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Post by Lavinia on Jul 31, 2006 19:47:43 GMT -5
Lavinias crayon scribbled hastilly across a parchment, her movements erattic and unjudged. Her writing was bearly legible, as was her thoughts that wrote.
"Has anyone noticed that we haven't stumbled across any angry commoners recently? I know that I may be just going a little crazy...but I remember back in November 1004...there were angry commoners picketing around everywhere.
Back onto a common subject. The gypsies of this clan have been talking. They're saying things like I should not have become a Tradesmen. They also say I shouldn't be marrying an Elf...but then again...I'm related to mostly elves...so I wont listen to them. But none the less. I've been questioning my GuildHall oath very seriously...and it worries me. I've been loosing faith in my brothers and sisters as of really recently, and actions of the past moon have reinforced this...I ask you all, as my family and friends for your opinions.
With Love,
Lavvie Rah'Lhan"
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