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A quasit appears throughout Tarkuul, giving chase to Gerald should it find him, but mostly to post a series of fliers up around the Risen City. It would return to Zanshibon shortly after and again, post up fliers.

Drow mercenary wanted. Seek Zixler the greeter for payment information.

Grim takes note of the fliers and stops to read one. Writes down the name in his book and walks away.

A certain hooded figure would stop and take a peek at the poster, copying it to his notebook and leaving as swiftly as he had appeared.

Sensing somewhat of a call, a drow of Tarkuul takes note of this.

A black and red clad Duergar reads one of the notes and grumbles something about "Why do those bleedin' pointy ears get all th' fun?" With this Oskar Bloodbeard wonders off to find something to hit with his axe.

This is refreshed with an addendum added:

Seeking all who wish to gain power through blood. Seek Zixler the Greeter.

//arrange a time to meet with me in PMs.

A woman figure passes the note in Tarkuul, and sends word to this Zixler.

A certain tiefling reads the note attentively with a stale expression on her face. When she's finished she'd march on in silence.

Lucius would see the notice and cant his head reading it, but whether
he sent a missive or not, remained shrouded in mystery.

*Walking through Tarkuul Ðraco passes by one of the notices. Stopping to investigate, a frown forms on his lips as he sees who posted it. Instinctively his right hand goes to tear down the demonling’s parchment, pausing as his fingers gripped the top, tugging lightly. Looking at the notice in thought a moment before releasing it, leaving it pinned up and continuing on with his day.*

These notices are refreshed!

//I will be around tonight, midnight, gmt for those of you interested.

The diminutive female drow dressed in gold and white armor glides up to a notice in Zanshibon. Her features remain pleasant with a slight smile making her perfection seem welcoming. After reading it, she straightens it then glides off with exactly the same expression as she arrived with.

// Sweet, I will have around 45-50 minutes before I leave.

A hooded male human could be seen approaching Zixler, his tone and reaction calm and neutral. He would whisper in the demons ear.

"There are mutual goals to be met here, perhaps we could talk more in private."

//One shot led to another but I have been punished for my failure with the mother of all hangovers. I will try again tonight! Be thur, be square, and bring a virgin to sacrifice.

// B-but tonight is the revel of Sune D:

//oh. Well! I'll see if I'm still around after the revel, keep your eyes peeled for an update here.

// Will do

[Zanshibon, Tarkuul] Recruitment!

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