Minerva

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Minerva Farseer Local Journalist Radio Show Host Borough of Primrose Nova

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"I would say both! I think our Watchers agree." She flashes a grin and speaks into the recording crystal. "But as our time today together draws to a close, my dear patrons, fellow mages and those who remain Unnamed, don't forget to praise. To who? Well, you know. Farewell for now, Primrose Nova, fare thee well."

Minny has served Primrose Nova as the local newscaster for some time now. Enough that most locals have some idea of who she is. About every two weeks, her show is broadcast to crystal powered radios, in the homes through town. Just the local news with some advertisements and ongoings throughout the Starfall Isles. But it wasn't always that why, was it? Despite having the element of water, she claims to be born and raised in the Starwood. She often reminisces about the Hymns of the Trees and the Star bears the walked the moon.

"You must remember to bring along plenty of water. As we all learned as hatchlings, don't drink from water that a Comet Rider has recently consumed. But as the debate of how long counts as "recent" is still on going, better safe than sorry! "
(on exalting and Primrose Nova University) Of course we have a college? What self respecting community of the Isle doesn't have one? So okay, maybe we only have 1 professor per subject but we do our best! Who cares if most of our students end up serving the almighty space father? He helps fund our endeavors. Why, for every scholar we send, we get a small tribute of support! I even teach some of them myself! I just took a class out to the woods this morning. Most of them even made it back. (snippet written Jan 27, 2020)

(on being a gen 1) I don't know my parents but do you know your parents, dear listener? Do we truly know anyone? Do you know yourself? I certainly don't myself but I do know you, listener. For we are here together, tonight, under the great cosmos and endless void, listening to my voice as the blossoms glitter and glow. You see. listeners, we are all here, together. And isn't that wonderful? So who cares if my egg got lost in the endless currents of the Tidelord? It's not like I listen to him anyway. (snippet written Jan 27, 2020)


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