Registration Forms and Information on Citizenship

A man grabs you by the arm as you walk the streets. You turn and look at him as his grip tightens. "Aken tave lithe?" He says to you. You stare at him in confusion and he starts to drag you away. For a moment you try and refuse but his fingers dig into your arm, leaving dark bruises around it. He drags you to a crowded building. You can't read the sign above the door way because it is in some odd script that you have never seen before. He points to the door and you walk up and enter the building. As the door closes behind you, he walks away to search out more foreigners.

Inside the building there are many people talking in many stranges tongues. You make out a few people talking in your own language and make your way over to them to ask where you are. "In the Citizen Registration Office." The man says as you take another quick glance around and notice a small desk against the far wall. An old man sits at the desk, scribbling some strange characters on a form of some sort. He looks up to you, awaiting you to speak. "What am I doing here?" Is all you can think to say. "Ahhhh, common speach, eh? You have to fill out your Citizen Registration Forms. I'm guessing you're a foreigner right?" He replies. You look at him with a confused smirk on your face. "Common...? Forms...? Foreign...? What are you talking about?" He just looks at you with a knowing grin and hands you a stack of papers. "Fill those out and then come back and ask questions." You take your forms and go sit with the people you met before, the ones who speak your language.

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Form 1 Character Information (Required)

Form 2 Mundane Information (Required)


� "Common Speach" is nothing more than the Aurelian term for English.