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Veralion,

We are old friends, far older then alot of people in this town...

Your orcs attacked me, an unarmed man killed another and severely wounded a friend of mine, and threatend to kill all in town who did not pay for their cave

what sort of treachery is this?

should it continue, I may forget we are friends.


~Sean Elaski, Monk of Malachin and Tailor of Trolls Bane~

an injured man enters the shop


orcs that would knock into a deathly unconsiousness an innocent tailor, a scribe of the light and two elfs, some of them more then once.....do not deserve to have peace with anyone..

he spits on the ground, and slams his posting into the wall on a throwing knife, bloodied with his own blood

sean. what is this madness?! I shall speak to me skulls as soon as me sees them...
i am sorry, old friend

-Cheif Veralion-