JeffL
Apprentice
[A road-weary woman wearing the Royal livery arrives at the site of the newly constructed tavern. She slides off her horse, and climbs atop nearby barrel. Pulling out a piece of parchment, she clears her throat and announces loudly...]
People of Acarthia, it is with a heavy heart I bring you this news.
On July 16, 418, King Sir Nigel Moorefield passed away permanently. He was 73 years old. The King appears to have died of natural causes when his heart gave out.
The portrait memorial in the Great Hall will be open to the populace starting with the full moon and will cease by the following full moon.
Long lived the king, may he rest in peace.
[Lowering the paper she looks into the eyes of those watching...]
I, Magnella Blaine, bring you this truth, upon my title as a Royal Herald.
People of Acarthia, it is with a heavy heart I bring you this news.
On July 16, 418, King Sir Nigel Moorefield passed away permanently. He was 73 years old. The King appears to have died of natural causes when his heart gave out.
The portrait memorial in the Great Hall will be open to the populace starting with the full moon and will cease by the following full moon.
Long lived the king, may he rest in peace.
[Lowering the paper she looks into the eyes of those watching...]
I, Magnella Blaine, bring you this truth, upon my title as a Royal Herald.
