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“TWELVE DAYS OF CHICKEENNNNNNNN!” Bellowed Chiyo as he stood behind a sitting Shugo with his bucket of Chicken Karaage before clearing his throat “Sorry I get really enthusiastic about this.” He then had another piece of chicken

“Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse. That’s a lie. They were all out celebrating!” What is the point of an empty space if not to use it? Well that is what is going to happen in five whisker days in Dunwen, BabbleBrook. Where the first observance bash of Musmas is taking place. Bring your friends, family, cookies, and as requested by a friend ugly sweaters. I don’t know why you’d want to wear ugly clothing though but hey up to you! This is your invite reader to come share with us in laughter and joy with the little things in life with the wee folk. We only ask a few things. This isn’t a field battle don’t come over here with your arrows, swords, hammers, etc. And if you can bring a smile and any sweet/candy you want. Happy Musmas! -Sincerely, Do’Spuds Loa’chil OOC:

I third this concern

Is there anything to dispute here? +1

Daal the wingless imp amongst the many made sure to spend plenty of his time jumping at the winged imps like a cat trying to reach a bird on a telephone wire. Tossing out insults all the like such as betting their creator smelt like a Xan kisser

+1 build goes hard

“Never ceases to disappoint me. Top tier read. I wonder if Patches has seen this.” The musin named Spuds asks himself as he finishes the vibrant publication and heads a few doors down to were his friend lives as he left the paper in front of the door and then departed

“A mail service?” Spuds asks himself though the answer was clear that is what it was “This is perfect and just what the realm needs. No more relying on my lazy bird I got.” He said shooting a glare to the old ruffled turkey he still used to get his letters sent off as it lazily looked back at him “Yeah I’m talking about you.”

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ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ A history of the Musin’s newest jolly holiday ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ (https://www.pinterest.com/pin/569142471634799243/) ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ When the wind goes cold and the ground is a powdery, white layer. That is a sign that a time of cheer draws near. Just last Whisker month the Musin of Babblebrook village came together to discuss a new tradition that they have been thinking about for a few years. Looking at the holiday of the orcs known as “KRUGSMAS” they found it was fun and enjoyable, from the concept to the activities it offered and would take this holiday and tailor it to their own tastes and preferences. This action lead to their newest addition to their holidays known as “Musmas” pronounced (Muse-mas). BELIEFS A popular belief of this holiday is that the Giant awakens from his slumber in order to give gifts to his favorite little friends from hundreds of years ago, these gifts can range vastly from just a really good day to maybe finding a dropped mina on the ground. The Giant gives those who have been delightful amazing dreams on the night before. But those who have been bad to the core will receive a horrible nightmare of their actions and their consequences but instead of their victims being in anguish it is them in that position as a punishment and reminder that he wants you to take the time to think of your life and the lives of others thoroughly and make good decisions. PURPOSE This holiday is about baking and collecting candy or any other kind of goodie and on Musmas day giving them out to others who celebrate the holiday alongside you as a symbol of your companionship and wanting to give. On Musmas day those who celebrate gather by any point they choose such as a town square, large tree, or tavern and wish eachother good cheer for the year with smiles and laughter all around. The holiday is observed Whisker yearly in the frigid month. Anyone can observe it and participate. ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ

“Holy rat-paste! She is back.” Spuds exclaims as his ears easily caught wind of the news and then the paper itself to back up the words he heard “I must make it to the event.” With a new goal in mind he’d work on clearing up anything he might of had planned and preparing to put current works on pause in order to make the coronation

+1 he can make a grilled cheese pretty good

Holy cow!

“THE BRRIIIIDGGGEEEE GO GO GONE!” Daal yells in his annoying shrill voice as he scrapes his claws against a stone wall all the while jumping about like an energetic child

A gray Imp Daal called out as he was skulking not far “PRETTY FAR FAR!” he then scurries off like a cockroach

In the room where it happened Daal would reminisce about the action of Sigrun’s beheading. The Templar now the trophy to the opposing force, he wondered if showing it to someone would scare them into standing still for him. But that was a question for another day.

Spuds read the flyer as he slapped his gave a pleased hum “Well I guess I know what I’m doing during my free time.” The musin then stepping into the dining area while whistling a jolly little tune

The recent demonic visitor Daal looked to the missive as he took a bite of it and then looked to his prince “Does she know?” He asked before immediately after exploding into knee slapping laughter enough that he fell off the rickety throne in a cavern deep below @femurlord

Would the age requirement be even for klones that have become younger? Or would it go inactive until the age is reached again?

Sea elves aren’t real silly. Snelves on the other hand

+1 I agree. Only real practical way people are getting them is just blood magic summoning. Excited to see what Bobbox has cooking for this matter

Riddle me this? If it wasn’t meant it be then why are you not called “Wholeflings”? Huh, because you are half elf. Checkmate