emerald Ferinn-Guenevere, Elysian Post Founder Event Committee Lotte Dolorem, Minister of Health