Galmair Meeting

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MahaRinya
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Galmair Meeting

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Boten sind unterwegs und befestigen an den Stadt Brettern eine Bekanntmachung
Nach unserem Treffen in Galmair werden alle interessierten Personen und Bürger gebeten sich in die jeweilige Städteliste einzutragen.
Bitte schreibt darunter als was oder wie ihr unser Vorhaben unterstützen wollt.

Solltet ihr nicht wissen um was es geht fragt herum. Nähere Details werden bewußt vermieden um Spionen keine Informationen zu liefern.

signed
Maha-Rinya für Galmair

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Messengers are on their way to post a notice on the town bulletin boards
Following our meeting in Galmair, all interested individuals and citizens are asked to sign up on the respective town list.
Please write below what role you’d like to play or how you’d like to support our project.

If you’re not sure what this is about, ask around. We’re deliberately avoiding giving specific details so as not to provide information to spies.

signed
Maha-Rinya on behalf of Galmair
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Malchus
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Re: Galmair Meeting

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Need some muscle? The mercenaries of the Black Wyvern Company are always open for new contracts. You'll find no bolder lads and lasses in this land than us! Our blades are keen and strike like thunderbolts, and our hearts are as firm as the Nameless Mountains, knowing neither fear in battle nor mercy against our enemies. Make it worth our while, and we dauntless mercenaries will fight for you wherever you lead us, even if it's to hell and back!

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~Captain Malchus~
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Garlicá
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Re: Galmair Meeting

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((No.86, Origins_3_Runewick))

*The sprouts stand green in the sugarcane fields of Runewick where it had been cut.
They say he bought into her business, that she will con him out, after him brewing for next year.
Others say she will pay him. After her next brew.
They stand at fires, lighting the leaves of the cane, watching the caravans go and some come,
no one can be heard talking tributes.
Some of them look up to the Great Hall and sigh.*
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