{an announcement is made by the Militia Lieutenant...}
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 _::An public announcement is called for by the Militia Lieutenant:: I've fought and bled beside most of you for many years now. During that time I've hardly left the boundaries of the Realm. I'm still young yet and I think it's time I experience more of this life. With a clear concious and heavy heart, I hearby relinquish my rank and service to the Southern Nars Militia under Chancellor Dwin. Thank you ::…she scans the crowd once taking note of the faces then quietly walks back to the barracks...::_ 
 
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 A man draped in what appears to be a long black shroud and hood exhales slightly and writes something on a bit of parchment. Before leaving Norwick, he attempts to hand her a single black rose with red thorns as she leaves the barracks…. 
 
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 Firdrya Last recruit of the Militia's scout keeps silent and ponders. 
 
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 Benji seems totally confused. Do you think it's because of the wedding? 
 
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 Elyl looks from the edge of the crowd with a sad, but understanding expression on his face 
 
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 Mord watches quietly from the edge of the crowd. He catches her eyes with his and bows his head slightly then drifts away 
 
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 - The hooded dwarf 'Grunts Annoyed'.
 The hooded dwarf stares at the former militia member for a bit. Maybe a brow raises a little, but he pensively tugs on his beard. He follows the chancellor into the hall, his staff leaving a burn mark as he goes 
 
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 *The Chancellor grunts something to the hooded dwarf beside him who recedes back to the Great Hall. He then takes a step forward and salutes to Kresha, fist-to-chest style as often seen in Norwick.* Kresha, you've gone above and beyond in your duty here… Know that you always have a place here should your wanderlust subside and you wish to return. The Chancellor turns quickly and leads his kin into the Great Hall 
 
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 Rando looks on and just shakes his head " Norwick faces the Drow, Devlin recently killed and she 'quits'. Talk about timing…" 
 
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 Cecil stares, mouth agape, and a confused expression on his face. 
 He doesn't chase, or say anything, but seems rather puzzled, almost a "What the hell do I do now?" look on his face.
 
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 Hammerhand, who doesn't really know the lieutenant to begin with, just nods approvingly. 
 
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 Maya closes her eyes and sighs, but says nothing. 
 
 
			
			
		 
			
			
		 
			
			
		 
			
			
		 
			
			
		 
			
			
		