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KDF-Juan
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KDF-Juan

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Rickard returned to his castle after some interesting events in the capital. He had a tired look on his face but he had work to do for his King and nation. False friends and foes are all over and he was not going to allow them to consume the King. He sent a messenger rider to Edgeville and summoned his advisors and military leaders for a meeting.
It's just business.

04-Nov-2019 00:18:58

Ptolemy Dean

Ptolemy Dean

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To the royal chancery of Varrock:

My name is Rosaline Eloise Haines, a human born 37 years ago right here in this very city. Currently, you may find me at my tower. It stands where my family estate once did; but a day's ride away. I've enclosed a portrait of myself as well as a sizable sum of gold. The painting I had commissioned for your files while the gold is for a guild charter. With your permission, I would like to establish a messenger guild here in Varrock and serve as its guildmaster.


May Saradomin's light see you safely on the path,

Rosaline Eloise Haines

OOC: The painting is of a petite woman with blonde hair and blue eyes. Her expression is severe. The gold is real and in an amount necessary for any fees required. "Ptolemos, the friendly, informative Mahjarrat."
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04-Nov-2019 00:35:40

Cain Grimm

Cain Grimm

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Cain snickered after reading the letter, leaning back in his seat. From his position, he glanced out through the window of the third story and observed the distant city to the west. "I've never had a king write me before... guess I'm moving up in the world." Looking aside from the window to his packed bag, he smiled faintly. He was going to finally once more have a use for that smelly old loft in Varrock. The thought of a more urban life didn't excite him much at all though, he preferred his home in Silvarie. Regardless, he folded the paper and tucked it away in his coat. He had a day to burn, and an apartment to furnish with all he needed.

04-Nov-2019 15:33:57

kingsmoo1

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Hidden inside a large pile of neatly written out census documents would be a crumpled and poor looking piece of parchment. The parchment is covered in poorly written scribbles and almost illegible sentences.

Name: Oliana
• Age: 21
• Religion: Kharazi, Shaika, Raharni, Gara-Dul.
• Race: Human
• Dwelling location: Forest in hut. Lots of dark green.
• Kingdom role wanted: I can fight very well and make lots of things.

• Character description: Oliana stands at 5’4. Her slim yet athletic build is perfect for agility based tasks. She has very noticeable features, those being her green skin, hair and red eyes. These cane about after a small incident involving a mage. (Technically ooc, she could never write this.)

OOC

Oliana is incredibly naive and oblivious to many customs and aspects of the mainland. Coming from deep in the karamja jungle, he experience with mainlanders comes from stories and brief encounters. I had the perfect line for this moment... But I forgot it.

04-Nov-2019 18:12:22

Ptolemy Dean

Ptolemy Dean

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News travels fast. Word has it that the wandering puppet theater has made more appearances along the same line as before. This go-around spotlights the Mad King's court, presenting them as more than just bumbling advisers. They bicker and quarrel among themselves, fighting to gain the ear of the king. Those that do are often left headless or in chains, but the Mad King is quick to undo his actions and restore them as they were before. It's very much cyclical; common scenes include the king's court fleeing through the palace during one of his many tantrums—offbeat music playing all the while—only to reverse course so that it's King Henry running from them as their lips reach for his boots, their noses aiming higher.

Meanwhile, in the boxes above the stage, white knights and blue wizards laugh and conspire, each taking turns with the Mad King's strings. A very pointed allegory if there ever was one. "Ptolemos, the friendly, informative Mahjarrat."
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04-Nov-2019 21:51:02

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