Right smack on the outside pillar of the Nook & Cranny would rest a large piece of parchment nailed into it. ✖
Sat in the courtyard of the of the Mercenary Keep, being in conversation with a few of the guards assigned to protect him as he peered to the squire- a young ex-Marienritter who would approach with the notice, bowing before leaving. Wolvard would smile as he glanced over the words, truly- this was the Patrician's way. "Ave."
Aelfric Harhold sits within the safety of his office, a smile plastered on his visage as he receives the notice. He sips his tea in celebration, offering a small, "Cheers." towards his aide Gottfried.
A certain Kathar squinted at the notice, crossed his arms, and pouted, "I'm gonna' give her a piece of my mind." is all he would say.
-Cazna takes out her knife and crudely carves "TRAITOR" in Kathar Elven on the Nook's sign and takes off for the sewers-
Theopold Kreiburg looked over the notice with a shocked frown. “Ahh.. That’s my business tactic.. I suppose they’re shaping up though.”
A certain Altalar’s golden gaze narrowed in on the notice. “Oh come on, you’ve got to be kidding. Oh Sylvi. Who’s threatening you now?” She turned away, lips pressing thinly together. “Who's ass do I have to kick?”
"Hmm... I wonder if she'd put my name up there. Maybe not." Atrëllik pondered to herself, reading over the sign with a sigh.
(A few days after the note was posted a letter reachs a certain Valley in the Highlands.) James Larkson takes it he hands the messenger a generous sack of regals, before opening the letter and reading. His knuckles tighten as he reads, before he just hands it around the fire turning to Uncle William. “Seems Aunt Sylvi decided to ban all Kathar from the Nook. I think my hope that the city or at least the Nook will not be in flames when I return has just been lessened.” the Older Ailor sighs, “Can’t go that bad...it’s just the nook.” William is silent for a moment before taking out a pen and beginning to write. Spoiler: Around the Campfire @xXFizzyFoxXx @ColinRedstone @Naganadel_ @3amhunnybuns
Ailwin would scrutinize the letter, taking it from James’ hands. His eyes would be squinted, his expression questioning. “Capo... Ms. Valendal... she wouldn’t do this without a reason. Perhaps she’s doing it for the good of the Nook, so that we aren’t closed down. I’m sure she’d be fine with sneaking other people like Kolvar in. I’d bet someone forced her to do it, so as long as it isn’t made public...” Still, he sighed, wondering what this world had come to.
A certain Estling halted upon seeing the parchment nailed to the pillar. They'd scoff, shaking their head as they'd adjust their tricorne hat, before murmuring to themself; "I still hear of staff serving those with afflictions, though if I see anything like that for myself... I suppose I'll take matters into my own hands, mm? Good that they finally barred such ilk, however."
Shalia looked over the notice with a soft sigh of disappointment in her eyes. “Do not let this anger you my kin... do not fall for there Traps, they wish for us to be angered by this, why don’t we just make our own spot in the park ?”
Crassisus Carwell wondered the streets, keeping himself up for his nightly walk as he'd stop at the sight of the sign. He'd nod in agreement with the statement. William Alexander also looked at the sign, but was more in the early morning when he saw it. The Curate's eyes turned to look around, surprised to see no fires or cries of outrage. He took this as a sign that there truly is a better tomorrow.
Adrian looked the sign over, and shrugged, responding in a very rough, uncaring voice "Place was getting lousy with freakin noble brats anyways." He walked away, cursing under his breath, but deep down he was saddened. He would never be able to hang out in that one place with his good friends James, Arien, Mira, and others. He would just have to move on.