poster

[The following posters would be tacked up in pairs by a green-armored individual, from the noticeboards in New Town, to the Noble District, to Crookback, to the depths of the sewer system.]

Scattered across the city in various high-traffic areas, stacks of posters were pinned to notice boards or left in piles. There was no accompanying notes, no indication as to the purpose of these fliers. They simply were there, where all may see them.

In light of recent events, another peasant boy like the one who put up "A Patriot's Plea" would sent out into the dusk night, his pay rattling about in his pocket, a stack of posters in hand, this time a caricature of High Society at the top, a rather demonic figure at the group's head. O...

In the light of dusk, a single boy with a ladder would be seen, several Regals in hand and a stack of papers under his arm as he went around to various posts and trees, some of them already covered in papers by the self appointed poet "Icarus Albatross". In total, about ten posters went up...

A few placards would drift in the autumn breeze, their dark ink and notable size certain to catch a glance o two.