Warrants For The Arrest Of...

[Sylus_Eyre 0]

Jax smirks as he reads the sign, "Oren is falling to shambles, the gates to the North are opening. Yet they focus on this..." He rubs his chin, "We have no hope."

[HeroTech 55]

Elros Leydon sighs as he leans against the sign waiting to be arrested. He gets bored and walks off. Elros prays in his mind they hunt for him. He prays they try to take him by force. He gave them a chance and they did not take it.

[SortedJarhead 817]

Bladud raises his throwing axe, huffing at this news.

"Wanted in Oren, wanted in 'Dunia. Oathbrekin, ey? Jus'like 'ah oath te' Elendil 'ee broke. Filtyh, unhonarble scum. May te' Three take pitty on sum'thin so unkindly. Me hate fer all McHarnish run in meh blood, and I shant give'em scunnin' Oren panseses te' honor to spill his blood!"

He stands from his throne, the large fire infront of him blazing into his face. The Clansmen rustle in excitement. He turns to his good friend Belondric Armas and nods his head, grinning widely.

"T'noight we go head huntin'!

[Made on mobiles]

[Cereidon (Tetsuzaru) 31]

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[iris1612 1780]

Amuel stares at the name "Elros Leydon," running his finger over the name and mouthing Elros's name. "He's the one that saved my life..."

[youlovesocks 652]

Han murmurs

[Galendar 631]

Alexander breathes

[rukio 8924]

A young, perhaps mid twenties, girl hears about the bounties. Standing in Abresi, she studies the sky, reflecting on the names. She frowns, having met Elros once and thinking him quite pleasant.

"An oath is an oath." She says softly to no one, playing with her brown hair as she descends the stairs, leaving Abresi.

[The Media Wizard 2958]

Azoth smiles as he takes note of both names.

[Porkour. 235]

The punted piglet peruses the banner of warrants and does nothing as usual.

[Lawrna 440]

Mira comes to a halt. She reads over the warrants.

 

"Hm. Both of them... Interesting. They should have seen it coming, the sluts."

 

She scoffs and walks off with a raised nose.

[The Templar 195]

Lucius di Silvari catches wind of the bounty whilst selling Dalmatians in Abresi's square, and shrugs. "C'est la vie." He says nothing more before returning to hawking his wares.

[Moot 1719]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.