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BOUNTY: AN ELF AND A GIRL

NOTICE OF BOUNTY AND BANISHMENT

 

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To the two miscreants that have recently terrorized VERITAS:

 

The little brigand-to-be and the make-believe elven hero; you are hereby BANISHED from the village-state.

 

BANISHED and WANTED for instigating trouble in the village-state- trouble that resulted in a man stabbed through his gut for no reasonable cause. 

 

Though we do not know your names, we will remember your faces, and you are not welcome on our land. 

 

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THE BRIGAND-TO-BE & THE MAKE-BELIEVE HERO

 

HEARTLANDER CHILD, the brigand-to-be. 

A young child no older than seven years, black hair, blue eyes and pallid skin. 

 

Donned in red garbs, beige bottoms, and high white socks.

 

The youth is temperamental and deceptive, carrying a worn and dull dagger. 

 

WANTED FOR ATTEMPTED BANDITRY 

AND DECEPTIVE SLANDER WHICH LED TO A SOUTHERON MAN’S UNJUST STABBING.

 

Though she is known to be armed, she is not a threat to an adept combatant.

 

20 MINA FOR INFORMATION   ||| 100 MINA FOR CAPTURE

 

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HIGH ELVEN MAN, the make-believe hero.

A high elven man with white-gray hair and gray-blue eyes, standing at about 6’6 or give or take. 

 

Donned with red attire and a beige cloth over his shoulder, the man was also seen to have plate over his other arm. 

 

The man is very sardonic and presumptuous, noted to wield a halberd with a pike at its tip. 

 

He is armed, and only dangerous because he is quick to make ill-informed assumptions. 

He believes himself to be some sort of hero, and he will be unafraid to cut down if he believes you morally oppose him.

 

WANTED FOR AIDING AND ABETTING THE CHILD IN QUESTION, 

INSTIGATING A HARMLESS SITUATION WITH UNNECESSARY FORCE

AND STABBING A MAN IN COLD BLOOD UNDER THE GUISE OF MORALITY.

 

50 MINA FOR INFORMATION ||| 400 MINA FOR CAPTURE

 

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UPON CAPTURE, BRING THEM TO VERITAS TO FACE JUSTICE.

 

The child will not meet harm, but she cannot continue to grow without facing repercussions for her undisciplined actions.

 

The elf, however, will be tried as an adult. His fate has not yet been sealed, but redemption is always an option for the troubled. 

 

Act accordingly, mischief-makers.

 

Signed,

The Great (not quite Grand) Justiciar and Revolutionist of VERITAS

Amara Verrana

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A man, who'd recently visited Veritas recalls said girl- and now with the knowledge of her as a criminal, he shivers on his way to the south.

"It's always the little ones."

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A high elven man with white hair, blue eyes, who stands at the height of six feet, six inches reads the missive and raises an eyebrow. "That's like me saying that I'm searching for an Orenian with white skin, brown hair, smells like filth, and is highly invested in politics." He then keeps the missive for whenever he needs a good laugh.

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4 minutes ago, VoidandNull said:

A high elven man with white hair, blue eyes, who stands at the height of six feet, six inches reads the missive and raises an eyebrow. "That's like me saying that I'm searching for an Orenian with white skin, brown hair, smells like filth, and is highly invested in politics." He then keeps the missive for whenever he needs a good laugh.

 

An equally elvish male lofts a brow in the thief's direction. "Hey why are you taking the missive please put that back where it belongs."

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April Viradiraar's grey hues widden at what looks to be her Mali'onn on the bounty! "What in Malin's name is this!" Maybe I should turn him in She thought suddenly. I have been low on Minae recently..

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The so called Hero makes his way through the rain and mud. Some blood from the supposed attacked visible upon the cloak. Eventually, finding the dirty wanted poster. A soft sigh emits from the figure shortly after with a shake of his head. "Easy to let out the details huh... keeping a sword against a childs throat and crying when you get stabbed for it." Mumbled the elf to himself. Adjusting his halberd upon his back and making his way homewards. Putting on his old armor to then wait for any to try and claim the bounty. 

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imagine robbing you, becoming wanted and receiving free pixelart.
I should commit some crimes

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"Look at this pretty drawing!" Squealed the misfit as she rubbed over the missive, lacking all reading skills. "So pretty. ." 

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“Let me ensure I understand.”  An aged Southeron grumbled amidst a headache, hand rose to usher his niece’s momentary silence. “The young girl drew a blade on him, and he pulled his in return, aye?”


Perhaps the query was meant rhetorically, as he continued, regardless of a response from Amara. “To frighten her, I imagine- I don’t believe him to be a child murderer, but then he was gutted by a passerby?”

 

A lengthy inhale and a moment to ponder, finally the man conceded to raise his shoulders in a small shrug. “Well, she should not be coddled. To draw a man’s weapon, she should be allowed to feel the fear of man’s consequences.”


And with some finality, the one-eyed man finally concluded, “But, we will see of this elf. Perhaps it is time we bolster the Brothers of Virtue.”

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An exhausted mother glances the issue and releases a drawn-out sigh.

"She's doing so well. . ."

Then, a little bell is lofted - rung - and she barks out a demand for a specific brigand-to-be to fetch a gin and tonic.

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