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Walking in the town, mingling with the other citizens, noone knowing the true identity of The Seer, simply approached, and pinned a parchment near the wanted poster;

If you capture my orc, kill him.

The Seer

Just leave them be.

A forum moderator would be nice enough to lock this thread. It has served its purpose; say to all I am not a GM. Now that the plot is halted (for a while ;)), there is no need to argue anymore. Especially about out of topic things, that will end this thread in another, bloodbath and merciless flame ...

The two orcs entered town, armed, yet not hostile to anyone they encountered on their path. First destination: The Tavern. A good choice, as Jorokar himself, Gildon, Michael and Miru stood. "The moneys! Naow!" One of the orcs shouted, as the other grunted with approvement. And after many ...

Ten
The Seer

Eleven days remain, Dantagon.
The Seer

A being of average height approaches the town's wall, making sure no one is in sight, he pins a parchment, drawing a dried, small eye out of his pocket, The Seer fixes it under the note. Here you go. An eye for your page. Oh, I forgot I wasn't supposed to take it from another prisoner. Forgive me. ...

It is written "bargain", my dear Dantagon. And I didn't say I would release all the prisoners. I didn't say that at all. But since you obeyed, and departed from the Protectors of Gobaith, I've rewarded you, and released Jorokar. Now 300 silvers for the others. You have six days. ((2 RL da...

The now well-known tall, broad-shouldered orc walks into the tavern. Glancing around, he sees no one. With heavy steps, he approaches Borgate, and grunts to him. He then hands him a piece of parchment, heading outside. Borgate shrugs, not paying attention to the parchment now resting on the counter...

I personally, do not advice Troll's Bane permitting the orcs, or anyone else, to act as 'Protectors of Troll's Bane'.
Also, for the ones attempting, or thinking of joining the Guards, think twice.

The Seer

The droppings of clues were to help the ones seeking the captives and finding The Seer. It doesn't help The Seer to leave hints around. He wouldn't do that, but I asked it to be done so it might.. add a little thing to the plot.. And with all my respects, I didn't come one day, create a char, and st...

You will get punished for that, Bailey.

The Seer

As he strolled out of town slowly, perhaps curious about the tremblings and grinding noises out of town, Gildon passed under the Southern Gate, when the large, concealed Hulk this time, jumped from the ladder's hole, banging a shield to his head. A hand to his mouth, sword to his throat, he dragged...

I don't want to speak too much OOC about this, since I am personally enjoying it greatly, and am sure mostly everyone involved is enjoying it too, but I would like to say something: I am not a GM, have absolutely no other powers than a normal player. I did not receive any help from a staff member, e...

*Click*, the door opened, hurriedly scurrying down the stairs, a hooded being unlocked yet another door. The orc pressed off the floor, grunting slightly. He strayed out hurriedly, followed by the hooded person. "Fanks", said the orc before disappearing in the forest. The Seer approached ...

A parchment, strapped to a cord, dangles down a tree near Troll's Bane's jail. Not only YOU, Dantagon, shall resign from the protectors of Troll's Bane, but every single knighthood member. Any other organization, alliance, or any of the such that decides to publicly protect Troll's Bane, will recei...

A tall orc, with a quite large bod, approaches the town's walls through the north gate. He hurriedly pins a message, before straying right out of town, snatching a few other parchments with him. Dear Siltaris, you don't mind me calling you Dear, do you? It is quite nice, how you try to protect your...

He approached, peaked by the wall's corner and smiled. A large grin of satisfaction invaded him as they released the man, and went to seek him again at the arrival of the leathered skin. He stung a new note on the jail's wall, before straying out of town. You have given me the idea for quite a game...

As he strays out, glancing behind his shoulder, making sure the other two orcs fight off followers, the tall, rigid hulk carried on running, with heavy, bold steps, under his arm, Ganon Harper, not daring to speak a word. As he arrived to the southern gate, he slapped a message to the wall, an alre...

On the fifth of Ronas, three large, bulky orcs shattered the peaceful quiet of Troll's Bane's sleeping streets. Talkative servants have declared that one of the hulks, snarling angrily, would inquire everyone on their enraged path, where the elf 'Salhari Whitewalker' was. A man, and a few elves, ha...

You have been warned.

The Seer

Two orcs, cloaked in dark coats, stroll by the Orcen Mounts, dragging axes and blades behind them. They halt by the tribe's board, glaring at each others for a moment, before the short one snorts, pulling an already-written note out of his deer-skin bag, pinning it to the walls. They exchange a few...

megaswootpancakes.

The Seer enjoys your humor, Ku'Agor.
Take that as a warning.

Loitering in the benighted corners of the shadowed Town's Walls. Following a few night-crawlers pass by, a veiled, depressing being glues a note upon the boards. It interprets: Dantagon, good friend. I hope my messenger has delivered you our demand to start meditating about releasing a prisoner, an...

In the Fluffy Sheep Tavern, two handmaidens discuss: Woman 1: Did you see that orc, that walked in the hospital earlier today, after that handsome, shirtless lad strayed out? Woman 2: Oh, the tall and large orc? Wearing an unhooded cloak? Woman 1: That's the one! He did nothing but grunt and snort,...

Ayla will be released soon, also. When she can walk. She is being well fed, and well cared for, do not worry. It is over.

The Seer

The hatch opened, more shards of light shattering into the darkness of the humid cell where Jorokar was contained. "Rise 'n shine, beauty, urgh." Grunted a strong, grave voice from above. The shadowy frame of a large hulk, rather short orc at the surface was the source of the voice. A sour...

Thank you for participating so actively into this plot, Pellandria.
I really, and honestly appreciate it.
Now, it would be nice if we could diminish the OOC to a maximum, and have more IC roleplay, which is the whole point of the plot.
Thank you!
The Seer, (perving on you )

A cloaked individual approaches the boards, smirking, he scribbles a little note:

We may get rid of him for you, Jarl?

The Seer

Indeed, the plot is to find out who the culprit is rather than where they are, but since I am truly nice, and like to please everyone, with the help of Nitram, some clues have been scattered around the map. If you want, you can post roleplay replies about searches and such on the boards and if I can...