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Embaressing
#1
It's come to my attention that the camp mostly populated by very new townsfolk and inexperienced adventurers was recently robbed.

Really? This is what we're doing? Really?

Pardon my Suvantian, but we are in the middle of a fucking war. We need to be united, not picking each others' pockets. We are a penal colony that just recently proved that we were capable of acting like actual people instead of a gaggle of shiftless prisoners and outlaws, and one of you goes and robs a handful of new adventurers? People who have come to see if our town is worth living in?

What did they even have, all told? A few gold between them and a spare sword or two? Congratulations on your masterful heist you idiot.

This has been cowardice and greed of the worst sort, and I hope that the rest of town responds as they should to such an act: with derision and second hand embarrassment.

- Carrion Indridason, Cleric of the Nightkeeper
IG: A human man in a crow skull mask, grey stole, and black clerical vestments. Occasionally carries an iron or silver dagger, but more often seen without any visible weapons or amour to speak of.

OOG: Danny Heintz, he/him. Transmasc in progress, please disregard mine bræsts. 

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#2
*Below is more writing, on a different parchment, in different writing.*

"I, however, will not pardon my Suvantian. It is my humblest and most heartfelt feeling to tell you to go fuck yourself. You beardless, hidebound, gibbering, repugnant, pompous, warted, craftless, moth-eating, goblin-kissing, anvil-dropping, willow-waisted, hanky-waving, tool-taking, mucus-oozing, clype-dreep-bachle, wutelgi-laying, gomeril-kicking, oaf-looking, nyaff, plookie, axe-breaking, adle-pated, rat-eaten, bog-slinking, rust bucket loving, bat dropping gnawing, smudge rubbing, afraid of doing a hard days work, low-life, tankard dropping, limp wristed bitches. If my cousin were here he would tell you that THIS IS GOING IN THE BOOK.

If you had something stolen from you, come speak to me, Johan Haas, and I will see what I can do about getting you back on your feet.

-Penned for Johan Haas."
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#3
What he said.

- C
IG: A human man in a crow skull mask, grey stole, and black clerical vestments. Occasionally carries an iron or silver dagger, but more often seen without any visible weapons or amour to speak of.

OOG: Danny Heintz, he/him. Transmasc in progress, please disregard mine bræsts. 

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#4
I would also like to help! I don't have much but I'll do my best, just let me know!

-- Theodosia Butterblossom
Hobling baker, dressed in an apron over various pastel skirts and dresses. 

 OOG: Birdee Blake. Avatar by Danny Heintz. 
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#5
*A throwing dagger holds a piece of parchment to the board, a single word written upon it.*

Noted.

*A flame is drawn below the single word.*
IG: A young High Elf man. Moderately armoured, he is often seen either wearing a red tabard sporting a flame, or a black one with crossed swords. He carries a glimmering short sword at his waist and a shield on his back. His pointed ears are adorned with metal cuffs. 

OOG: Dustin Smith
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#6
Don't make me disappointed please. That would be not nice.

Penned for:
"____"
Blank, Esquire
Blank
A Construct-like creature wearing a brass-colored mask with a black veil. Wears a strange patchwork coat bearing random designs. A pair of fancy rapiers hang from each side of its hip. Sometimes walks with a bird-headed cane umbrella and wears a black tricorn.
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