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Accepted! I'll see if I can contact you.

Both of you are to meet me at Glenwood. If you need directions, send me a letter. I will then deem you worthy, or unworthy, of joining the guild. (( Sorry for the late reply, I've been very busy with studies and exams the last couple of weeks. ))

((Yes, I am working on a completely new layout though.))

*An initiate runs up to Jordan with the letter. While the initiate catches his breath, Jordan reads through it. He sits down at his desk, and starts to write a letter. Clearly satisfied with it, he reads through it yet another time to insure that everything looks alright* "Dear Halboron Elendil I received your letter. I already know of your presence, and I have no grudges against it. I think we should meet up as fast as possible, to discuss terms for an alliance. I also heard words of a possible fort near the town, and I'd like to discuss that as well. As you might have noticed, Glenwood is still under construction. Soon, it will be done, and new residents will move in. As of this, I want you and your guild to behave the best way as possible, to ensure that the settlers will have a most pleasent first visit to the town. The first group will probably arrive in an elven day or two, however, due to the plague, this might be delayed. Anyway, I hope to speak with you soon." - Jordan Stilwell, Grandmaster of The Guardians and acting Count of Glenwood. *Jordan opens the window, and lets a bird fly out from the town hall, with the letter adressed to Halboron* (( On IPhone, sorry for any misspellings))

UPDATE: I will rewrite the whole story part as soon as possible. Stay tuned!

(( Yeah, we should do that. ))

*Jordan nods slightly, gesturing him to follow him up to the town hall. A coffin lies in the corner of the town hall. He opens the lid, and Athirius drops the soaked corpse into the coffin. They stand next to it, speechless. Together, they lift the coffin up, and starts walking down the streets, towards the Glenwood graveyard. The crowd gathers in front of his grave. A few prayers are heard, and the townsfolk retreats to their housing. Jordan and Athirius remains at the grave.*

*Jordan hears the shout, and slowly walks down to Owl. He frowns while approaching Owl, but then after realizing what he carries, he becomes speechless.* "... Is that Falcon?"

Thank you~

Accepted! Welcome to The Guardians. I shall send you a note as soon as possible.

*A letter to Lorethos* "To Lorethos Basileus and House Basileus: There are something that worries me regarding these conditions. First of all, we've already sworn fealty to Jack of Vendere, and his house,thus making us his bannermen. I guess we could discuss these matters in person later, when you are feeling better. Also, I have a couple of questions. These taxes, how long will these last? Considering that our mine is nearly empty, and that we have to travel large distances in order to get the minerals, it might be hard, and will require a lot of our time to fulfill these conditions. On the second hand, what will happen after the war is over? Will another nation take control over our home, or will we stay independent? I don't have anything against being ruled over by a greater nation, but we just want our town. I am also wondering about our next move towards the destruction of Salvus. I'd love to be briefed about the situation. Nevertheless, I shall oblige to these conditions for now. Get well. -Jordan Stilwell."

Accepted! Welcome to The Guardians. I'll send a recruit to pick you up, and escort you to our current location; Glenwood.

Accepted. I'll send a recruit to pick you up. And regarding the distaste, you might want to get rid of it if Baruk returns.