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| | | width="40%" bgcolor="White" | '''Lead Editor: [[Felhand Family/Davendrall|Davendrall]]''' ([[User:X-anne-x]]) <br>'''Editor and Agony Aunt: [[Van_Dell_Family/Anneliese|Anneliese]]''' ([[User:Audacity]]) | | | width="40%" bgcolor="White" | '''Lead Editor: [[Felhand Family/Davendrall|Davendrall]]''' ([[User:X-anne-x]]) <br>'''Editor and Agony Aunt: [[Van_Dell_Family/Anneliese|Anneliese]]''' ([[User:Audacity]]) |
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| − | The Muninn Newsrag! This Newspaper about the glorious vikings of gloriousness of Norland! The Muninn Newsrag is named after Muninn, the owl of memory. This owl is owned by Odin, one of the Viking Gods of [[The Way of the Hammer]]. Although Norland has...mysteriously disappeared (but secretly we all know Xaphan forgot where he put it), the memory of Norland still lives on in the Norlanders who continue to seek a way to make a new Norland. As such, a paper about Norlanders, is named the newspaper of the memory. The paper is currently based in [[Barad Lacirith]], Capital of Eston, where there is a current infestation of Norlanders. The main editor is [[Felhand_Family/Davendrall|Davendrall Felhand]] who also owns the newspaper as part of her business; [[Felhand_Family/Davendrall#The Cute Cookie Corporation|The Cute Cookie Corporation]]. In her offices there are rows upon rows of mini desks. And in each one, is a rabbit. And in each rabbit's fury little paws is a pencil. And with that pencil, they have been trained to write. And thus this newspaper is written. | + | The Muninn Newsrag! The Newspaper about the glorious vikings of gloriousness of Norland! The Muninn Newsrag is named after Muninn, the owl of memory. This owl is owned by Odin, one of the Viking Gods of [[The Way of the Hammer]]. Although Norland has...mysteriously disappeared (but secretly we all know Xaphan forgot where he put it), the memory of Norland still lives on in the Norlanders who continue to seek a way to make a new Norland. As such, a paper about Norlanders, is named the newspaper of the memory. The paper is currently based in [[Barad Lacirith]], Capital of Eston, where there is a current infestation of Norlanders. The main editor is [[Felhand_Family/Davendrall|Davendrall Felhand]] who also owns the newspaper as part of her business; [[Felhand_Family/Davendrall#The Cute Cookie Corporation|The Cute Cookie Corporation]]. In her offices there are rows upon rows of mini desks. And in each one, is a rabbit. And in each rabbit's fury little paws is a pencil. And with that pencil, they have been trained to write. And thus this newspaper is written. |
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| − | |• Dear Aunt Anne, I think my husband is cheating on me with my best friends sister, what do I do? - ''Georgina''
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| − | Who are you, and why are you calling me 'aunt'? Does Kate have a lover I don't know about? You certainly can't be any niece of mine; I doubt any daughter of Katelijn would know how to write, much less at such a young age.
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| − | And don't tell me you're a daughter of my little brother - that, I don't want to even think about.
| + | ==This Months Paper== |
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| − | You clearly have the wrong Anne. Go bother someone else. - ''Anneliese''
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| − | |• Dear Aunt Anne, I have a pumpkin fetish, what do I do? - ''Anonymous''
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| − | |• Dear Aunt Anne, I have just turned 16 and now my parents are trying to marry me off to a man i barely know, and he has really big feet that scare me. I don't want to marry him but neither do I want displease my parents. Do you have any advice? - ''Elizabeth'' | + | |• Dear Aunt Anne, I think I am in love with this man, and I was going to tell him, but then he proposed to my sister. I feel confused and heartbroken and I don't know what to do - ''Tilly'' |
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| − | I have severe erectile dis-function. I fear my wife will leave me and I don't know what to do or who to get help from. Please help me Aunt Anne - ''Jeff''
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| − | You would be better off asking this question to a healer, as I am not one. By the way, is that your real name, 'Jeff'? I'm not sure why you chose to write to this newspaper, which is read by... uh, one or two people, not counting myself, but... okay, I can see a certain wisdom in writing to a seldom-read advice column rather than a local healer.
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| − | Anyway, I suggest melt the end of a candlestick and attach it to yourself in order to please your wife. Just don't light the wick before you do, I doubt your wife will appreciate that.
