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Nh'bdy · Seasoned Veteran Joined: 13 Mar 2008 Posts: 308

with a small parchment attached to it's left leg, if found and recieved it's package would read thusly.

Isk · Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 10:58 pm Post subject:

Isk sat hunched at his desk watching how the flickering candle played over the now thrice read letter. Using a thin knife he stilled his shaking hands, cutting and arranging the letter in quarters. The flames danced off of the porcelain of the Magnate’s mask and gave his envy green eyes a light glaze as he set the knife down. He gave a thoughtful look to the cut papers and moved one with the word Nh'bdy closer to his chest.

“I should just have him beaten” the Magnate turned Regent mused as he pushed a light blue substance onto one of the slips of cut up missive with a miniature mirror. With shaky hands he rolled the paper around the substance and pinched the tip. “Or burned” He added as he added a second layer of cut missive around the shaft of the hand rolled object, dipping the creation in a thin coat he breathed on it and though briefly surprised at the rankness of his breath he placed the tip of it to the lips of his cold porcelain mask and leaning towards the still burning candle lit the smoke and inhaled deeply. After a few blissful breaths he wrote the following:

People of Britain, I, Isk… The Magnate of Magincia and Regent, shall deliver on to you a great bounty within two weeks time. I live, serve and am the people.

Having written the short reply he momentarily placed his drug hazed eyes where a songbird once perched. Craning his head to the far left he gazed at the bird’s current residence as part of a taxidermy display wedging various books on his shelf. Needless to say the letter found its way to Britain where it was nailed to the bank by some other means.