Collective Wills of Karma Virus/Lonnarin

[lonnarin]

In the event of my own death or long term disappearance, these are the very public and collective wills of all my characters.

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Bjornigar Ironguts: Everything goes to Willy Catpaw/C.Pooser, especially the house.  The House will NEVER go to Muhkuman, and he just has to suffer with only having one... if in any case WIlly or a future owner try to give it to him, it will be reappropriated by the state and turned into an orphanage, and for no other purpose.  If this is unnaceptable to the real estate office of Leringard, then it will be burned down to the ground in response by said orphans.

Kahzrag Gloom: All properties are to be reabsorbed by the city of Prantz

Farros Galdor: All to go to Skabot Redwulf.  If he is already dead, it goes to Az Ptol.  In either case scenario, the body shall go to Az Ptol for reanimation so that even should Farros die, his legend will go on as the best dressed eternal undead ever.

Earl Frogstomper: everything given to Tritherion

Kor Gromak: All assets liquidated to go towards a single solitary Tent Temple of Grand which in game should realistically cost little more than two bearskins and a dozen sticks and a bowl to bleed into.

Grovel Foaming Wolf: all assets to be gambled for by the goblin crew, Mangle-Or, Nonac Shadow Wolf and Warsinger.  The body is to be devoured by the same.

[lonnarin]

Update:

Earl frogstomper: As Tritherion is now dead, all items and gold are to go to the Temple of Prunilla until further notice.  Will update his will once he has found a worthy successor.

Bjornigar Irunguts: As the house is already converted into an orphanage, such will remain its function, under Willy's care.  He is the Vaultmaster, and and the maker of orphans.  If at any time he chooses to try and kick the orphans out, redesign it into his own mansion and live selfishly, the clergy of Dorand have full permission to seige it and run the orphanage themselves.

Kor Gromak: Axe and shield have gone to his oldest friend, Rak Ramhorn.  The rest to go to the victims of those harmed by Segem and his cowardly crimes, if only as pennance for following such a vile god.  Kor finds honor in his retirement, going off into the wastes of Krashin to meditate and die one day.  At 80+ years of age, he feels his orcish body wilting.  There is no glory in a path of grand, only spite and murder.  Kor is too honorable to continue such a path.