Notice of Missing Person

[PeachLova 585]

 

 

 

Published from the Margraviate of Kazan

ISSUED ON THE 16th OF WZUVAR AG BYVCA, 571 E.S.

 

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ART BY SHIBUSHIO

 

Ser Joakim Colborn, a man of over sixty winters, has been declared missing after last being seen on an expedition with the Carrenguard of House Colborn. Standing at approximately six feet, four inches, he is white of hair, often worn in a warbraid, and is typically clad in heavy armor. Attempts to establish contact have been unsuccessful, and his whereabouts remain unknown. Any information regarding his location should be reported to House Colborn or to the Marian Retinue immediately.

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SKRALI VOR GUD,

 

DAME Teodora Juliya Colborn

 

[Frawlic 1602]

Dima came across the poster in time. Though, rather than tearing it down in distress over a thought she already believed true, she remained in front of it, staring at the familiar features in their somewhat content manner. She did not want to forget them.

[Frostdrop1 1843]

Wandering the backroads of Haense, blackened claws settled on the poster. For a moment, Reinhard squinted at the face in a lack of recollection. Frustration filled him as he tore down the poster to look more closely, as if it may aid his memory.

 

Then, his shoulders slumped, his grasp relaxed. Ser Joakim. Of course. For as much as the knight had scared him as a child, he did since come to consider him one of the good ones. Resolving to keep an eye out, the poster was folded as a keepsake. He needed to remember. He couldn't forget.

[MercyAzalea 405]

Dame Ivona's gaze swept over the missive, her grip tightening just slightly at the parchment’s edge. A man of his stature did not simply vanish; something had gone terribly wrong. Her jaw set, the flicker of a frown ghosting her features before she smoothed it away. All but twice they had spoken, each time ephemeral, yet she had known him to be a good man, one of honor. With measured care, she set the missive aside, iron-clad fingers drumming once against the desk’s surface in quiet contemplation. She would keep her ears open.

[confusedjester 819]

The talk of 'missing people' made her nervous. She had met Joakim once or twice, though she truly did like him. Einin prayed for his swift return.