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Revision as of 22:52, 18 June 2020
Below are two note. The first is an old one. The second is new.
Note One
The Articles of Submission make good reading, your Majesty.
So with all due regard to not being in service to you I will write one, unbidden, as a member of House Barimen, if only by blood, and not fealty.
My journey has been crooked. It bumped into many rocks. It was a long series of accusations, paranoias, panic, and self-inflicted wounds.
Yet time heals. In time i took to shadow. As you know in my travels i managed to find a place, known to yourself, where i was able to assay the pattern.
You guard the place now. Is that fair? With all the heirs of Barimen in Chaos these days?
I'll leave that to you. I don't write to fight.
After sometime it made sense for me to get as far from the region of my discontent as I could.
So I came here, as far ass I could go. Having no plans i started hosting raves in abandoned warehouses. Some how, in those places, Thin Whip was born.
I, Jurt, son of Dara, great grandsonish of Benedict, am a loyal Lord of Chaos.
But Thin Whip, he was born in the City of Amber.
Call on me as you wish. I will answer. I'll always come if dinner is provided.
Jurt, also known as Thin whip
