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*In every city on Gobaith, even seldomly in Trolls Bane, parchments can be found pint to house walls or gates.*

Hear, hear citizen of Gobaith,

the Prince send note that he will arrive soon, on the 16th of Adras around noon ((September 24th, 7:30 pm GMT+2)). Every man, woman and child is welcome to meet with him because he is very excited to finally meet the inhabitants of his extraordinary island. He looks forward to especially meet with Archduke Taliss Kazzxs, in hope to find a peaceful way of handling this affair.

If this is not possible, the Princes army will be forced to resort to violence and will march to Troll's Bane on the 22nd of Adras around noon ((September 26th, 7:30pm GMT+2)). This is a warning, for all those who do not want to get involved in this fight. The Prince does not want to hurt innocent people. The Princes army will provide temporarily housing and protection for all those who have to leave their houses during this unfortunate combat, if it isn't avoidable.

In the name of Prince Anarius of Lonewood,

George and Julian Fey
Emissaries of Prince Anarius of Lonewood

((To convert the given time, to yours, this might be handy: http://www.timezoneconverter.com/cgi-bin/tzc.tzc))

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*Pergamente wurden in jeder Stadt von Gobaith, an Hauswände und Tore gepint, selbst in Trolls Bane können ein paar gefunden werden.*

Hört, hört Bürger von Gobaith,

der Prinz hat Nachricht geschickt, das er bald ankommen wird, am 16.Adras gegen mittag ((24. September, 19:30 GMT+2)). Jeder Mann, jede Frau und jedes Kind ist willkommen ihn zu treffen, denn er freut sich sehr endlich die Bewohner dieser außergewöhnlichen Insel zu treffen. Er freut sich besonders Erzherzog Taliss Kazzxs zu treffen, in der Hoffnung noch eine friedliche Lösung für diese Angelegenheit zu finden.

Sollte dies nicht möglich sein, so wird die Armee des Prinzen sich gezwungen sehen zu den Waffen zu greifen und am 22. Adras gegen mittag ((26. September, 19:30 GMT+2)) nach Troll's Bane marschieren. Dies soll eine Warnung für all jene sein, die nicht an diesem Kampf teilhaben wollen. Der Prinz möchte keine Unschuldigen verletzten. Die Armee des Prinzen wird provisorische Unterkünfte und Schutz für jene zur Verfügung stellen, welche ihre Häuser während diesem bedauerlichen Kampf verlassen müssen, sollte er nicht vermeidbar sein.

Im Namen von Prinz Anarius of Lonewood,

George und Julian Fey
Abgesandte von Prinz Anarius of Lonewood

Fianna steps out of the woods looking thinner than the last time she was seen in Trollsbane. Ignoring dried leaves tangled into her bright red hair and clinging to the hem of her skirt, she enters the market and looks curiously over the parchments, her eyes growing ever wider as the single word escapes her lips as a stunned whisper. "War?"

Taking no further notice of anything posted on the board, she turns and rushes out. She might be seen hurrying to the hospital, her eyes revealing a mind racing faster than her feet. "There may be injuries and I've been away so long. I must see that all is ready."

She pauses for a moment outside the hospital as she catches a glimpse of her wild appearance reflected in the window and clicks her tongue disapprovingly. She wastes no time, working the tangles from her hair with nimble fingers and quickly brushing herself off. "Sure I'm a fright!" She takes a step closer and peeks anxiously in through the window before reaching for the door. Holding a deep breath, she tries the knob.

Alexander Knight walks past the note ripping it off the wall to read as he makes his rounds..
He lets out a hearty laugh and narrows his eyes "He thinks he will be staying in this town?!"
Alexander smirks and quickly runs to his depot to gather his belongings.

A small piece of parchment is hung on the only remaining entrance to Trolls Bane. (It is obvious from the writing that the author is still a student of the skill of penmanship.)


Will nobody meet the Prince at the docks? Will nobody be there at all? Has anyone tried to negotiate with him?
It is still possible to avoid bloodshed.



Kein Gruß?


Ein kleines Stück Pergament wird an den einzigen restlichen Eingang zum Schleppangel-Fluch gehangen. (Es liegt vom Schreiben auf der Hand, dass der Autor noch ein Kursteilnehmer der Fähigkeit der Kalligraphie. ist) Trifft niemand den Prinzen an den Docks? Ist niemand dort überhaupt? Hat jemand versucht, mit ihm zu vermitteln? Es ist noch möglich, Blutvergießen zu vermeiden.

Someone has posted a crumpled piece of paper with a different alphabet written on it. It reads as follows:


Prince,
ἀρα μη νομιξετε την πολιν ληψεσθαι;