An Unclaimed 'Thill

[Demented_Delila 1248]

[!] A missive of some great concern has been posted about- it drips in sorrow as you approach it.

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[!] A drawing of a young ‘thill- No older then fifty is drawn upon the page.

 

Dearest Citizenry of Haelun’or,

 

This day of the 20^th of Malin’s Welcome, 1735 was supposed to be a joyous one, full of light, love and celebration brought upon by the union of the Seregon and Miravaris families- but tragedy has struck us. This young ‘thill was murdered in retaliation by the ASHEN SIGIL out of spite for being denied at the gates. I had denoted them by their uniforms, one I had been warned of by our allies in Haenseti-Ruska. They were previously banished from Reza, and thereafter, many other cities and nations. They are Bandits, thieves- They are murderers and ‘atas. They murdered this boy, with no tongue of his own to speak with...  They killed him as if he was livestock, butchered him in such a way that my eyes have never seen before... He is unclaimed, with none who knew  his name. He was a newcomer to our State and I beg of you- If you knew this boy’s name, come forward! It would be improper of us to hold his funeral without so much as knowing his name...

 

Maehr’sae Hiylun’ehya

Signed,

Head Physician, Dele Seregon

[ZythusRequiem 122]

“It is absolutely disgusting how some people conduct themselves. There is only one place for those who inflict such actions as this, and that is the acid pit. Plain and simple. If we see these bandits again, I urge the Sillumir to send them directly to the acid pit while they are at the very least in the custody of our gate system.” An ‘aheral replies, angered purely with the recent targeting and attacks from the bandits.

[Vermy 1484]

Sulraell wonders if the body would be donated for ‘research’ purposes

[Burnsider 4566]

Baelithar's hand gripped the hilt of his sword upon reading the missive. "Jackanapes! Rapscallions! Would that they were before me now for my sword is cramping from being too long in the sheath! The swiftest winds and the fastest horses could not keep them away from me! No hiding place will be too secure! Their bill has come due and the tax collector cometh!"