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Post by Kiryn Melinda Rein on May 1, 2004 8:19:19 GMT -5
Sir Joseph Posted on 19/4/2004 at 06:34:20 AM by Kiryn Melinda Rein
~Walks to the doors of Windstorm remembering the last time she was here and seeing an old friend~Speaks softly Joseph my friend..I nay know if I will see you again*choaks on my words..Since the loss of my family and my loved ones I have not been well..I have told my daughter Samantha to come here and find you... Please dear friend if you see here take care of her..~voice trails off~ Please
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Post by Sir Joseph on May 1, 2004 20:29:38 GMT -5
Taking a parchment from the wooden tiers of es desk.... dipping a quill inte the bottle of dark ink and beginning te scribe in a miraculously perfect penmanship.... Dearest Kiryn, Mah ole friend.. *smiles* I opes ye aves been well. But from ye werds I donnae knowes and that troubles meself... Of course I shall see te it ye daughter Samantha, wouldst be in the bestest of hands, and twould be mah honor and privilege to accomplish such. ((of course only if she aint as mischievous as you.. chuckles)) Please iffen it be possible I dost wish te see ye as well mah friend... I express my condolonces fer ye losses, but .. *smiles te himself* I opes ye aves nae lost ye magnificent smile. I shall keeps me eye open fer ye daughter Samantha, and twould be such a grand pleasure te mah eyes to behold ye in my sight... *stopping scribing... lying the quill upon the desk as I thinks of mah ole friend, a smile curls the corneres of mah lips... wonderins jest ow one so young couldst ave a grown daughter... My best regards and I wish te see ye as well as yer daughter....... yer friend in arms....SirJ.. Knight of the Olde Code.... carefully rolling up the scroll, holding it tightly as I drip the wax from a candle onte the seam... then pressing my ring inte the wax...
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