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Who’s your most progressed character, and why? And have or did you enjoy their story/development?

A woman far off from Haense pinched the bridge of her nose. "Garlic!?" She uttered before tossing the decree in a fire. "Ha! Jokes on them, I love garlic bread." A laugh echoed within her home before she set off to pick some garlic to prepare such a snack!

Aelita, somewhere picking flowers, thumbs up her sister’s missive.

Somewhere, a woman cries for the loss of her daughter.

Mari murmured something to herself after reading the missive - gaining a newfound understanding. She road off to her family keep, and drafted a few letters with a trustworthy red crayon.

"Delectamentum! Ego miror si conabitur." Remarks the author's wife, Estelle, with a grin. She then went off to bake the dessert!

"Verheeh homofobic.." Remarks a young Colborn girl!

“Based.. as the kids say.” Remarked an ancient Othaman woman with a grin. “Mrm.. I wonder how many of them still live.“ She looked up then, and flipped off her long-deceased Othaman husband.

Mari “Rebel” Colborn pat her friend on the shoulder after signing her name. “We will be the best Koenas’s, ‘Nika.“ Then, she went to finish up her own announcements!

Ilyana exited her tower home and creaked the mailbox open. Rubbing her eyes and taking hold of the letter that lay unopened within. Later on she found herself writing a reply on a clean sheet of parchment; “Laurir Raziel, Your offer to teach two select residents of Celia’nor is a gracious offer, one I wish to apply for. I have lived within the Principality for nearly a decade and through those years I have tried and failed at properly learning the history and true meaning of being a resident. Something I have always been taught to hold dear is the history of the society that I live amongst; under your guidance it is no doubt that this will be properly achieved should I be one of the two you select to mentor. Already as a fledgling magi I’ve sought to use the arcane arts to protect those dear to me and those I live with, along with my knowledge in medicine, which I believe is vital information to hold due to the conflict around Almaris. I hope to be one you select for this offer, until then, travel well and GOD be with you. - Ilyana.”

It's non stop with the cute creatures +1

"Hm.." Murmured an elfess as she stripped the pamphlet from a nail outside Celia'nor. Shoving it in a bag, she coninued on to go house hunting.

Your post to upvote ratio is weird anyways lesson when :)

I must have! please accept, almighty green gods 🙏 +2

I wish to have one so I give +2 :D but is ET only so -1 :(

Viktoriya Barclay sat in a blank daze, watching the Reinmarian Rose fields from a distance. “Spastiba, old friend.” She murmured again. Her last childhood friend gone, died in her care. An unrecoverable loss.

Viktoriya Barclay grinned and began preparations for the upcoming ceremony.

Viktoriya Barclay tore small strips from the page. "The best way to keep a prisoner is to make sure they do niet know they're captured, Viorica." She spoke to an empty room, sighing. "Vy are their prisoner, but vy are smarter than this." Tossing the torn page into the flames, she gave a blank stare into the embers. "**** the Rutherns.." Viktoriya, who carried the vas Ruthern name before marriage, hissed into the air. "We've escaped, Vio.. Do niet return to the prison they call Vidaus."

Viktoriya Barclay gazed out from a balcony in Reinmar. Silent and still, the last conversation with Adrian replayed a million times over in her mind.

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Viktoriya walked slowly back to Reinmar after helping care for Dijana in her last moments. She prepared a dark dress for the new time of mourning and readied herself to take care of the von Audrick children like she'd always done. "Rest easy, mea dear.. Ea'll take care of things for vy here." She murmured to the sky.

Iduna couldn't run fast enough as those golden gates creaked open to skies. Her dress bundled in her arms, screaming out his name; "Auden, Auden?!" She pushed past all their anscestors and nearly leaped into her brothers arms, burrying into his shoulder, she weaped with tears of joy to be reunited after so long. ".. My dear brother, I've missed you."

After signing her name, Viktoriya beamed at the missive and road off to inform her nephew of the new academie.

Viktoriya caught wind of the reformation in Velen after finishing a daily ride along the paths outside the town. "Couldn't hurt to apply.." She thought aloud. "Might be useful." Quickly a letter was drafted and sent off to the Academy; discord; Itz_Cookie#0287 :)