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Beorn reads the missive with a blank, unamused face, fearing the Third Scathing is happening right before his very eyes “Unscathed.” Soon followed by a quiet admiration for Sylvia

Aedmand Zamir Jagiellon walks past the missive on most noticeboards, something he never noticed, until someone with a pitchfork made him notice "Mages are still hunted! Oh well! I'll miss my friends. I think? Probably! Maybe when they stop killing mages again I can go home." A lonely mage walks off, chucking out the flowers that were grown in Petra, with a genuine frown. Something he never does, yet he doesn't notice the pikes of fire heading his way

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Saddened by the news, a small poppy is left on the step of Ark's abode, wishing her peace, and of remembrance.

funniest reaction ive ever seen bro

Edmund was more confused than anything, having witnessed the resignation, and him run off with Atronachs "This.. this a joke, right, Daemon?" he asked him, with a book in his hand "What about.. that Norlander? I don't think she's going to want you now." he'd say without remorse, as he's hit over the head with a scabbard

Edmund hyperventilates from the excitement, it was too much for him, But the figure that saved him was forever in his heart

that's no joke. that's a real donation

Thinking of his friend, the Bishop of Casica @Ramon, Beorn decides to pay the Church in Riviense a visit, leaving behind a prayer for GODAN, as well as offering a small note of good luck to Godfrey, pleased of the potential return to Canondom and the hard work of his Uncle, Patriarch Alaric @Lortime, not gone all to waste.

"Its out! Its out! Its back to making the events time!" Beorn commented, finally having the single longest reform content out of the way, with a slightly less stressed wife to come back to

Thinking about the marriage of his favourite children, Catrin, now his in-law Maximus too, sits contently reading the announcement with a smile

Bjorn is handed the letter, reading for just a moment "Huh? What's this? Oh." His face shrunk, until a swift crunch "Ow!" Yank "Not there!" Twiddle fiddle "Owie!!" He'd say between the tightening vambraces "What do you expect me to do? Wave?" He'd say, being forced into the armour by Mattea, a sword shoved in his face "...Cannon fodder?" Who knows if this was a suggestion, or something he thought up

@SmolMid. @MercyAzaleaMid. @Emm Mid @JuliusAakerlundBit more than mid @SeussTiny bit more than mid (bad taste in music) @EvalteMid @LortimeMid @najtik Truly mid friends..............................................................................................................................