Nation Announcement The Banishment of Virion Xyrcan and Company

[!] A large flyer would be posted in Al-Jabrid, the following words large and bold for all to see. Smaller flyers would be scattered among Eden, ensuring any who needed to know what had transpired would be well aware.

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On the 21st of of Godsnight, 1549, a wood elf by the name of Klaern Xyrcan sought shelter and medical attention in Al-Jabrid. Both the girl's hands had been broken as well as a leg, and despite her injuries she made it to our city state. The girl claimed her attackers to be one, Virion Xyrcan, and an unnamed woman he travelled with. This notice stands as a testament to Klaern's protection under Al-Jabrid and the disappointing betrayal of a brother and friend.

Let it be known, and known well, that Virion Xyrcan shall never step foot into Al-Jabrid so long as Klaern Xyrcan is within her rights of seeking asylum in Anjyarr. Stepping foot into the city state will result in undesirable outcomes; at minimum a beating and at worst, the forfeit of his life. The Jundi have been well informed of such a transgression and will uphold this decree as they see fit.

Path be Bright, and may Aros' wind guide you.

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Os Laurefindel
 
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*Amari goes to work on her bakery and reads it*

"Finally someone getting their shit together around here" - she said approvingly
 
[!] Creek observed the flyer. Reading carefully, her warm smile began to slowly drop to a grim frown. [!] “Virion.. What were you thinking..” [!] The ‘cerr sighed.. Placing her hand on the flier, [!] “I thought I told you to take care of yourself. This is..” [!] Not finishing the thought, she turned and walked away with a sorrowful frown. [!]
 
| Mell scoffed rolling her eyes as she read the flyer "Oh of course the girl leaves out her striking me first AND stalking us....typical." She crumpled the flyer in her hand stuffing it in her bag "Fine by me...but...he-" she trailed off letting a soft sigh leave her lips as she walked back to the mountains. |
 
Virion stared at the poser for a moment. His expression never changed, he let out a low hum. "It was only natural..." he said softly. Shaking his head to himself. "At least I got one last drink from the Tavern." he mused, a silver lining in the situation as he crumpled the poster and tossed it to the side. "And, now she knows, I was never her brother..." With those last words, he turned to walk off. "It's for the better." That's what he liked to tell himself, what he tricked himself into believing.
 
| Klaern glanced at the flyer, a small smile forming upon her face. "Thank you Os. . ." She'd mumble to herself; staring at the flyer for a bit longer, most likely in her own thoughts. Virion is gone, right? Kyrian will handle things with him? The 'Cerr was safe. . . for now. |
 
| Klaern glanced at the flyer, a small smile forming upon her face. "Thank you Os. . ." She'd mumble to herself; staring at the flyer for a bit longer, most likely in her own thoughts. Virion is gone, right? Kyrian will handle things with him? The 'Cerr was safe. . . for now. |
:3 gonna go for a round 2 now frfr take the other leg smh
 
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