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| − | |title=NOTICE | + | |title=Eston and the Barony of Makar attack Minis Ithil |
| − | |article=Please do not send your local advice columnist any more letters pertaining to sex, or sexual matters thereof. She gets really tired of having to wash her hands after reading each letter. | + | |article=Finally after many many months of sitting in Eston doing nothing, we finally move out to attack Minis Ithil! Then finally after spending many many days sitting around in random regions waiting to attack Minis Ithil, half of us run out of money, some loosing troops, and have to go back to the cities during the start of the attacks. Despite loosing the first battle in [[Dunstoke]] due to an unorganized two turn move, and the second battle, the most recent battle that took place this morning was a victory! The Rabid Squirrel Brigade of Norlanders (though officially part of Eston at the moment) were lead into battle valiantly by Sir Xaphan Squirrellypants wearing his Shinny Girdle of Command alongside the armies of the Barony of Makar. The weird and crazy battle cries of the Norlanders could be heard throughout Minis Ithil. The battle lasted many amounts of some form of time, but vastly outnumbed the armies of Minis Ithil fell and victory was ours! Now we get to loot! Yaaaayyy! |
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| − | |article=There they were...the Norlanders back together, on the way to battle...or at least they would be if all but two members of the Rabid Squirrel Brigade weren't late. So there they were, Mick and Davendrall strolling through some random fields...when all of a sudden, out of nowhere, came a hoard of undead monkeys! Must have come from the forests in the Barony of Makar...silly Barony...can't bury their monkeys properly. Anyway...there they were, Mick and Davendrall being ambushed by a hoard of undead monkeys...bravely fighting in the name of their country, slaying the evil beasts where they stood. Except they weren't. While the Estonites were fighting the undead hoard...Mick was preoccupied by a single monkey attached to his head...and Davendrall was preoccupied with watching the hilarity of a Viking with an undead monkey on his head, having his troops firing arrows at him to get it off, and having food catapulted at him because they had forgot the ammo. So there they were, Mick and Davendrall preoccupied with a single monkey, leaving the Estonites to fight off the hoard.
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| − | |article=For some reason that this reporter cannot remember, due to heavy drinking during the previous night, King Jean Alain stepped down, only to be reelected again. We suspect it might have had something to do with the large amount of messages sent to the whole realm during that time, but we have not yet bothered to reread them and thus nothing of worth to report.
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| − | |article=The residents of Barad Lacrith were awoken last night by a large squirrel with a mangle on his tail, claiming to be an owl exterminator. This was very convenient, for at this moment, Barad Lacrith was struck with a sudden infestation of owls. Rest assured, nobles and other citizens of Eston, that this menace was quickly killed. And by 'menace', we mean the owls, not the giant squirrel.
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| − | |article=Today a girl was found dead outside her house, hanging from a tree. The local watch confirm it was suicide and released the girls name as 'Georgina'. They have sent a letter to the owner of the local newspaper...this one...claiming a need for a public retribution as the girl was found clutching a letter from this papers Agony Aunt; Anne. Thus this newspaper formerly says sorry to the girl and hope you have a nice time in heaven. Let it be known this was an unusual inncident and readers should not be discouraged from sending in letters to Aunt Anne. The Agony Aunt has been informed, though it apparently wasn't explained to her prior to the letter that she was indeed...an agony aunt, which caused the confusing in the first place and led the girl to suicide...yeah erm...sorry about that
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| − | |article= During an... incident involving this newspaper's headquarters, we are sad to report that Lepruchan wine is illegal outside of brothels. This news comes from Athena Leather, Royal Magistrate of Eston, Duchess of Barad Lacirith, Marshal of the "Royal Judicial Corp", also known as 'she of the ridiculously long title.'
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| − | (The reporter of this story would like to remain anonymous, for fear of possible... repercussions. <sub>Please don't hurt me, Athena.</sub>)
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| − | |article=Reports have been coming from in and around the capital of Eston about sudden chaos spreading in many regions. The peace and tranquility of Eston has been progressively destroyed, replaced by terrors never seen before. Slum housing around Barad Lacirith has abruptly caught fire, after fire retardant squirrels, set alight, were fired through walls from what appeared to be giant catapults. In the center of the city there have been rumors of a giant squirrel, by the name of Xaphan claiming to be a nobleman joining the realm, and has even been granted an oath with a region lord. Tavern brawls have increased by 162% since the chaos began, with many drinkers having hallucinations, apparently from drinking Leprechaun Wine. But all this is insignificant compared to the information that has recently been revealed: All the cookies in Eston have been stolen!
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