Open Season

[ChapterDeath]

Plastered around Crookback and the Sewers primarily, though easily enough found for all throughout the city.


To the Lothar Knight Riftan Vaedra


I have noticed you skittering around these last few days, picking off whatever scraps you could scavenge.. All you have done is taken limbs from carcasses.


"Congratulations." You have caught my personal attention. I will entertain this game of yours, little rat.


Consider it Open Season. ​

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[river_essence]

River stopped to read the parchment, muttering to himself. He sighed, shaking his head. "You keep getting into more and more trouble, the closer I get to being free from you." He chuckled, taking one of the pages for himself, headed off to hand it straight to Revna Vikstrom. { @Iyyiushi }

 

[Erzly]

Idly wandering down the streets of the Crown Isle, Judy Hale picked her head up as parchment caught in her peripheral vision. She headed towards it, finally removing the sharpened bird feather from her mouth that she'd been using to pick between her teeth. There was no words to be said, no sigh to be uttered, no comment commending or reprimanding the man in question. There was only a smile, the same one that had graced her lips for the past… 2? 3? call-outs of her soon to be husband. She didn't idle long before the poster, promptly setting off home. Why? For celebrations were in order of course.