Better Call Haas

[Old Man Boiendl 1454]

 

 

 

 

 

Better Call Haas 

 

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It was a clear day, the ice reflected pleasantly as Boudewijn D. Haas looked on from one of the balconies of the Haas House. The weather was warm for a Snow’s Maiden, the St Tobias snow all seemed to have melted away.

 

The City of Helena was bustling with business as the citizens dazzled at the raising of new buildings that now dotted the Helena landscape. Boudewijn glanced to his former warehouse, recently built but now sold. His pockets full and health excelling, he pressed on in admiring the gleaming Capital. 

 

A knock was heard from the end of the hall, a visitor.

 

The knock was not a shock to him, he was often visited by those who required legal services or advice on political matters.

 

He came to the door, opening it uncaringly, he nodded to the gentlemen who was at once welcomed into his home. The man began to pour onto him his plight, the financial distress he had fallen in and the future of his estate. But the meeting was interrupted by the local nuisances which often plague the Haas House. So they agreed to adjourn to the gentleman’s estate. 

 

Upon their flight from Helena he smiled at the passing travelers, going to the capital born again. He took in the smells of the flowers and warm air, tickling his nose and skin.

 

Finally they came to the man’s estate. They entered and sat down at once. They began to go into the problem the man faced, but again Boudewijn was interrupted. Unbeknownst to him a second was in the room with them. The second drew a small blade pressing it against the Attorney’s throat. The Attorney froze, the cold steel against his skin was a new sensation for him. 

 

The first gentleman swiftly drew a blade, pressing it firmly against the Lawyer’s chest. 

 

“Get up.” he said

 

The Lawyer rose. 

 

The man then led the lawyer to a nearby fire, he motioned to it. The lawyer kneeled, approaching it.

 

“P-P-Please. I- I - I don’t do anything important… Please!” Boudewijn pled, the lawyer sweating immensely, and the fire quickly evaporating the sweat

 

The second individual fluttered, perhaps scarred then with all one's force pushed Boudweijn’s head into the fire.

 

He struggled but soon gave in. 

 

The pair then did as they pleased. 

 

Boudewijn Haas was no more. 

 

[6xdestroyer 1610]

Jan swears to avenge this untimely death!

[Harold 3386]

An anonymous Waldeniab man would instruct a letter is sent around the Enpire at the news.
 

“My fellow Imperial citizens,

 

At the untimely death of Mr Boudewijn D. Haas, I now offer 1,500 minas as a bounty to catch his unknown assailant and brought to Imperial justice, whereby handed over to be tried for the crimes.

 

signed,

The Panda Merchant

[ApplePieKathy 561]

“Oh, how horrible!” Senator Rutledge frowns upon hearing the news of his death, sighing!

[pkdon 1977]

Barty lets out a scream of anger, for his main man Boudewijn had perished “I’ll kill ye, whoever killed ‘im! Be warned ye maggots! I bet it were a noble, that de Sarkozy bugger. Never liked him...”

[SlothGod 80]

Dr. Nansen thinks about all of the threats, slurs, and insults hurled at him by the attorney 

[John Ivory 4546]

The Duke receives the news in total shock. Such a recent friend and business partner gone so soon, and so violently.

 

”Send for the Solicitor-General at once,” he says to a courier, dispatching him from Novellen. When the job is done, he clutches at his necklace, muttering quiet dirges for the dead.

 

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