Panthors And Ravens

[Mooffins]

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House Ravenstad commends House Rosendahl and their head for this conclusion. Nobody wants further escalation between our two houses, and I am more than pleased to state the Rosendahl lands, assets, troops, etc. will neither be harmed nor hampered, but protected and preserved. With each passing moment like this wholesome one, we grow closer to an end to these events, and refocus on the war in Rie. Ravenstad and Rosendahl will work together and fight the Empire's common enemies, like the Leutzmen of old have done many times before.

King Xavier of Brissiaud, First of my name, Duke of the Hinterlands​

 

[Posidem]

Olivia couldn't help but sigh as she read the notices, bringing her fan out and allowing the refreshing and cleansing scents of sage, mint, rosemary, and other herbs waft over her. "Ze stench of ze Leper lingers 'ere like rot and death." She mumbled to herself as she tried to stop herself from gagging. She fanned more, swallowing the bile that tried to come up, "And it would seem ze Rosendahl will be suffocated in ze stench of ze Pretender... I 'ad not know panthers to be such cowards." With that, she was off, barely able to keep her lunch down.

 

[AtticCat]

Juliette came upon the notice and couldn't help but be appalled by such a thing before frowning and saying in a quiet, spitting tone, "I didn't see Jamie as the type to bend for false kings, poor Amelina."

Clementine on the other hand, upon spotting the message, would only give a small sigh and shake her head, "What use is there for this such war? The poor Peirgartens." She gave another brief, sad sigh before moving off to find Tobie Peirgarten and tell him of this such news, or at least offer her condolences. @Vivamente

 

[Daekon]

Lucien stormed into the estate, snapping at a poor guard at the door, before stomping upstairs to his room in anger, "I cannot believe this! Why he did not consult with anyone is beyond me! We talked about this just last night!" the slamming of the door would echo through the house, as he sat at his desk, dipped a quill in ink, and stared at a blank piece of parchment on his desk.