Subject: O! Vile monster!
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Posted on: 2016-06-23 18:25:00 UTC

Milord Baron's seat is no more vacant than... than your wife's is! She has not even an appointed messenger to speak for her! Ought we to cede her barony to the Hermit, and-

[Sandra grabs Freckles by the arm and drags her unceremoniously out of the council hall]




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The library of Lhyst was dark, as it usually was - too much light could damage the delicate manuscripts. In one corner, a hooded figure sat at a desk, poring over an ancient scroll.

"'... empower You as leader of the knights of Your Demesne...'" the reader murmured, and, "'... protect and defend this Sacred Land from all threats, both...'."

The figure looked up, his hood falling back to reveal the long hair of Baron Huinesoron. "'Both those that strike from afar, and those that creep from within'," he recited. "Hmm."

He reached across the desk and pulled over a hastily-scribbled note in his wife's hand. With one finger, he tapped a line of script. "Hmm indeed."

((He's reading the original text of the Edict of Bast. It might be well to remember the history eastern Plort...))

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