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Karl Salameh approaches cautiously the wall, removes a parchment from his bag, dips the edge of a falcon feather in ink, and writes a few words on the top of the parchment, then glues it on the wall, using seve extracted from a near-by tree's trunk.

I simply wished everyone to see the sort of threats I am recieving daily, for trying to help this town's citizens. Those who believe my acts are right, or those who believe they're wrong, and still have the least of mind not to draw their daggers to spill my blood, a dove you should send me. I feel completely unsupported while all I was trying to do, is establish peace and Justice. For the others, keep hunting me. I have eyes behind my back. And most certainly, I have some friends and the courage to die for a good cause. Under those few words, you can read threats addressed to me by a being I though, but not anymore, respectable.

You have assisted in the slaying of my brother. You have insulted my orcen friends. You have attempted to, and succeeded in some parts, to jail them.

Know that I wish you dead. Know that I have more than 16 men enlisted to help me. Know that nothing can protect you, and that you will soon lay dead at my feet. My blood runs with that of a drow, now.

Your life will be short, I hope you enjoyed it.

Tahlian

It is quite a dark day indeed when someone who is supposedly so honourable is friendly with a cold blooded murderer who commited a countless number of crimes, even from his cell from what I hear.

~J. Kerigor

People of Gobiath, look well. This is my threat to the man that slays my brother, and every word of it is true. And, Karl, keep those "Eyes behind your back" wary, because they are soon to be gouged out.

I won't rest until my blade finds your throat, Karl. I think you already know this.

Tahlian

When you get daily threats by bandits and crooks, afraid of what you might become when you're strong, when you have to listen to whisperers promissing you a slow, and painful death, and the day a man lays his dagger under your throat, a man you've never seen before, tell me: the first thing to come to your mind is to grab your feet and run, or shove you sword into your soon-to-be assassin's heart?

Oh and, I didn't kill your brother.

~ Karl

Tahlian, come for me first for I am sure it shall be fun.
Also,
Your brothers death was far too overdue, his crimes many. It is almost as if he wanted to die

Liles

Karl, I respect you for your deeds of procaring the men and woman of Troll's Bane, for I have spent alot of time with you, throughout training, mining, or perhaps some other pastime we come up with, I believe that Karl Salameh is a good-hearted man, and his life should not be endagered any longer, whoever wants him, will have to go through me first.

You have my blade, Karl Salameh.

Signed,
Leonardo de Vaughn.

Fine. Go through Leonardo first, then me, then Karl.

Funny, but no. This is not your despute, and I will simply go around you.

Tahlian

If you go around us you'll get a blade in your back instead of in your front.


Liles

Karl Salameh approaches the wall where the scroll is pinned, and glues another small parchment under it

Here my friends, is the letter of this low-life, miserable man who thought he could kill me easily, simply because I served the good causes.

You're a very hard one to kill...you help to kill my brotherr, yet you apologize with respect. Perhaps I won't kill you...yet.

Tahlian

I believe the Warlord Reltak had a few words with him perhaps?
All you bandits and brigands out there, I am your new flaw, and you will all fall. Troll's Bane won't be infected by criminals anymore, and soon, Gobaith either.

~ K. S.

I'm sorry to say this karl, but maybe you should train a bit more before you offer a challenge to all bandits

~unsigned

I'm not offering a challenge to all bandits, I'm telling them to get ready to stop their activities...
Besides, what do you know about my trainings?

~ K.S.

You think you can make deals with the undead and still live? You're a fool Karl.

-Galthran

yes, karl.

skaalib is right.
when we sparred, i saw that you are just beginning to learn.
just shut up, till you dont have to hide behind others.

tjalf

tjalf, i must give you more credit next time. You seem to have developed psycic powers. Or maybe you just recognized my writing.

~Skaalib

Why do you bandits waste such time with this man?

~Warlord~

Karl...you take my letter the wrong way. I ment I could not find you, not that I *couldn't* kill you. And then you call me a lowlife..sad, but true. If that is what you wish, then we will see if I can kill you. I ment the letter as a peace ofering...but you twist my words.

Tahlian

A peace offering? After what? After you threaten me to death? How nice.. Maybe we should meet peacefully.. Indeed.. We'll see.

~ K S

Alright, the wall of hostilities between myself and sire Tahlian is broken. I am more than glad to become neutral with you. Yet again, my appologies for the death of your brother.

~ Karl