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Aendra
05-31-2006, 11:41 PM
A few of these posters are seen in taverns and inns throughout Stormwind City, Ironforge, and Darnassus, tacked up with a roughly-made iron nail in slightly obscured spots.


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Caede
05-31-2006, 11:42 PM
((o_o that is quite lovely.))
Erysi
05-31-2006, 11:44 PM
((Text by Aendra, shotty imaging by Erysi!))
Tillna
06-01-2006, 08:19 AM
Kei glances at this letter, scowling some
"So..I finally got some compitition in the work place, eh? Well Dalis..Lets hope age won't catch up to us soon"
Dalsi nodded his scaly head, as kei strolled away, Dalis slithering on the ground behind him
Hifazat
06-01-2006, 08:34 AM
*a rough-handwriting is scrawled on the side*

Contact Hifazat, I need some people killed in the Alliance.

((Now lets watch the draw start :D))
Aendra
06-01-2006, 09:25 AM
*a rough-handwriting is scrawled on the side*

Contact Hifazat, I need some people killed in the Alliance.

((Now lets watch the draw start :D))

((Sent a message in game! ^_^))
Tillna
06-01-2006, 09:30 AM
((Oh Lord...I need to repair some armor then...>_<..Hiff..if you kill Kei,....))
Aendra
06-01-2006, 09:49 AM
((Oh Lord...I need to repair some armor then...>_<..Hiff..if you kill Kei,....))
((Well it seems like we'll be the ones doing it, so no need to be angry with him. ;) ))
Hifazat
06-01-2006, 10:04 AM
((Its not you Kei. I have a very long hitlist....you are not on it :D When I log in I will set up a meeting and we RP it out. Be warned I play a very evil character :p

Edit: That should have been drama...not draw. Note to self do not post when late for work.))
Tillna
06-01-2006, 10:09 AM
((I was wondering about that...and no, you kill Rohan, cel will kill you,....but feel free to kill Shigana. She did get you rather well last night....
Hifazat had one Weakness.
Crotch Shots
>_<))
Daedraug
06-01-2006, 10:41 AM
Daedraug squinted at the chicken-scratch that passed for human writing. He turned to the stout companion at his side and pointed at the scrawled message.

"Well tha's less than subtle, eh?" Haldren remarked with his mustache breezing out from a heavy huff. "He's better hope is does na' involve any o' our friends. An' what kind o' man hires some blade for hire ta do his own...", the dwarf shook his bald head, a lone braid shaking in the deed, "As I said, he'd do well ta' not make hell for 'imself."

The Night Elf gave a long look at the words as they turned to leave. "Aye, Hal. That is a battle he'd best not choose."