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Several posters are pinned throughout Malinor and shows an elf shackled.

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Attention Elves of all species, Druids and any Delver.

It is with a heavy burden I put these posters up.

It has come to my attention as well as the rest of the High Council’s attention that there is a man among us that only wishes to seek pain, discomfort, death and other ailments against all of us.

He cares not for the livelihood of any of us and has proved this upon several occasions.

 

The man in question here is named Aislinn

He has Platinum hair.

Blue eyes

Wears a black coat with red trim.

He used to own or work in a shop near the main gate.


 

His list of crimes are abundant, and they are as follows.

Multiple Assassination Attempts of a sitting Druidic Order High Council member. (at least 2)

Kidnapping a Member Of The Lower Council

Brainwashing Said Lower Council Member

Multiple Counts of Murder

Skinning At Least One of His Victims

Leaving a Note With a Number As If Counting His Kills In a Repetitive Threat(Number 2 was dropped off at the Delver base)

Ordering His Likely Brainwashed Girlfriend To Assault a Member of The Lower Council (multiple times)

Suspected of Torture (has several books in his household about the processes)

 

If you see this man In Malinor he is to be escorted out of the city. Or get a guard to apprehend him to be taken to the barracks for further questioning, and sentencing.

 

All information here has come freely from several sources that had been interviewed

If anyone has more information about this man whether it be added crimes, or his known locations. I urge you to add it onto this poster.


 

The old symbol of the Mordir Tribe rest under his words

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*Aenor wanders about Malinor after his return and sees the poster. A truimphant smile spreads across his face as he reads it over, his ever watchful eyes take it all in*

"Finally..."

Is all he says before turning on his heels and heading off, a spring in his step as he goes to bring the news to a few people.

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He comes back some time later and pins up a note next to the description of Aislinn, the note reading:

"He also has numerous scars along his body, and dyes his hair black (and pink) at times."

Aenor chuckles to himself as he reads the part about pink hair once more, now heading off down the path again.

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Isabella looks at her hand, which clutches a note, her knuckles around it white. She looks around, gulping slightly before pinning the note to the original poster. Next to where it says 'two', she pins this new... confession. A small slip of paper with the word 'six' written in blood.

 

She then looks the note over, biting her lip. She whips out he writing supplies, bracing her elbow against the wall as she draws a sketch of Aislinn next to the description. It's fairly accurate, right down to the flower in his hair.

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The elf angrily shakes his fist from the Grove hilltop, gazing at the wishing well with a rageful expression.  "This damn man has tainted our pure well with the blood of a dead man, he must be punished!"

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Beneton looks at the poster

 

"Personally, I have no issues with him. He said I was 'too pleasant to kill'. I took it as a complement at the time, but now.. Well, I'd see it more as a gift."

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In the darkness of the home of Clan Oussana a small gathering of dark elves with solid black eyes as formed. In the center of the group Khel stands, appearing rather angry and agitated  Khel points down to Aeryius, a heavily beaten and wounded dark elves, the movement sudden.

 

"Today, faerie swine has lashed out against our clan!"

 

Khel emphasizes the pointing at the young dark elf

 

"This is an act of war, and will not go unpunished!"

 

Khel thrusts a fist into the air

 

"Retribution will be served! Bring death to Aislinn, for the glory of the house!"

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Aeyrius remains silent as the Oussana Clan celebrates in their glory, looking at the stitches over his arm, feeling the stitches on his cheek, and looking at his leg, outside, he appears stagnant, emotionless and beaten, but inside he is afraid, panicking, for he heard the words of this man, he was coming for him. Aeyrius' chest hitched, but he instinctively clutched a hand around a hatchet on the left side of his waist to feel safe. Aeyrius grins as his father says to bring death to Aislinn, but inside, he wanted to do it for himself, he wanted to grow up, and one day bring vengeance, but his scars had told the story for him.

 

"This is war... Indeed..."

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"Poor Aislinn... He always seemed nice... Maybe I'll have tea with him again later..."

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Kaila looks over the poster. Her eyes closing for a moment as she takes a second to breath. A hand touches her. Stiffening, she pulls away and puts a hand on her mother's dagger. Her eyes widen more at the sight of her mother. The proud dark elf smiles sadistically. "Fear not Kaila." she says calmly. "Puppy will soon learn how sharp this kitty's claws are now. Go home to your son and rest." Kaila nods and walks off as her mother stays.

Laila looks towards Khel and his son. "How would you like him delivered?" she asks.

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Lelien reads over the poster after leaving the GM fesitval.

 

"Oooooh, this is were I knew him from.

 

I still don't care."

 

Lelien laughs lightly as she walks home.

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Khel looks to Laila, unamused by her comment. His expression is dry and his tone is cold

"I will claim his head myself"
 

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