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I'm sorry for all who are involved with rp with my character Josephine, but lately time and motivation to log in are something I do not find all too often.
You can pn me, if you want to (I'll check every week or so), but for now I'll take another break for a month.

I'll take a one-week break from the game.

~A small, yet finely written note has been added to the previous one. The handwriting clearly done by the same person.~ Anyone who considers Nargùn their main deity is herby expelled from the marriage due to recent events. [/color] http://s15.postimg.org/heixxihsr/Signatur_neu.png Daughter of the la...

~A new parchment could be found among the Cadomyrian board, bearing a familiar narrow, fine handwriting of darkblue and black ink.~ I have previlege and honor to finally announce the wedding of Sir Guy Mitchell de Tobosa and me, Josephine D'Gemmifus. Elvaine Morgan, Archmage of Runewick and all that...

~Ein Zettel in fein gestochener Schrift auf höherwertigem Papier findet sich Seite an Seite mit den üblichen Gesuchen~ Einjeder der magische Edelsteine mit von Schätzern "mäßigr" genanntem magischen Potential gegen gleichwertige Steine aus Cadomyr tauschen möchte, der möge in Cadomyr für ...

~Another note, displaying the same handwriting is placed over the two others.~ My dear betrothed and I are most sorry to announce such embarrassing news in regard of our upcoming marriage. It is going to be postponed until further notice. As soon as all remaining matters are settled we will be sure ...

~A second parchment could be found just next to the one of Guy. It is written in fine, narrow handwriting of darkblue and black ink.~ As the date of my marriage draws close I wished to write formal invitation. As the first of my lineage since the very founding of the House D'Gemmifus sixteenhundred ...

The man dressed in black and silver offers nothing but another mere brief nod as he starts to neatly fold the black piece of cloth with slightly shaky fingers. Taking his eyes off the ones of the other man for the moment. Both acceptable. The decision is thine, Baron. [/i] He leaves it foled on the ...

The silver-haired man nods lightly, still wearing a face without emotion. Exellent. Silver. Go, get the Barons money. [/color] The girl bows quickly and looses no time to quielty dissapear out of the same sidedoor the other two servants used before. No one will care for what kind of dragon it was, a...

In return I am offering a dowry of 40 coins of gold here and now as well as an affiance lasting one year. If I have my dragon by then, thou may have her hand. Shalt thou fail, I will revoke my consent and be payed twice the amount thou recieved. Sebastian leans back, tilting his head only a little....

Silver turned her head to the side, away from Guy, her look having turned a little awkward. The old man lips give a weak smile while the rest of his face does not change its expression at all. I have my dear nieces loyalty, Lord Mitchell. That is all the ground I need in this matter. Regarding this ...

The old man picks up one of the coins, turning it in his slightly shaky fingers, crackling out a dry laugh. A dry laugh that quickly turns into a not less dry cough. The blonde servant girl is quick to be at his side, tapping the mans back until he recovers. And steps back to light candles and chami...

Four figures turned at the noblemans entrance. Four which Guy has not seen before. A tall woman with a finely featured face, long auburn hair and pointy ears, dressed in the same manner as Silver. A boy of maybe fourteen suffering from a bad case of acne and scrubby black hair, wearing leather boots...

The night would have gone by quietly. Or as quiet as it could be in an old wooden masion during a nightly storm. The chamins fire filled Guys room with a pleseant warmth, only slowly loosing it to the thick wooden walls and small windows. By morning someone had placed a large breakfast-plate on the ...

It is a honor and privilege to have Milord Baron as a guest. This one is called Silver and belongs to Master D'Gemmifus. [/i][/color] Answers the girl with soft voice, bowing deeply in a gracious gesture. Ever careful not to meet Guys eyes. She hesitates for a brief moment before turning and leadin...

The young woman, dressed in a plain robes dark as the night concealing her body from neck to feet and a silver collar adorning her slender neck, blinks surprised at the visitor with blue eyes. And lowers her glance quickly, gracefully dropping a curtsey, careful with the candleholder in her hand. Th...

15. Ushos 39, Albar, outskirts of the capitals nobles district, manison of the D'Gemmifus It is a stormy night. The wind howls, the old houses wood creaking while the rain whips against the windows. Somewhere from a backroom the dripping of leaking water into a bowl might be heared. An old man, dres...

Das Pergament wurde unter den Blättern, welche es zu Überdecken drohten hervorgeholt und erneut an das Brett geheftet. Ebenfalls wäre ein an das Untere Ende hinzugefügter kurzer Absatz zu finden. Die ursprüngliche Terminangabe ist sauber durchgestrichen. --- Es tut mir schrecklich peinlich den Termi...

Am Brett von Trolls Bane, sowie der Taverne Varshikars findet sich ein mit sauberer und leicht geschwungener Handschrift folgendes in der Handeslssprache verfasste Pergament: --- Zum Anlass meines dann kürzlich verstrichenen achtzehnten Geburtstags wird beginnend am Morgen des 15. Elos im 36. Regier...