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[Tay Thormear]

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With the contract in hand, some of the Moonglow Soldiers travelled to Nujelm. Fong read over the contract while the rest of them stood in a square. Ceinwyn, Queen of Moonglows allies, stood along with them.

After settling minor technications, the soldiers set out to get familiarized with the Land. One by one, the soldiers introduced themselves to the towns people and the shop owners. The inn keeper was thrilled to see the activity and the arrival of new stayers.

Fong and Beowulf sat in the bank, together they wrote the new ownership papers. They smiled together and exchanged hand shakes. The neighbouring Islands would be one, and protected by the same force.

Beowulf Thormear, the new Mayor of Nujelm would take part of Moonglows army over to Nujelm. Together with his own general and captains, he would build the defences from what they were left at. Quickly boats would be set up for import and export, than after that, Nujelm would be on its way.

The two Mayors departed and went on to their buisness. Soldiers began their evening patrols of Moonglow and Nujelm, and Beo got down to buisness. He made his way from the bank to the palace. Step by step his face tensed with a smile, garden workers and palace maids greeted him at the door. His new home.

Quickly Beowulf issued a letter to be spread across Sosaria. It read:


To whom it may concern,

With a recent change, Nujelm has been offically made apart of Moonglow. The beautiful golden city will be fully active once again and continue to be protected as Legion did for the city before. The Island is, of course, open to public use as it has always been. All may visit, sail, shop at it, or whatever it is you wish to do.

To kick off the new change, there we will be ball, held at Nujelms palace. Information will follow in the near future. Please feel free to direct any questions about the city towards Mayor Fong of Moonglow, or the Islands new Mayor, Beowulf Thormear.

//signed\\

Lord Beowulf Thormear,
Mayor of Nujelm

His fingers locked together behind his back, Beowulf strolled calmly around the city. He could only admire the beauty of it, the structure of it, he felt the grace of the city as the oceans breeze blew by. He swore at that moment he'd do everything in his power to keep the city glorious.