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Renilde reads the missive, and is ashamed of her cousin’s house for the second time in her life. “Anthony moment,” she grumbled.

“MARCEL AWWWW NOOOO…” Renilde wept loudly into her hands, wishing she hadn’t smoked that last blunt he’d rolled for her just the other day. “WAAAAHHHHHH…” It was the gross, ugly kind of sob, and she was not a pretty crier.

“I love that Nico.” Renilde rests easier knowing there was a more suitable place for worship in the city once again.

“I am spry and dazzling, thank you Pym.” Renilde flipped her glowing copper hair over her shoulder and smiled the Petran smile before committing to signing up for the friendly duel. Water sports were her thing.

[!] An extension is posted to the challenge, attached by a thick layer of paste. Mister Volkov, While I would accept such a challenge any day of the week, I will not do so in order to gain or lose a seat in the Garmont Assembly. The people have voted for each nominee to rightfully earn their seat, and there is no better way for that decision to be made than through the democratic republic we strive to uphold the values of. The Garmont Assembly is a place for discussion to be had regarding the Commonwealth and her citizens' needs; to brainstorm together what must be done in order to keep our slice of the Heartlands whole. How can we do that, Pym, if we are frequently fighting against one and other - disabled or not, old or not - for our views, our opinions, or our simple seat within such an organization? I feel as though these challenges take away the safety one deserves while within the four walls of the assembly hall, sharing their innermost thoughts of how to make our home a better place to be. In closing, I ask you, Pym, to respect the process of the voting system within the Commonwealth, and to perhaps think about what it means to try to subvert these very systems put in place, as well as what it means to the institution that you are trying to undermine. I've been with this nation for nearly a century, so I do not blame you for your unknowingness - I've been here far, far longer than most. You are a young man, so I have no mind to hold this lapse of judgement against you; instead, I hope you have learned a valuable lesson in the importance of structure within elections and, furthermore, the lawmaking process. I am, however, still willing to duel you for fun on the River Petra. We will make a new bet. Cordially, HER MAJESTY, Renilde Helena of the Petra, Queen-Emeritus, Privy Seal of the River Council, Principal of the Royal Academy of St. Jude

Renilde filed the legend with a satisfied smile, thinking about the woman who’d had the biggest impact on her own life - the woman who did not give up on her or their shared vision of a whole Heartlands: Dame Catherine of Furnestock. “You are the reason we are here - I will make sure you are never forgotten.” A copy of the legend was laid out in the foyer of the Petran palace which featured a mural of Saint Emma and the Commonwealth’s most prominent historical figures. Specifically, upon the lectern in front of the one and only Dame Catherine’s statue. Renilde brushed the stone shoulder of her departed mentor, said a silent prayer, and went for a sit in the adjacent garden dedicated to her late son, Sixtus IV. (( based Andrew tech world building. I love your imagination. classic. Love you Andrew ))

(( Nobody has any idea how happy it makes me to see nectorist Petra posting ))

“Absolutely SCATHING!” Cried one Margrethe Bertha from the depths of the up-and-coming Barony of Hrenthorne.

Username: tillydactyl Persona Name: Renilde of the Petra Persona Age: like 89 Place of Residence / Street Address: Courteis Hale, Solland Seat you are running for (ex. The People's seat of Val de Lagne): Solland

And they say I’M a risk to the server staff smfh

"I love that this man was the one to post it." A fist was thrust in the air to celebrate one Father David's contributions as the Orateur of the Garmont Assembly.

“I declare myself to be in the running for the role of OVERLORD - Overlady? - with King Cyris as my consort.” Renilde stated with a chuckle, forwarding the missive to her halfling counterpart.

“Send these to your parents,” Renilde told her pupils individually at their lessons. “And pack your bags! The academy has just broken ground!” @TwistedFries@acronius_

“I’ll bring the marshmallows.” Renilde slaves over the stove to make the perfect treat for the giant bonfire.

Don’t forget the one that is a step after thriving: Poppin’. Specifically for Petra. PETRA POPPIN’, NEVER STOPPIN’.