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Summer hath arrived with the heat of Hades and faire doth be sure to follow thereby. |
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Thou hast been strangely silent, m’friend. ‘Tis mine hope thou art not ill nor lay amort unbeknownst to all and the victem of foul play? Sir Mikel |
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Methinks, Ulfarr doth fit thee, goodly Sir. Azazeal be of the nether realms; Uflarr be of the here and now. Thou art flesh and blood to be sure as ye have descended (ascended?) onto this plane of life. Sir Mikel |
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Many thanks for thyne kind words good man. |
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Azazeal, |
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For thy spurs, I would refer thee unto Chief Oenghus (Angus)as he be an ironsmith of no little repute. He befound in my friends list upon my cot. Sir Mikel |


What Ho! Thy words me a pleasure unto mine eyes this day, goodly Sir! This far have I traveled unto one faire, but two more await me in September. The project of such doth grow within me and I can scarce contain myself thereabout!
Sir MikelHast thou portraits to share with the Shirefolk?
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