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Through the roads of the Empire a hooded figure was heading South to Norbüren after spending the last days scouting the Forest and the Mountain Range to the North, hoping to find the Family stained with voidal essence that flee to Alder knew where. The black stallion pulled to a halt by the...

After reading the missive a pair of emerald eyes slowly strolled towards the highest tower where he could witness the crowd that migrated further West into Veronia. The visage of the norse man remained unshifted, coldly watching the people arrive with both hands settled on the stones to each...

Fargrim was by Skargrods side, having the coal eyes fall pensive after giving a good read to the notice. Using the middle finger to tuck his glasses up the bridge of the fat nose. The denur lifhted hid golden pipe and took a long puff, holding his breath before letting the smoke escape his...

Some coal eyes wandered through the Hold, just like each morning from his house to his tavern, when they were drawn by the paper. Mumbling to himself while scratching the edge of his hair with the widened forehead. "Who's thae coalie talkin' about?"

The emerald eyes wandered through the streets of Adelsburg, deep in thought as the feet took him towards the Temple. Not a place he would have wished to visit at the moment but a force of habit that unconsciously took him there. Blinking back to existance, the norse man was about to leave when...

[!] Do not metagame this letter, it was only sent to Freiderich von Bergwald-Holstein [!] [!] A small cylindrical metallic case had arrived over the mailbox of the man’s office, when popped open there was a small rolled paper that read: “Ser Friederich, I hope my words arrive to you with...

The emerald eyes read through the letter before glancing towards the other pair, chuckling as much as he could before the pain halted such sounds. Shifting into a groan as he asks with the gaze narrowing at her. "This stain of blood will never disappear...i might need to get something new, aye?"

Emerald gaze received the letter and it was soon that the smile grew to break through the cold visage. Reading once and again before placing the letter on his desk, chuckling as he remembered the path since they first met. Then the norse man shifted to the other pair of emerald eyes as he asked...

The emerald gaze trailed through the word of the invitation, managing to read through before a magical heat would burn through the whole paper. Shaking his hand clean and then caressing the ginger beard while the norse man fall pensive. Pushing himself up from his desk to glance through the...

The dull emerald eyes would walk through Norbüren when spotting the missive, taking a quick read and letting the gaze fall pensive. After a few seconds, the norse man shrugged and walked away, leaving only for Alder to know what crossed that mind.

In one of the many roads of Hadriana, a large armored man was on horseback while riding back to Norbüren. Wearing over his upper torso dark steel plates, with the arms covered on the same black metal. From his chest the religious robes with hues of blue cascaded down to now embrace the sides of...

The emerald eyes wandered back home, almost dragging his feet and having still subtle hues of pain spreading through his visage with each step. On his way he saw the missive and a bright smile emerge from the ginger beard. "To use the word pride would not do justice to what i feel right...

The emerald eyes were running through the missive, a hand raised with a now bloodied piece of cloth as the norse man treated his own wounds. A deep exhale escaping him while he nods, placing the piece of paper on a desk while pain rushed through all his body shaping, great discomfort on his...

The acting Vater would be just getting back home, the blood of the elf still on his knuckles when he read the missive. Nailing the emerald gaze on the paper before he walked away, muttering. "May the Sentinels have mercy upon him...because i wont"

"My bloody brewery..." the dwarf cursed as he might be loosing his shop.

The Erzbishop was walking through Norbüren after receiving the news, seeming not to share any words on his opinion...but his mind was asking a million questions on the matter: 'Is this self proclaimed?' 'Why didnt the Kaiser make a notice?' 'Will he eben last longer than the last Vater?' But...

Certain amber eyes wandered back to Mitrona after an interesting encounter in the woods. His mind a thousand miles away until the notice draw it attention back to reality. The gaze light like the dawn's first light and a smirk brightened up his visage. "Tinijs dur Khari'cerr, du avia err...

"Mmmm Tri'cilus of the Warriors...taph would be an interesting position" The Amber eyes would comment after glancing over the notice. Heading towards Jolie to speak of such position.

Certain amber eyes walked through the streets of Mitrona, speaking with his brother while taking in the sight of their new home. The gaze darting to the board and running through the missive."Ejso tinijs for kinn'le azari'cill...asjo hyoll kinn'le..." Taking a deep breath to halt his words and...

The emerald gaze wandered through the Empire when he spotted this missive. Coming to a stop to full read it and feeling something odd on his chest. The burden of chains that had brought him down to his knees, avoiding being recognized as what he was in hopes to not cause a hunt to those around...