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"An' Ah 'ave tae wear this?" Garen asked, looking over his dress tartan, and floofy hat on his head. He sighed. "The whole time?"

**Echoes throughout the keep of Barden at the news of their own Lord Duncan W. reaching Master Emissary

i love this so much its hard to put into words.

Garen grumpily adjusts his dress tartan as his countless siblings can be heard screaming and shouting through the halls of Barden keep as he prepared for the boring ceremony.

Darren returns to the tent to see the slumped Duke, a field medic in tow. The greyguard reaches out to the shoulder of his liege lord, "We've returned yer gra. .", his words stopped short, for as soon as his fingers made contact with the shoulder, the duke began to fall. Darren quickly fell to catch the weight of the man and prevent him from hitting the floor. "Don' jus' stand there! Bloodeh 'elp 'im!" Darren would shout to the medic, who then hurriedly joined to aid. Together they laid the man flat and the medic began tending to the wounds. It was then Darren saw the old man's graying green eyes. Distant. Empty. He knew before the physician told him. He's not even sure if he ever heard the words. "Eh great man 'as died. . ."

Somewhere in a dark room throughout the Barden keep, a small baby Garen cries, wondering where his parents have gone.

This is untrue. Its a perception thing. I've literally made a career identifying silos and removing 'irreplaceable ' stubborn fixtures from companies. Will there be bumps? Sure. but 'Only they have the keys!' is a hostage situation, and should be corrected in any environment. AND more importantly, IS achievable in every environment.

Thank you for contribution. Your efforts will be missed but glad that you recognized when to get out. Never waste your skills where they are not appreciated. The canvas is choice. Miss your flavored additions already.

So what are you going to do about Wisconsin?

Based post.

All of the comments in this thread will be deleted before @CheekyNolan has Realm Leader removed.

Thanks Spoopy. Now how do I get top medic?

This is active now in case you were unaware. @Crunchiest_Leaf-- to that point, I noticed you can copy edited maps as well with lore and signing, but no way to tell which is original which is copy (like books i guess) not sure if this is something that could be implemented? Can't have people running around making direct 1:1 copies of my hard work :(

As the rain pelts from the sky and wets the mud beneath his boots, Darren stares at the posted results on the notice board.

For too long, the people of the Duchy of Valwyck, and of Tarnavon itself, have suffered under an experiment gone wrong: the last Alderhall, led by the ineffective Burgess Holly Rodham. Meeting after meeting dissolved into squabbling and inaction. Years of unmet promises. Years of unearned influence. Before you cast your vote, ask the Burgess how many bushels of wheat she has delivered to the donation chest. Ask Alderman Fergus how many leather hides he has laid in the village coffers. While they spoke of hunger, I was in the fields, toiling in the mud to make sure Tarnavon had bread. While they debated our defenses, I was in the deep places of the world, clawing iron from the bones of the continent so our levy could be armed. While they argued in warmed and worn seats about “the plight of the people,” I stood on the walls, sword raised, and spilled my own blood against those who threatened our Duchy and our Haven in the Woods. I am not a politician. I offer you no pretty speeches and no honeyed promises. I offer you the same thing I have given from the first moment I spoke the words of the Greyguard: service. Service to this Duchy. Service to Tarnavon. Service to every family that calls this Haven home. I seek no coin from this office and no title beyond the duty itself. My only aim is the betterment of our home and our people. Do not vote for me if you want more of the same: more politics, more talk, more delays. Vote for me if you want action. Vote for me if you want change. Vote for me if you believe Tarnavon deserves a Burgess who has already bled, labored, and sacrificed for it, and is willing to do so again.

Name: Darren Dartongue Age: 43 Residence: Erik Ave III Are you a Canonist who believes in the Exalted: Yes

Darren rips the missive from the notice board in the village of Tarnavon, and returns to the church to continue his prayer. And Ishtar calls forth three deceivers in the guise of servants, and their wings are of obscuring smoke. They are called Famine, and Toil, and Defeat. And the last condemns faith, and doubt is exalted. So the world is a pit suffering... But, there are yet faithful... The Scroll of Auspice (1:21-22, 25-27)

Upon seeing the missive of Holly aligned with an orc, Darren grew to regret the vote he may have cast far too early.

✠ Legal Name: Darren Dartongue ✠ Age: 40 ✠ Residence in Tarnavon: Erik Ave III ✠ I cast my vote in favor of…: ✠ Holly Rodham

Darren ensures the wine barrels and whiskey glasses are prepped for the arrival of the guests. Only then does he practice his own punching to ready for the melee.

Darren smiles while reading seeing mention of his works. The greyguard eagerly sharpens his shears to procure more wool so he can prepare more canvas. His veins flowing heavily with inspiration.

fantastic

Darren is happy to see protections from his home from getting any cheaper. He must maintain his property value.

requests: sign paintings 'copy of originals' (i'm dumb and regular map cloning works for this) I'm just stupid and new to the game. sorry. all of this is already doable. Love the plugin addition.