AMIA ARCHIVE • View topic - Warning! [posters around major settlements]

Beware of the dangerous crew containing of a Palemaster, a fake Paladin and a feytouched creature that
most likely follows Cyric! They go by the names Lithorn, Tom and Saya, attacking innocent people they
meet on the road, unleashing their furious dwarf Bognus upon all those who would refuse to comply to
their demands.

Lithorn the Palemaster

can be recognized by wearing heavy wrappings around his left arm, which clearly
covers his undead graft. He also tends to wear a female skirt for unknown reasons. Most likely the leader
of this group. He will lie, shout, act and bluff in order to manipulate you and those around you into not
revealing his undead arm or face.

Tom the fake Paladin

can be recognized by wearing blue armor, often accompanied by the third crucial
member of their little crew - Saya. He is fully aware of the presence of a Palemaster in his company
therefore he could not possibly be a paladin. Maybe a Blackguard?

Saya Hanamori

the feytouched creature. A possible follower of Cyric, according to the amount of lies and
false accusations she spreads. Also known for trying to manipulate the guards in her favor. Do not let
her cuddly outside fool you, she is a dangerous monk, who will not hesitate to cut your throat using her
kamas if she deems the situation favorable. She is also fully aware of the presence of a Palemaster in
their group.

*a woman with her face covered in a shawl and a slick tail sticking out of her long dress stops to read the post*

Cordorian outbursts immortalized in ink. Such prowess....

*sighing she walks on*

A young woman with long brown tresses pauses when she sees the notice in Cordor, if one happened to be placed there. She blanches when she reads "Cyric" and reads the notice thoroughly before moving on.

A big half orc with face tatoos, long black hair, and stronger human features otherwise sees and reads the notice. he grows angry and rips it down. When he goes to rip it in half he stops himself and smiles. He then says

Wait there Dirg, maybe this'll convince them that this berk needs to be put in the dead book after all.

He then takes the note with him and walks on toward the market hall

A pale moon elf, after pondering the poster for a long moment with inscrutable expression, pulls down just one of these flyers and tucks it into her bag, thereafter striding purposefully away.

*a dark blue armored figure walks to a poster, reading it calmly from start to finish. He frowns and then mumbles*
Those who are quick to believe such lies are not worthy of my time..

*he thinks for a moment that he should tear the notice down, but realizes that there will simply be more of them around*

*he then thinks to himself*
And I think I can guess who it was that put up this "information"..

*he then walks away*

Any notices that are put up in Wiltun are taken down. The typical note warning against making unauthorized posts does not appear where the postings were.

Apparently there were none in Wiltun for some reason..

A note is left under one of the posters, in Cordor.

"Send word at my box of a location to meet; I would like to discuss the matter with you.

KH"

//A Cordor Courrier box number is left with the note.

*Lithorn reads the paper in Cordor and mumbles*
“Oh c’mmon …
A female skirt ?!”

*A massive Drow male in silver and black armor removes one and walks off*

A red haired an takes note of each of these individuals on a piece of parchment and moves towards Cordor South guard barracks.

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Meanwhile, in Kohlingen, the same happens with a female Knight whom moves to the keep with the conveyed information.

After the notices are delivered to the Shrine the high priestess reads them and makes a simple but puzzled remark. "Who ever put these up could have at least signed them or mentioned people that could confirm this. Insofar this is nothing but a baseless accusation"

Apparently whoever made these posters thought that he fulfilled his citizen duty by merely making a
warning, as it is upon the rest of the population to accept it, or to dismiss it.

*A man wearing the tabbard of the Sacred Order approaches and reads it. He opens a black book and takes note about the description. He carefully closes it and mumbles something about hay.*

*a copy of the missive left in Bendir Dale mysteriously vanishes one night*

Warning! [posters around major settlements]

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