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Post by ShadowCatJen on Jun 7, 2022 16:28:11 GMT -5
*several postings go up, one is posted in the Tipsy Imp in Valkur's Roar, the others placed in or around the Obscene Ogre in Suzail, and the Leering Lecher in Marsember* To Me Would-Be Kidnappers
As it was said to your man You might want to rethink things Ask around about those who walked your current path
Tarkas Bresk ... dead Chop the Dwarf ... dead Purple Dragon Imposters from Sembia ... dead ... except for the one we let live to tell others not to come after me again
Check and check deeper There have been others over the decades You'll see where their fate lay And here me be, quite well and alive
You're being paid by Kirky Wirky who doesn't care if you live or die Me deal of a counter offer still stands
- Mynian Copperhand, your would-be target // DM Betelgeuse DM Private P
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2022 17:05:56 GMT -5
*several postings go up, one is posted in the Tipsy Imp in Valkur's Roar, the others placed in or around the Obscene Ogre in Suzail, and the Leering Lecher in Marsember* To Me Would-Be Kidnappers
As it was said to your man You might want to rethink things Ask around about those who walked your current path
Tarkas Bresk ... dead Chop the Dwarf ... dead Purple Dragon Imposters from Sembia ... dead ... except for the one we let live to tell others not to come after me again
Check and check deeper There have been others over the decades You'll see where their fate lay And here me be, quite well and alive
You're being paid by Kirky Wirky who doesn't care if you live or die Me deal of a counter offer still stands
- Mynian Copperhand, your would-be target // DM Betelgeuse DM Private PIn the shadowy confines of the Lecher, Alyster reinforces the truth of the message to anyone who is curious. Adding his own details to the stories about hired kidnappers and assassins who have failed down the years.
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Post by EDM Entori on Jun 8, 2022 22:10:56 GMT -5
*An elf passing the obscene ogre stops and reads this, dressed in his grays hand upon a staff bearing adornment of a mithril tree, he remarks to himself*
"Of all of those that have passed through Valkurs Roar and Redmist - Mynian still walks it's roadways where many others, even those of greater power have faltered and failed. They'll do well not to try and outwit the seamstress."
*a absent rub at his sternum he walks off about his business.*
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