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A piece of parchment has been posted on the notice board.

 

 

Residents of Lenfarthing!

 Today, a pair of thieves were seen gallivanting around, stealing our various pots and pans.

When I confronted them, they told me they were taking them for some war effort, and barred arms at me!

Oddly enough, they gave me a coupon to a tavern in Kralta!

I believe they may live there.

 

Here is what they looked like:

 

*a crude drawing of two armored humans is seen here, one with blonde hair, one with brown hair*

 

(Also, one of them seemed to have a penchant for gambling)

                                                           Signed,

                                                                                                 Felix Featherfoot

 

 

*A large red stamp has been applied here.*

 

Case Closed

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((really, if you need to steal...at least be reasonable in rp...))

 

Bolo places his pot atop his head, holding a wooden spoon in hand, the pot engulfing his face, his voice echos through the pot

"Them burglahs won' ge' me soup po' now!

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Bango Blackfoot reads the notice, grumbling to himself.

 

"We'll see about tha'. Nary a one e'er considers our needs fer th' soup effort here in Lenfarthin'. Looks like it be borrowin' time, gents."

 

He mops his brow with a soiled handkerchief and spits, heading back to the farm.

 

Edit:

 

Bango Blackfoot returns the next morning, exhausted and rolling a dented and muddy pot over the wheatfield and through the woods. He struggles but manages to get it to the Sheriff's Office where he wobbles it upright, leaning back with a sigh of relief.

 

He mutters to the local bystanders, "Phew, that were a heavy bugger. Borrowed thissun from inside a brewery in Kralta with th' help o' ole Wilbur Took. Figure we might have th' old soup-sniffin' sheepdogs loose on it ter see if we can git a good scent on where these cookpot thieves be holed up at. Had two of th' locals ganderin' at me might' closely. Soddin' tavern didnae even have nary a drink in sight, nor a bite to et. Suspicious lot they has o'er thar. Ole Bango Blackfoot be keepin' his eye on 'em folk.

 

He sneers and gently kicks at the pot with a muddy foot.

 

"Anyone recognize this here pot as one o' ours? Come get 'er if'n' ye' need 'er."

 

(It's on.)

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An addition has been made to the parchment.

 

"With a bit of snooping, I have confirmed both of the thieves live in Kralta!"

 

 Also, two slightly better drawings have been nailed onto the notice.

 

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Sniggers as he reads the notice, "Lookz like Mi av teh rip ov some armz!"

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

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