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    King Patches of Babblebrook Looked at the notice board and frowned a moment. "Hmm I wondered why there was more bees about near Babblebrook... perhaps I shall send my daughter to check it out and help..." He towards his village glancing at the occasional bee that buzzed past.
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    Sipping a drink, Patches the Musin King flicked through the paper, his eyes glimmering in delight at the sounds of a waterpark being constructed as well as the return of the kaktuz weekli. "Oh it's great to see Kor'Gaar's dream continuing. I look forward to reading more of these!"
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    Patches, King of the Musin, looked up from the walls of his soon to be renovated castle. A cup of tea in his small hand and smiled. ”A fine day it is… I admire the wee folks craftsmanship. Perhaps I’ll take a walk to visit this new road of theirs.” The Musin king sipped his tea and strolled away.
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    Sitting upon a chair, cup of tea in hand, sat the Musin King, Patches. His little eyes scanned over the invite with glee as one of his close friends was getting married. "Ooh! Another wedding to attend. And my kin are welcome too? What wonderful news." Standing up, Patches made his way to a wardrobe, flinging it open. He donned his crimson coloured Royal Mantle and golden crown. Walking back he gently placed the invitation on the table and left his home to look for a wedding gift.
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    *Patches would sip his cup of tea and looked at the invite. A soft smile forming on his face as he read over it.* ”well isn’t this pleasant news!” *The newly appointed Musin King would arise from his chair and go search for a wedding gift for the soon to be married couple.*
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    MC Name: Zanael RP Name: Patches Timezone: GMT/BST Discord: zanaelmoonstrider
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    Sitting at the bar of his inn, a small cloaked Musin smirked as he read the article. "Well now, that's some impressive skills there..." Closing the paper, he uncrossed his legs and went on with his day.
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    The thing is, this sort of stuff has been done with elves and humans before from what I've heard. but you don't see all the human players being put under the same box. If you hate furries then that's fair but don't just put prejudice on all of them when a group break the rules or make things weird.
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    that's fair enough but you do know there are furries that aren't like that who just want a unique creature character to play as? It seems to be more an issue of needing to punish the people who are breaking the rules themselves rather than punishing the collective because they like humanoid animals.
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    And why is that an issue?
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    It's a fantasy world to me I don't see why fantasy races can't be added. it get's boring if you get limited to what you can be if you'd rather not play a human, elf, etc. See where lore writing takes you!
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    I don't see the issue for there being other creature races other than a cat and a mouse. you could have Lizard folk like in D&D for example. the whole immediate ew no furry race thing is surprising to me.
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    Letharin spent most of his early years in a small village within the United Kingdom of Aaun. His people were lean and wiry, but Letharin was thinner and weaker than most, causing a lot of mockery towards the young lad. He lived in a hut with his Grandmother, his parents passing away to a disease shortly after his birth. The locals mock Letharin's grandmother as being a witch due to her appearance. An unattractive appearance and the lack of a family conspired against Letharin, robbing him of confidence and making him morbidly self-conscious. His days and nights were spent inside his Grandmother's decaying hut, and very rarely did he emerge. He longed for a way to be accepted, any way at all. But as he grew from a lad to a young man he realized wishing will get him nowhere. Using rumours regarding a nearby necromancer, Letharin ventured off to request aid to resurrect his parents in the hopes his stature in the village increased. He pledged to serve as the necromancer's apprentice in the hopes to be taught in his arcane ways. This did not happen however as the villagers discovered Letharin's association with necromancy and outcast him from the village. Over time this made his longing to be accepted by his village to bitter resentment, vowing that he will find a way to bring his parents back.
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