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A Perfect Knoxmas Ruined

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It was an average Knoxmas in Lenfarthing. The halflings were going about their business, exchanging gifts and eating pie. But something, or someone, seemed to be missing. 

 

As Fumble and Fosco Willowbottom sat in their cold, dark cell withing Ravenhold, their hope of becoming Anthos' next pro Shoggers quickly fading. As they stared at the thick iron door keeping them from their freedom, and smoked the last of their pipeweed, the oldest of the two, Fumble, began to realize what was really happening. They were in the clutches of a slaver.

 

Meanwhile, a crow carrying a message, drops its burden outside the doors of the Lumpy Pumpkin. It seems to have been written in blood, and reads,"Dearest Citizens of Lenfarthing, if you ever wish to see your beloved children again, I require a sum of 2,000 minas sent by bird to Ravenhold. When payed for, I shall leave them by the pumpkin wall, unharmed. If you cannot pay within three elven days, I shall torture and execute them. I await a reply soon. -A."

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"Edgy." Nug giggles seeing the blood stained note.

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A sadistic little girl giggles and hops up and down trying to see into the cell.

 

"Mommy, when do we get to play with them!?~" 

 

She holds in her hand a Skull which she playfully uses as a puppet...a classic children's toy...

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A certain pumpkin-wearing individual spies the message, a long bony finger scratches against the underside of his mask as he reads the word "Ravenhold" over and over, familiarising himself with it.

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Arzota, Corvo, Vane and a certain Performer walk by the sign, Arzota holding up a hand as he reads.
"Well boys... I have nothing better to do; Corvo get the hatters... we're going to have us a little fun."
Arzota would cackle under his breath as he sets off with all expressed intention of finding this 'Ravenhold'

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Arzota, Corvo, Vane and a certain Performer walk by the sign, Arzota holding up a hand as he reads.

"Well boys... I have nothing better to do; Corvo get the hatters... we're going to have us a little fun."

Arzota would cackle under his breath as he sets off with all expressed intention of finding this 'Ravenhold'

((Why would you be in lenfarthing? It was a message, not a sign. Getting real tired of people being omnipotent with messages.))

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The pumpkin lord lurks in the shadows, awaiting for any signs of the missing children.

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*the notes have been posted in Lenfarthing and the surrounding villages asking for help raising funds* Arzota a trusted man in lenfarthing has been contacted

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*A random halfling shouts from the crowd*

 

"Tha' green grinch is trying to steal Knoxmas!"

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Deputy Posco Bramble scowls and scratches his beard.

"Wot kind o' bloody blasted 'anged fool would kidnap children? And an 'Alflin' no less!"

 

Shaking his head, Posco scrounges up the few minas he has. 

"Wonder wha' type o' bird can carry 'ha' much money ..."

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Richard cracks his jaw. "Thinkin' the 'obbitses can be pushed aroun', eh?" he says, rolling up his sleeves, knowing the Halflings have their own friends in the land.

 

"We shall see 'bout tha'...." he says, moving off....

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Rupert slowly raises his old hand to his wrinkly face, trembling slightly. After a short gasp, he grunts wearily. Raising his fist and shaking angrily, he swiftly shouts out, "I'LL GE' TH' 'SPLOSIVES!"

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Fumble sits, leaned against his older brother Fosco, who is sleeping silently. Small tears run down the 9 year olds face, he just wanted to be better at shogging! Scared half to death he dreamed of sitting down and eating a Knoxmas Turkey with his mother, father, and brother. But all that seemed so far away, all he had now was some old pipe weed, and an iron door.

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