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  1. Hareven would start gathering things and preparing his tools, turning his eyes onto the deactivated combat golem Ursus, before penning Jorvin a letter, offering his full support and knowledge for the coming siege “It’s time. Let us hope we can save what knowledge we can, for all of us” He’d mutter to himself Hareven Lorenthus, Clanless, pledges his full support to the Dwarven Legion in this endeavor.
  2. A panicked by-standard runs through nearby cities in a tizzy, putting up notices! “To the inhabitants of our lovely lands across Arcas, please beware! I’ve been thrice nearly eaten by large snakes since that confounded meteor hit the woods and apparently stirred up some massive critters! I don’t know where they came from, but please be cautious! I have to find a new cow for my milk needs now! Them biggun snakes got Bessy!”
  3. “What” Hareven squints at the letter
  4. Hareven went to comment about the nice birds before just flattening his lips out “Hmmmm”
  5. "Huh they specified not from my kin. How polite" Hareven would remark with a tone of pleasant surprise
  6. “GODS DAMNIT” Comments Hareven, sighing as he headbutts paperwork
  7. Hareven sat himself on the island, peering at the Graves. The Grave of the Falx. The Grave of the Meldamiriel. And at the cup that started it. Small Sorvians would be tending to the fallen Wargoths grave. A simple, unassuming Marker would be balanced in Harevens hand, before he’d sit it down. A metal eagle would await it’s orders. It was given a rolled parchment, put in a tube of steel, and it was whispered hushed commands. And so it would fly. From the strange island in the middle, to the misty island where they laid in wait. Passing above a great many cities, it would falter and crash near Them, the tube marked with the same Runestone they marked him with. It laid there, outside the grasp of normal men, and barely within their lands. The automaton would sound out every so often until it was picked up, simply repeating a name. “Ydriel” “Ydriel” “Ydriel” @Xarkly (OOC: Xarklys busy with Athera events so to keep some RP rolling, here we go)
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  10. What DeerLord says. I'd elaborate but I'm on a phone and phone forums are ass
  12. Hareven puts on his sorting hat and screams on top of the University
  13. Hareven brandishes some bolt cutters in a distance while doing a silly dance
  14. Hareven continues to invent a golem that exists purely to make perfect toast
  15. In a far off Grove, Hareven would read the letter a few times. A twinge of sadness would make the strange locale groan as the man sat down against a pile of assorted stone body parts, laying the letter down in his lap. He’d hang his head for a few moments, rummaging through his mess for a flask.. “One less reliable person to turn to..may she rest in peace, and that the world see another one like her one day..” The words murmured to the fauna around him, before he’d down the flask found and resume his research and odd activities once more..
  16. +1 tho, was expecting a cringe copy but it ain't bad
  17. RP Name: Hareven Lorenthus MC Username: A_Keefy Discord: Keefy#0001 What Nation Are You Affliated With?: Druids Why Do You Wish To Come?: Hareven wishes to learn of things past and accompany his fellow druids What Skills Can You Bring: Linguistic specialist, knowledgeable of the workings of several magics, good bodyguard, good murderhobo vibes, good at negotiating and getting along with folks
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  19. A magpie would land in the nearby trees, watching the business go down while preening at it's own feathers innocently
  20. Hareven makes himself some tea from Awaitis supply and just watches the ensuing events. Awaiti would find a fresh cup of tea near her. @NomadGaia
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