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Ashelia Riot,

A word, if you will.

If I know anything about your father, I know that even in his time returned the exchange of information from his own self to yours would be, if anything - and please note, I do say this all in the kindest and most careful, meticulously-worded manner as I can muster, as I know the man is your father and does his honest best at keeping you in the dark - useless. Of everything, these are the things that I believe I can assume you know.

Ⓞ Ala Mhigo is free: That was you! Yay!

Ⓞ Bernard is dead: nobody misses him Rhalgr rest his grieving soul.

Ⓞ Ashley Riot is not, and never has been, a ‘whole story’ genre of a man.

I also believe it is fair to assume you’ve heard your healthy share abound that is the seedy, grotesque underbelly of my Family - Gelva, blessedly, excused. Stories and tales that ring about the Mhigan Quarter and every sister township you’ve rescued from the Garlean’s grasp, and the refugee camps in Eorzea, I’m sure.

It is not all rumor. I am sure you know. Very little is.

I hope my efforts during your lead of the Rebellion were helpful and left the impact required to accomplish all you managed, with your dear husband and your band. At the time of my extending my hand, it had not been my intent to give offer of aid with any plan to hold that over your head in any manner, in any foreseeable future of Hydaelyn, I assure you. I have well enough free time on my own to manage the most daunting of tasks, given the moral support for it. But I am not a diviner. I do not have future sight. So here I am.

Ashelia, this is a formal request from myself, Hawthorne Silverbrand, unto you, Ashelia Riot, for a meeting of two parties on the good faith that you have been aided by my name in the past. You, on behalf of The Riskbreakers, Ala Mhigo, and Bernard Undertaker’s departed name. Myself on behalf of the Silverbrand family, and the vibrant Undercity that remains.

On my own good faith, and as a show of it, I will leave the location up to you. Come alone, armed if you wish it. I would like to speak with you on matters your father has not mentioned.

-H.Silverbrand

@onwesterlywinds

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jmdragunas

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Hawaii, Kilauea | Toby Harriman

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Charger by William De Morgan, Modern and Contemporary Art

Anonymous Gift, 1929 Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, NY Medium: Lustred earthenware

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booty shorts that say “god won't let me die” on the ass

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Mount Aureole - Lux Notcis by Reuben Wu [800x600]

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