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Avaion looked at the missive as she settled back in bed with her new journal, knowing she will keep a close eye on the stall for new items.
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Dear Family and Friends, If this letter finds you, I have passed. Over the years my heart has slowly fallen behind, something I planned to not hide but hide I did. Please know this was not out of some twisted will to die, per my youth, just acceptance of my humanity and a dying flame. I am sorry for what I have missed, the joys of family, hunts of days pass, fighting for the nation we grew with. Though I do not know if some of you will ever read it, I will write of you like the fondness of youth. Sissle The woman who took me in, raised me as her own, denied to claim me as her daughter, then did so years later only to suffer such a wound her memory faded. Our connection has always been a trifling one, something that put so much strain on my want to be loved and to have family. I miss the woman she was, though I am proud of what her form has become. Though I am not entirely sure what has become of her. I love you Mama, I miss you more than words can describe. Iulius I thought it would be a fantasy to find blood again, but you proved me wrong. Carry on your legacy, continue to build your family, and never forget the scrappy child that kept to the tavern. That is what I want you to remember, please. I regret not being there for any of the family, the fault is mine alone, though I am happy to have seen the children grow from the sidelines. Thank you Iulius, for being there and teaching me a thing or two. Livius I am sorry for all the pain you have gone through, though most dumb luck, some sheer devastating. I will regret not being there for you just a bit more, we never did have that family dinner. Perhaps you can share some wine to the wind for me and we can call it even? Better yet, share a round or two with those we know and knew. Though perhaps I have you to blame for some of my alcoholic premises, for that I forgive you. Hans My darling husband, I am sorry for never reaching out as much as I should’ve. You deserved a better wife than I, though I miss and enjoyed our moments together all the same. Thank you for writing that alchemy book for me, though I suppose if I pass then there is no reason for me to keep it. Teach the world the good of alchemy, and never stop doing what is right. Please forgive me for not being there enough for you, for our marriage or our bond. Please do not be sad for too long, I am resting now. One day maybe we can see each other again. You all should have access to my property; someone will drop off a key upon my death. Take what you'd like for memory or otherwise. Sincerely, Arvia Rowena Hesperia Shiori Haverlock-Hargrave Frey Stroheim
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Renna Odessa stared at the missive in silence while she drank hot tea. The old and heavily faded Haense flag sat folded in her basement, catching dust in the dim light. "Krusae zwy kongzem, oh how I miss those towering red walls." She threw the missive into her fireplace before walking to her balcony to stare at the flaming tree, a heavy sigh falling from her. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Eve Beliee had picked up the missive as she was riding through red snow-covered woods to the west of Norland, casually looking for herbs. As she read it a frown formed and a small, yet sad, weight lifted from her shoulders. Her birth nation would never come back, like she had hoped it would.
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Renna found the fresh missive after looming more linen. “I suppose I could offer some knowledge and create more outfits.” ——————— Arvia checked her mailbox and found the paper, reading it over before deciding she needed to get back behind the bar counter.
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[!] Noticeboards across Azuras gain a new paper face to their wooden boards. The Blushing Star Arrives . . . What is sold inside? Many things are to be sold inside, spanning over several different trades. ✯ Clothing for all ✯ Jewelry and Accessories ✯ Child's Toys ✯ Trinkets and Tidbits ✯ Random Finds Come inside and find what you like. What if I don't see something I like? Take a look at the commission corner, look and understand the prices and place a request for your own custom creation! ✯ Attach you name and a way to reach you ✯ Describe what you want! The more you write the better I can understand what you want ✯ Place it into the barrel and I will get to you as soon as possible ✯ When your custom commission is completed a letter will be sent and left in a secure location till you can pick it up Come Visit Us In Norland Located at Market 4 Near the Tavern
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Arvia returned north after receiving a rather confusing and worrying letter. Only when she spoke with an old face did she hear of what happened. Resentment bubbled up once again, she remembered Haense’s falling, and the similarities felt far too similar. It was only after she went to check on her mother ( @Calise11) did she even read the missive. “I will not stand to see my home, my people, and my family be tread upon like this.” Arvia would ride back to Reinmar and collect her things and her child. A note would be left for Hans on his bed.
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Hi, I’m looking for a player who would like to play my character’s adoptive daughter Danika Yeliza (no that is not a last name). She’s had the baby since she was born roughly 5 irp years ago. The description goes as follows. Crystal blue eyes stare at those nearby through frizzy dark curls, her cheeks are rosy compared to her pallid skin tone. So far I’ve rp’d Danika as a curious toddler with all things around her, but it’s completely up to you on how you’d like to play her! More information on who her mother and family are would be discussed in DMs. I plan to make a base skin for whoever agrees too!
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Arvia read the missive with a small smile, “At least some can still find happiness and love these days.” She raised a tankard of mead, ready to watch the two be wed.
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Arvia picked up the missive, checking the aviary daily for her certificate. Blank eyes guided over the page before it was tucked away. “Listen to stories and serve patrons, hnn sounds like a normal day.” Quietly she went to sit behind the counter, silent and still.
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🔥 Emberheart Healing 🔥 Are You Having Thoughts Of Self Doubt? Are You Feeling Overwhelmed With Daily Tasks? Has A Relationship Became Strained? Then come speak with a counselor from Emberheart Healing! We are a counseling office that offer individual therapy, couples counseling, child and family therapy. We will listen to your worries and try to offer solutions to your problems. Your mental health and safety is our top priority. Book an appointment today or walk-in at our location in Norland at Keeper’s Fall 6, under the Ashen Tree. Consults are free and one session costs 50 mina. Arvia Hesperia
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Gossamer's Revel: An Eve of Mystique and Levity
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Arvia looked at the missive as the visited Haense, ice eyes looking up at the large castle. “Sissle did say to socialize more.” She turned away from the pinned missive, riding back to Norland as she planned on a new dress. -
An elf sat within her home, grumbling about a break in and a once compadre gone rogue. The woman steeled her heart, and windows, if he decided to stop by again.
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MC Username: ForestCryptid2k Character Name: Rainne Babblebrook Character Age: 36 Profession: Baker & Fisherman Would you like help finding a profession? : Yes [ ] No [X] Do you have a burrow within the village?: Yes [X] No [ ]
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After Sasha broke the news to Kelpie, the two of them rode in silence to Jun Lei. And once Xil led them to the clinic, did Kelpie feel the grand weight of what had happened. Kelpie, once having seen the body, leaned over to kiss the cold lips and offer a final farewell. "I loved you, and I always will love you." - "My shining star, forever you will have my heart."
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An elf with hair red like flame sat extinguished in despair, her home gone, husband away, her friend like brother missing, and now someone she had once seen as a sister was dead. Crowley mourned the loss, glasses shattered besides her as she felt the first death that would come with her lifetime.
