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  1. ON THE LETTER FROM A FORMER SILVER LUBBA Issued at Year 168 of the Second Age My father, Mika Anarion, speaks words of truth. I had tasked him with writing this letter as I have recently given birth to my son, Domonic Uialben. My ministers have handled my affairs for a while now and have acted in my stead. They represent my word and intent as diplomacy should be a matter for the entire state. The concerns of my father are shared by myself. I fear that my father is right, where darkspawn plot to destroy realms and people through any means necessary. I wish to meet one day once we both have recovered. To make things right, we will have to both communicate and resolve this in person. I await your response and wish you a swift recovery. ETERNAL WE STAND, ESHTAEL KEEPS BALANCE signed, The Silver Lubba, Lumia Uialben
  2. The Lubba crumpled the missive in her fists, “I’ll not let her death go unpunished this time. Lurin supports Yera Silviera in this. If I cannot go myself we will send people. His head will make a nice addition to the wall.” And with that, the ball up papers were consumed by flames.
  3. A CHANGE IN NAME Issued at Year 168 of the Second Age, 14th of Sun’s Smile Let it be known throughout the realms of Lurin and beyond, that a grand transformation is upon us, one that shall shape the annals of our history and mark a new era of prosperity, justice, and unity. As the sun sets on the dominion of House Anarion, we, the sovereign heirs of Lurin, do hereby declare the ascension of House Uialben to the throne. Casting away our fake adopted oppressive titles in exchange for what is synonymous with the bloodline of the Lurinite founders. With profound reverence for our storied past and unwavering determination for a brighter future, we embark on this journey of change and renewal. The Lurin regality wishes not to be synonymous with a bloodline tangentially ensnared in a family on the coattails to Liliyana Carrington and Karysmov Faroe, something that people seemed to bring as some type of dig onto not only the previous Trade Nation of Sutica, The Defunct Magi Nation of Llyria, but now our fair new independent state of the Lubba. With this change, not much will truly change. To put it simply, the surname of the ruling house of the Most Serene State of Lurin will be reverting back to what it once was before Lily Helenson-Anarion adopted our previous Silver Lubba. The Reigning Silver Lubba feels this change is necessary. To reclaim our true heritage, rebuild a once great house. To be something more than what we once were. Henceforth, the Silver Lubba and her immediate family will be Anarion’s no more. It served us well. However, it no longer suits who we have been freed to grow into. May House Uialben grow stronger than it once was in eons past. Long may we prosper and progress. The Silver Lubba, Lumia Uialben
  4. Lumia looked at Polly a for a few long blinks. As if to say “why are you like this”. She’d read over the missive before eventually rolling her eyes at it and flinging the papers into the fire pit which devoured them happily. She’d shake her head. “I tire of these Canonists. We cannot breathe without one of them seeing and shouting EEEEVIIIILLLL”
  5. “I will have to send Edvard in my steed. I am unable to attend.” The Silver Lubba sighed and went to find the lord little Vallah she’d dubbed her hand. ((OOC: I have to work or else I would come. 😭😞))
  6. Dear cherished friends and allies, I am overwhelmed with gratitude for the incredible display of courage and camaraderie you showed at our wedding. The unexpected arrival of the Azdrazi threatened to shatter our joyous occasion, but your unwavering bravery turned the tide. In the face of danger, you stood by us, fought valiantly, and protected not only our union but the very essence of love that binds us all. The strength and unity you demonstrated are a testament to the powerful bonds forged in the fires of adversity. From the depths of our hearts, thank you for being the guardians of our joy, the defenders of our love, and the heroes of our special day. May the echoes of your valor resonate in the annals of our shared memories. If ever you should need of anything, please do not hesitate to come to me. You saved us. You made our ruined special day memorable instead of a travesty. And for that we are Eternally grateful for. With profound appreciation, The Silver Lubba, Lumia Anarion The Royal Consort, Apollyon Snowell
  7. “I hope the halflings don’t blame me…” The Lubba sighed the burns on her chest aching.
  8. Lumia Anarion and Apollyon Snowell wish to invite you to witness their long awaited nuptials! Please try to wear something nice if you are able. Casual dress is accepted. The ceremonies will take place in the Shiredom of Dúnwen, please gather at Apollyon’s residence on the lakeside. If you do not know the way, we can have someone escort you there. The following are invited to gather on this joyous day: The residents of Lurin, The residents of Dunfarthing, The residents of Vortice, The leaders of any Allied nations, And lastly any and all who consider themselves friends of the Silver Lubba and her Consort! OOC: The wedding will take place Sunday January 28th, 2024 @ 2pm Est.
  9. The Silver Lubba clasped her hands together. “Good good, we still need to meet with Krug.”
  10. Lumia sighed and set her blueprints aside again.
  11. The Former Silver Lubba gleefully went about forging the blueprints to her retirement home in the south. “Finally I’m free.” She laughed!
  12. From atop the Lubba’s Keep, the Golden Lubba stood, she screamed “CELIA’NOR NEEDS A MINE!!”
  13. A saddened look came over Lumia as she read, she had not gotten to say good bye to him. “I hope he has found peace at last…hopefully I can find a copy of that book he was writing…”
  14. “A true shame, whoever’s left is welcome to come to Lurin though.” The Golden Lubba sighed setting the missive aside. Beginning to read another.
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