Cethis Vincrute

((Tassel'schild, Cethis' niece Hiebe.))

Noticing the poster on his walk through the Temple Grounds he narrows his eyes and begins to curse under his breath. Returning to Holm some time later he places guards in front of the guild hall, and in the guild itself. Underneath the posters on the guild hall, a new one is put up. "Anything taken will be considered stolen, and you will be killed on sight." King Cethis Vincrute

Taking one of the fliers from the boy he returns later with a note, handing it to the body hoping it will reach Uthor "I wish to discuss a large trade deal with you, having most of the things you wish to buy. If you would, send a bird to Holm addressed to Cethis." -Cethis Vincrute

A Messenger arrives carrying a small note with the seal of Holm, upon it being opened the messenger returns to Holm "I, King Cethis Vincrute wish to partake in the individual tournament."

Stopping by the temple he checks the board, leaning his hand up he rubs his chin thoughtfully before returning to Holm and coming back with a note, attaching it to the board he walks away, and back to Holm "All of you come to Holm, or send me a bird((Pm)), just address it to Cethis and I will get it. As for the builder, I would love to see more of your work, I have a project I need done and I will want to see what you think of it."

Walking along the streets of Holm Cethis smiles as he feels the air grow warmer, shaking his head he continues his walk, folding his hands behind his back he stops in front of Botar's door raising his hand to knock he stops as he sees the note, reading over it swiftly he shakes his head, turning and walking back to his own home "Lucky son of a black-winged night stalker.."

*A note is posted under the next two* "Please come to Holm to discuss this then. There you will be show around to where the mines are."

* A note is left under the dwarves* I can not send a bird if I do not know where you are. If you can not figure it out from the map, there is a Holm boat at the temple docks. Just go pass the Kal'Alras boat and it will be the final one on the right.

*Several posts lie around the temple, Holm, and the surrounding towns* "Holm is looking for workers! We are in need of lumberjacks,farmers,miners,traders, and builders! Each job comes with a set pay and a home. Leave a note under this, or come to Holm yourself. *Under the notice lays a list of payment, and benefits* Lumberjacks:This comes with a steady pay of 150 minas a double stack of wood. House and axes supplied. Farmers: Farmers will be given a house, and payed a steady income of 175 minas a double chest of bread. A hoe will be supplied to each farmer. Miners: Holm is full of minerals, and we need miners to get them out! Each miner will be given a home, and will be payed 100 for a double chest of cobble, and more for each mineral turned in. Traders: Holm has a wealth of items looking to be sold. Each trader will be given an amount and sent off to sell. They will be given a home, and a set percentage of the profits they make. Builders: Holm is expanding, and is in desperate need of more builders. A home will be given. A discussion will be had on how much the builders get payed for a building. The pay increases if you design your own buildings! *Under all this lays a map, showing the way to Holm, and several spots under it for notes*

Cethis walks along the road in Malinor, taking in the beauty of the tree, and the surroundings.Noticing a piece of paper, he walks over to it. Reading it over he lets out a small sigh. Returning to his home he comes back some time later, pinning another note underneath it "I will buy her for the sum of five thousand, five hundred minas. Send a bird to Holm, and write it out to Cethis. ((Mc:Cethis)) I will receive it in due time. My requirments are that she be unharmed. And that the transaction happens at the Temple docks." ~Cethis Vincrute.

((Yes you did, and I did miss read that, so I apologize.))

((The only thing I have to say to that is. You said yourself their were 50 men. You never mentioned at all that they had no arms or armor until I had brought my forces, turning it against us. The expedition sails to Malinor, docking near its port. As a whole horde of near fifty individuals, ranging from wily brutes of the Orcs to the posh upper-crust of Oren marches through Normandor, the elves panic, suspecting some form of attack. The elves drop their weapons, flabbergasted why diplomacy would require a near-army of men))

((The elves did not screw up the meeting. You people seem to fail to mention that Oren brought there own men. It was never about diplomacy in the first place.))