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  1. “My godson, John Maximilian, was merely eleven years old when he was slain — how dare this buffoon make a mockery of a child’s gruesome death in a paltry attempt to justify his treachery.” commented a deceased Haeseni queen-consort, Eleanor of Lotharingia, from the Seven Skies.
  2. “He’s the best High Pontiff of the century. Also he has the cutest eyes.” commented Bogdana after reading this missive, shortly after, both she and all of her friends swooned.
  3. You did not practice this at all times, as evidenced by a situation in which you doled out a punishment without consulting both players involved, levied a baseless accusation upon me, and then outright refused to speak to me about it and promptly sent me elsewhere. Thankfully the situation was amended and the punishment was reversed due to another staff member acting as a mediator. I think that a learning lesson here for you, and all staff members (be them former or current), is to learn how to be an impartial judge of all situations, to remember that both parties are worthy of being spoken to. In any case, enjoy your retirement.
  4. I agree with this 100%, I’ve been playing since the early 5th Empire and I’ve never witnessed a whole player base quitting and never returning after they had been conquered. If anything, the eras of balkanization following the fall of empires were the time in which the server, or at the very least Human roleplay, was at it’s most active. LoTC was never supposed to be like a certain server that shall not be named. We were never supposed to live in tea party-riddled cities where the fear of total conquest was nonexistent and “slice of life” roleplay reigned supreme, the whole purpose of this server is in it’s name “Lord of the Craft” — we were once a place where anyone, and I mean anyone, could become the Lord of the Craft if they had a sizable rally behind them, as briefly mentioned by MadOne. Sadly this place has become a shell of it’s former self.
  5. Bogdana enjoyed reading this, and wanted a sequel
  6. Bogdana wondered why Beathas had a crippling drug addiction she could not shake. The peasant then remembered a time when Beathas sent strange portraits of herself to her.
  7. Bogdana the Random Peasant had second hand embarrassment for Beathas.
  8. Zamnnnnnnn zaddy you’re articulate, good job
  9. “Touché.” Bogdana the Peasant said as she read the document, proud of the bride that she had argued with a few months ago.
  10. From within her residence in the Seven Skies, Reza Elizaveta of Turov donned an elated smile as she perused the missive. “I, too, was once a black sheep — the pain one must endure when they are misunderstood and abandoned by their own flesh and blood is inexplicable,” the ancient Queen-consort began, “It is something only a fellow black sheep can comprehend. I do hope Annika finds some solace by using my name, or at the very least, she feels a sense of solidarity.” the Haeseni finished benevolently.
  11. “That is you indeed.” Eleanor of Lotharingia said softly with a smile as she beamed with pride at her beloved husband, St. Otto (Ottoes) II.
  12. “It is my sincerest hope that useless John remarries now, so the world can plainly see he is an infertile sword swallower. So the world can know that my dear, God-fearing Wilhelmina was not the barren one.” Renée Antoinette cooed, a gargantuan smile splayed across her face.
  13. Word of the Prince’s grisly death came late to a former Alimar, and His Highness’ only living sibling, Amalie Lovisa de Sarkozy. “I have made a great folly — I should’ve known my baby brother better... Well...” the imperialized Haeseni stammered, her speech riddled with regret, “Known him at all, actually. Perhaps we could’ve kept him safe!” she wailed before burying her tearful face into her husband’s shoulder.
  14. “F*** the police.” said Renée with a shrug.
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