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Zu Den Sternen Now i rest my head from such a endless dreary time, a time of hopes and happiness that had you on my mind those days are gone and now it seems I'll get some rest but now and then I'll see you again and it puts my heart to the test Erminhilde's Life was rocky from the beginning, all the way to the end. Those who were close to her knew she was troubled, but she rarely ever spoke of it. In her final moments, none of her troubles came to mind. Only peace. She was happy she got to die under the skies of the tribe of Theoderic and Gelimar, she worried not. Yet as she took her final breath, she couldn't help realize that she had become what she had sworn to hate all her life. She was a self-righteous, egotistical, jaded old warrior. no better than the ones she despised. Her mind took her to her first battle, that look of excitement and anticipation in her eyes had been something she lacked for a long time. Far too long. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Will and Testament I, Erminhilde von Kretzen, declare this to be my Will and Testament. I leave all of my weapons to the Host Of Saint Johann, it will do better in use than rotting in storage. I leave all my belongings to the rest of the tribe, let nothing go to waste. Wer Rastet, Der Rostet, Erminhilde von Kretzen
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To the Barony of Wesenburg, I would like to formally apologize for my outburst at the feast in the Wesenburg manor many months ago, and explain my point of view. I made wild accusations that were extremely out of character for me, due to the stress of the ongoing war at the time. I was angry that Oswald had left me, and I tried to justify that by making accusations of ill will towards his wife, Liesa because I thought I was being targeted, that the bad things happening to me were coordinated, all to hurt me. Oswald is not a bad person and I do not resent him, I just lashed out after bottling up all of my feelings. Sometimes I feel that my brain is like a mouth and it speaks beyond my control. I am sorry. I went to that dinner feeling jealous and hurt, I did not leave, nor try and calm myself instead I targeted the very Barony that had been so kind to me many years ago, with baseless accusations of conspiring against fellow tribesmen. I am sorry. My only wish is that I can be forgiven for this, and the tribe still sees me as one of them, for I am very remorseful Signed, Erminhilde von Kretzen
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Erminhilde, Aloof in her stuffy barracks room in Kretzen, shed a tear, both of relief and sorrow. Kretzen was the only Reinmar she had ever known, and she would surely miss it "Finally... peace in our time"
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Your character has just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As they look around, their gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. They duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? She begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” ((How do you respond?)) Example: she sits and shifts uncomfortably in her chair "well... it's quite a long story- my mother abandoned me in a small rural farming town at three weeks old." she sighs "i was under the care of the village populace until one day at the age of 16 i suddenly collapsed onto the ground. When i woke up i was in the arms of a strange woman i had never seen before. She promised to adopt me after i mentioned my absence of a parent. Later i visited this woman's home and for days i felt like i had finally found a family but soon after she was kidnapped by a criminal gang who was involved with my mother and later unfortunately killed." folds her arms on her lap "by the time she was gone i was at the age of seventeen and embarked on my journey to a big city to aspire to be my dream career, a author. After many setbacks on my journey and a year in the hospital here i am with you on still on my way."
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Your character has just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As they look around, their gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. They duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? She begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” ((How do you respond?)) Example: she sits and shifts uncomfortably in her chair "well... it's quite a long story- my mother abandoned me in a small rural farming town at three weeks old." she sighs "i was under the care of the village populace until one day at the age of 16 i suddenly collapsed onto the ground. When i woke up i was in the arms of a strange woman i had never seen before. She promised to adopt me after i mentioned my absence of a parent. Later i visited this woman's home and for days i felt like i had finally found a family but soon after she was kidnapped by a criminal gang who was involved with my mother and later unfortunately killed." folds her arms on her lap "by the time she was gone i was at the age of seventeen and embarked on my journey to a big city to aspire to be my dream career, a author. After many setbacks on my journey and a year in the hospital here i am with you on still on my way."
