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MUSIN WANTED: DEAD OR ALIVE

 

 

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100 MINA PER MUSIN! DEAD OR ALIVE!

 

IN ORDER TO REACH ME, SEND A BIRD TO THE WEST OF ALMARIS, TO THE FOREST JUST BEFORE THE ICY LANDS WITH A LETTER SLATHERED IN THE SCENT OF MEAT.  ((K3#4883))

 

Signed, Anonymous

 

ADDITIONALLY: DO NOT KILL THE MUSIN BY THE NAME OF 'NUTMEG' - if you kill her or touch her you will be flayed.

 

[!] A portrait depicting Nutmeg:

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JUXTAPOSINGLY, one bohemian beckons a waxing joviality unto his oft disillusioned gaggle of lineaments –– anointed by the very fruits of youth, culling the tract of yugas past. Forsooth, fold by fold; pore by very pore, did so faint a vestiges of wretched, Machiavellian jubilance concede to his countenance. Truly, Vladislav of Woldzmir leered with the flippant Ashford Sun's Smile.

 

"Woe betide, the rodents shall cede plague unto our pious bounties."

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Tac holds out the missive to a nearby squatting giant, looking up to him "Whats it say, mister?" After a brief explanation, its ears droop "Hows we gonna gets more trades then?"

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Toast, a 'respected' member of the Musin community gazed upon the missive with a thoughtful expression, in his hand he held the first of many boomsteel implements capable of wanton misery. "Kowabunga it is." 

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Aeonn would glance over the paper before his voice echos throughout the hidden cavern "They who give no mercy unto that which are helpless against them. Shall be given no mercy in return..." followed by many clashes of metal against metal all along the cavern

"For someone has envoked upon themselves a death wish... every musin that is harmed from this missive the accused will pay tenfold"

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"If only I owned one of those homing birds," lamented Yrsa as she oiled her blade, eyeing her own reflection.  "I could end so many little stories at once for the sake of mina!"

 

Spoiler

Kind of scummy though to promote killing a group of harmless players for the sake of it, no good RP will come out of it.  Especially if it's texting-bird RP sent to [REDACTED] name.

 

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"But why? Was her mother pushed off a balcony by a pack of musin at a party? If so, completely understandable... Though even then, how am I meant to claim a reward from an anonymous bulletin?"
Sir Vulpe Hazmezul, the Count of Izvoroshu, inquires.

Spoiler

Cruella was a dumb film and OOCly emulating it makes you look badimage.png.1b9b336938e2f7b2c93646c7a168c83b.png
Also, how am I RPly meant to message an anonymous person? We don't have discord in RP. Seems very low effort

 

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Being illiterate the grimy peasant Chadeline read the missive incorrectly, lips splaying into a wide grin with crooked and yellow teeth; "Keep all Musin safe besides Nutmeg! Kill Nutmeg! Shitty spice, gives me gas!"

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A Starbreaker twirls a warhammer in her right hand, raising an Ironwood shield with the left. In the depths of the mountain Kingdom of Urguan, her steel platemail gleams in the golden light of flickering braziers and lanterns. "COME AN' FOCKIN' GET 'EM YEAH PURE MUTAN'S!" she roars into the deep and the dark.

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A little child-like creature named Cin wondered what the cute mice creatures she's heard of did to deserve this! All the while trying to get grape juice out of her uniform.

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"that was fast"
The boreal Druid mumbled under their breath as they came across yet another missive, pocketing it much like the previous one, they were then hit with an idea, shaking their head some they then proceed onward through the woods, humming an old tune.

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Nataliya rubbed her temples in frustration that Aimee is now turning into a Fictional character villain that skins puppies for a coat. 

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Cpt. Viktoriya DeNurem sharpens a sewing needle, thrusting it into the air like a sword. "A big enough weapon for a small enough creature. Yam making bank today."

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YAHYA AL-NABEEL, fabled and in all his opulence set his gaze upon the notice as he returned from some sand-riddled expedition... and he did not smile, nor did he laugh, but the man prepared his weaponry to purge such hideous creatures AND get paid for it. "Two birds with one stone..." he simply murmured.

 

And yet the man knew not who to send a letter to.

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"'ow are weh supposed ter send a bird ter "Anonymous" again fellas? Oi dink oi forgo'. Is dere ah aviary somewhere 'n Almaris addressed as such?" questions Filibert Applefoot as he reads this missive off in Haense.

Spoiler

If you're gonna have people send a bird you need to let them know where to send said bird IRP providing discord information doesn't cut it since that's an OOC medium.

 

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