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Morgan Montague
Morgan Montague
niet sans
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Oepsie Woepsie! De trein is stukkie wukkie! OqB89Df
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Oepsie Woepsie! De trein is stukkie wukkie! WeWTwWl

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Age: 23
Race: Mage
Occupation: Noblewoman


Darlin' darlin'
doesn't have a problem lying to herself 'cause her liquor's top-shelf
Morgan often received guests at her home, mostly men, but let's not focus on the details. Today she had the honor, to entertain one of the Carnegie brothers, the younger one. Morgan knew next to nothing about the elder one-Augustus. But she had a suspicion she didn't need to. Elias would suit her much better. She had sent Laurie away for the afternoon, to some relative's house. Morgan had thought about dismissing the infant completely, shipping her away to some boarding school. Such a thing was normal for girls of nobility no? But she hadn't really decided on it yet. For; she did need her daughter. Alive that is, for it was to her the house and most of the offer possessions belonged too. But being a child, her mother managed them for now. A servant came in, the room. Disrupting her train of thought. Elias was here. A pleased smile appeared on Morgans lips as she told the maid to bring him in. Morgan was dressed fairly modestly today. Just a simple gown, and hair half done up. When he entered the room, she smiled and quickly popped a sweet in her mouth. She had a tray with thee and all kinds of desserts on the table for them to take. And some tea to wash it all down with. "The tea is steaming hot today, my lord." Figuratively and literally. For she also had some news to tell him.
—Hakrabi


Sun Jan 15, 2023 8:43 pm
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