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Thrax · Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2005 8:58 pm Post subject: *a Writ of Bounty*

*a flier posted throughout towns and cities*

Let it be known that a bounty of one hundred thousand gold coins has been placed upon the head of a dark elf named Dharzhal T'Ar by me, Lord Thrax.

This renegade drow is wanted for the poisoning of Duke Kotare II and myself.

Dharzhal is of medium height, slender build, dark complexion. His hair is wool white and is worn long. He prefers to wear a Zento fashion dark purple robe. He may be traveling with a female dark elf named Streea. He is an alchemist, scholar, and sorceror of some skill and should be considered dangerous. He is sly, devious, and cunning, and his word should not be trusted by anyone.

Anyone harboring this fugitive will be considered an accessory to his malicious crimes and shall be dealt with accordingly.

Any aid or information you may offer, if helpful and accurate, shall be generously rewarded. The bounty will be paid in full by my factor, Ivan Blackhands, upon receipt of the malefactor into his custody, alive.

In addition, as the bounties on Duke Kotare are no longer valid, I do hereby officially rescind them.

Lord Thrax
Priest of Oggaroth
Patron of the Orcs of Yew

Faith · Lore Keeper Joined: 01 Feb 2004 Posts: 942

After a long day of torturing Cat, Faith covers herself with a robe of shadows. She roams the streats of buc's den, lookin for peasents she may capture in the future. As she was walking, a flier catches her eye. As she reads it, she smiles. An old friend has been mentioned. She smiles as she recalls the memories of Streea. Pocketing the flier, she slinks back into the shadows leaving no trace.
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Darmug Streea · Seasoned Veteran Joined: 18 Apr 2004 Posts: 380

Darmug reached out and grabed the flyer, his skeletal bones cracking a bit. "Hmm... Streea, It has been a while." He pockets the flyer and continues to walk through umbra.

Evoroth · Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2005 2:12 am Post subject:

Evo noticed the flier and picked it up.
"Drows, against Orcs, evil versus evil. hmmm. Well my dear friend Guldor is a drow of the kindest nature, perhaps this one is a servant of good and if fighting the servants of Oggarath, could be of use to me."

Is the enemy of my enemy my friend?