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Beware The Imposter!

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*A notice is pinned on several notice boards throughout the lands of Athera, but primarily in the Human settlements . . .

 

"Scouts in the field report a small group of people belonging to some unknown organization have been posing as mercenaries hired by the Teutonic Order. If you encounter one of these scoundrels, you are encouraged to dispatch them immediately, remove their heads from their corpse and spike them in a public place to ward off the usurpers. Their goal is largely unknown but it can be easily deferred that they aim to destabilize the peace Humanity has found in this new world.

 

Bei Lanz."

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"Most likely a Strelt bandit order who have impersonated others in the past. Corbett most likely leads them.."

 

Arn itches his beard, murmuring to himself, then writing down his thoughts and pinning them up.

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Rumble sees the poster "Go teh Oren and ya'll find em' scoundrels! They're all over the feckin' place! The biggest baddy is dat big-uns wit daht fancy crown!"

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"How many times has this happened in the past? Too many to count. These brigands need to get new material."

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Vincent looks around, making sure Mirtok or anyone else of authority is around. He then lies down and takes a nap in the woods.

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Vincent looks around, making sure Mirtok or anyone else of authority is around. He then lies down and takes a nap in the woods.

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Richard Burrell looks at the entrance of his stonework's as the Scout Brudda enters the public stonework's, the Scout pulls out one of the many scroll from his bag giving it to Richard. Richard grabs the letter setting on his table giving him a nod of thanks and dismissal.

"Why can't people enjoy the peace while it last..." He saids with a sigh as he finishes reading the scroll. He balls the paper up throwing it to the furthest end of the stonework's.

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"OrdernMarschall!" The voice of a scout rips through the cold air, shattering the silence of the alpine mountains for just a swift moment as he trots towards the general, bearing a sealed note. "A message from the Hochmeister, ma'am." The scout hands the sealed parchment over, watching as a pair of charcoal gauntlets unravel the note. ​The golden trimmed helmet of the general nods slightly, casting a sharp glance to the scout as she rolls the parchment up in her frosted palms. "Ergh… Sounds like a similar incident we had in the Fringe." 'Titan' dismisses the scout and returns to editing blueprints in preparation for a long day of construction ahead.

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*continues searching for the scoundrels, frowning. "I will find these... these scoundrels... if it's the last thing I ever do!" the Swagmeister exclaims.

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At dinner time Edric sits in the dining hall, munching quietly on some well cooked steak as the others talk. One of his brothers brings up the subject of the poser, pulling his attention from his meal. The medic listens closely to the words his brother speaks. As the announcement is finished he lets out a sigh, going back to thinking. He cannot help but wonder why people always try to cause problems like this. 

 

He goes back to munching on his steak.

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*Francois grumbles to himself after learning of the imposter, deciding to go and investigate.*

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