Cheeseycereal 829 Share Posted December 27, 2025 Spoiler GOOD WILL HUNTING [ISSUED BY THE VALAURIR ITO PARA’DINE] 19:21 on the 18th of The First Seed Year 265 of the Second Age During the times of War, perhaps it is best to bring this to the people. PERSON OF INTEREST: MAE’RALIN OF CERULIA Mae’ralin, currently residing in Cerulia, is hereby designated a person of significant concern. The subject has previously been banned from Junmura and the Empire for repeated acts of insolence, disruption, and disregard for Imperial law, and has since been observed associating with Darkspawn elements. He is visually distinctive, long pale hair adorned with flowers, piercing light purple eyes, and typically clad in beige or neutral-toned garments. While he may appear serene, Mae’ralin has displayed a pattern of unpredictable and aggressive behavior, Denial or contradiction is frequently met with disproportionate violence. Reports include threats, harm to innocents, escalating over trivial slights into dangerous confrontations. RECOMPENSE AND NOTICE A bounty of 600 mina is hereby authorized for the live apprehension of Mae’ralin. Any provision of shelter, resources, or concealment to the subject may result in punitive measures enforced through the Valaurir Ito Para’dine network. Claims of repentance, cooperation, or adherence to any recognized creed do not guarantee clemency and may be revoked at the discretion of the issuing authority. ADVISORY TO INTERESTED PARTIES Mae’ralin possesses oscillate and shamanic abilities, and is currently learning the arts of Pygmy Subject demonstrates an… unusually obsessive dedication to personal strategy, which may appear excessive to casual observers. Avoid solitary engagement. Signed, Ciradyl Akaln’riv Valaurir Ito Para’dine, 17 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
ricochet 11 Share Posted December 27, 2025 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
sapphic_spidy 1089 Share Posted December 27, 2025 Castien clenches his jaw, filing yet another missive into his collection. He's running out of options. 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
KeiaTypeBeat 3285 Share Posted December 27, 2025 Vibrant green eyes scanned the missive, and a defeated sigh escaped the reader. "I swear, the obsession we have for you will be the only commonality I have to share with this woman." Soft, brown hands began meticulously folding and unfolding the paper, making several creases along various sections of the sheet. She then folded the missive into a triangle shape. She folded one half of the triangle inwards, then did the same fold to the other side. Then, she opened the paper and folded sections of it inward. A boat shape was made after this. Two sides of the boat were then unfolded, making a pair of wings. Then, one end of the boat was bent down, forming a beak. Finally, the back half of the boat was bent down and folded over the body to form a tail. Vivian observed the origami crane for several moments. Then, she smiled at it. "You were first made with the hatred. My love made you the beautiful one!" She leaned over and handed the crane to a small boy, just a few years old, who was previously occupied with a ball of clay. "It is always the option to choose forgiveness and peace, my om'eii. There is enough of the violence and the hatred in this world already." 7 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tav 4339 Share Posted December 27, 2025 Amidst his weekly stroll, the wayward Ashwood was lucky enough to encounter the missive. Hints of a smile took his face thereafter, amused as ever; finally something had been done about it. “Good for her,” He said to himself. Though still there were his doubts; gods knew what hoops folk would go through for something so .. sub-par. 4 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Customable 305 Share Posted December 27, 2025 A masked oscillit took the missive off a post in her uninjured arm, reading it with a scoff. “The length these idiots go to for unconfirmed theories” she threw it into the dirt, letting it soak in the mud, “My uncles no darkspawn, they just don’t like him.” 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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