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“I can’t blame her she endured many cruelty…”Gaston begins to think”wait didn’t she mentioned that she has family in viru” he then takes out a key to a house in the the city he just talked… and so he rode off to meet some old friends

“Nahh can’t be true ye know it”says a halfing packing up his stuff “ but I ain’t taking risks….”

Over the great inner sea of azuras near the coast of inpanema a man sees the smoke rising in the distance, it wasn’t long till he remaining soldiers came marching home thears flooding his face seeing that one off his best friends Ser Duncan the Tall survived and then the new came over the lost battle, and so he rode forth into the lands to spread the message….

“My cousin always keeps surprising me” comments a vampire hunter with joy siting in Adria

„Coin they say“comments a certain vagabond curiously”J'espère que les chiffres sont bons” with those words he packed up his little camp somewhere in the woods of azuras and rode off seeking this group….

It wasn’t long after he left the walls of Petra Gaston was walking in the woods near Petra towards Adria, he walked many days though large valleys and forest crossing many creeks and rivers, his leaving wansnt cause of vladrake it was for his son… he feels deeply sorry so for once he sees the faults he made and is going to make a change. Many days later he arrived in Adria with his long sword on his shoulders finding the man he seeked…Solomon wick

And a other halfling one i sad about his beer, it gotten ….warm!!!

Gaston was in a clinic recently treated from arrow wound next to him clement, waiting till his father is healthy again

“DO YOU KNOW HOW IT FEELS TO LOSE YOUR SON” with those words a door was slam shut and Gaston went into his chambers. He was alone, regretting what happened today, he was in a pain greater then the loss of a limb. He sat down lighting up a candle wich soared some dim light onto the table”what have I done….i….i” he stopped and took out a old and handmade pipe for smoking. It took some seconds before the pipe was light and Gaston smoking. He was thinking looking into the flames of the candle and then a idea.. he took out a sheet of paper to write a letter and so he began. It took hours to finish the letter, many sheets were used, much pipe was smoked. As he finished he seeked his fastest courier an send him off into the night withy the letter then Gaston headed back to bed To my son Clement I am plagued by sorrow , I don’t know how or when I’ve should told you about my current situation. I wish you never found out that I lost my ways and joined the very empire that almost killed you and threatened my live many times. ——— I hoped it never came that far to even leave our old home, friends and much more. I wished that you will grow in a world not plagued by war and death. ——— I, failed to realize sooner that what I am doing is wrong. I feel remorse for everything that went wrong ,my son I wish we could be together. ————————— stay with ythur, live your life to the fullest make the best out of the situation and never forget that I love you. Your Father Gaston Massimo (Credits to Mimosamoi for helping making this)

“Ohh my son”said a man proud sitting in his chambers” i wish it never came that far with all that happened” he took a bottle of liquor and drank from it” never lose your hope son I will return one day”

A halfling returns from his daily chores back home to see the text on his door” not one single day I can have peace here” he sigh and went inside into his cellar opening a chest” my days of fighting are over but maybe I need this again” he pulls out a sword inbetween some other things he had picked up from adventures in his youth. He unsheats and still has good enough talent to use it… “ may no day come to use it again” he then left to drink some tea….

"oke i belive hazel gone even more crazy"said the brewmaster

Mhhhh food

Somewhere in the far south one of those missives gets pulled out the water by a fisherman “ finally I caught…..it’s a damn paper“ he commented angerd starts reading it tho and immediately begins laughing “ hahaha.. kids and there imagination these days always bringing me a smile„ he tossed back into the sea „maybe the fish up there is better“ he shrugged and packed his stuff to venture north to see for himself

Somewhere in the Belethian woods hiding from the people sits a man painting flowers in the morning . Then the sun rises, the sky looks red, he looks up commenting ” a battle has been fought somewhere in these lands “ he shrugs puts his painting away and starts making breakfast over the fire

„Ohhh illatian, they always have such great food.“commented a Auvergnian painter sitting in a little forest drawing a nice oak tree „he has my vote“

Name: Gaston Massimo Address: sybille street 6 Seat(s) Desired: Chief Engineer

He owes me he can’t just leave( I don’t mind)

“It’s time to go back , help them and show them there’s hope left”he looked out the window of his new home in viru looking down to his playing son l.he was not happy about going back” I need to do it for madock, for martino my brother and son” he packed his stuff and not even a goodbye was said to his son only a note was left saying” don’t search me son I am coming back I need to save our home , be here in viru and be safe. Your father”

A careful and with some tears dripped over written letter was sent to madock as reply “Dear madock I do not know you for long but as the moment we meet I sensed a care for you, the hope isn’t lost, it can be restored over time, and you are someone I belive that can if he believes in himself and stops blaming himself. You madock did nothing wrong no it’s the opposite you are doing the best, none of us cares so deeply for the land a but we all should. You madock are man of hope a man that can do something. So let’s this not be the end reconsider the situation and make the best out of it, your are loved madock by evry singel one of us” sigend by Gaston Massimo ”ps: I hope you liked the potato”

“They joking making the least sane person governor… that crazy elf was not the right choice in every aspect and I don’t have a clue about politics” said Gaston a bit angerd after arriving in a place that accepts, and don’t judges him on faults he can’t predict

Somewhere I a new home Gaston gets hold of the missive since his bird Still gets the letters: what…I moved like 3 moths ago and now this, well I belive it was the best time to leave…” the man then got out his office to watch the sunrise and looking down to his son @ChillDemonLad playing with the other kids. Maybe this new start could finally bring peace and a simple live he thought to himself while watching over his new home….

what you have to be kidding, first she was evil and now this. should i stob brewing or what"anwserd the returned halfling brewamster in the brewery

My eyes were blessed again by a lovely poem