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That Guy
 
PostPosted: Thu, Apr 28 2016, 2:01 AM 

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A fine parchment poster located within the Merchant Halls of Cordor, tacked up by the handsome rogue in black, Killian James...
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Attention Good People of Cordor!

I am seeking both a Painter, and a Wordsmith.

You see, I'd like to support the artisans of our fine City, and so, I'd like to hire a painter to paint my portrait. Nothing too fancy, merely my likeness on canvas. For this, I will pay the sum of Ten Thousand Gold Crowns.

But, that is not all! I also appreciate a finely tuned turn of phrase, and I'm feeling generous. I myself do just fine annotating and writing stories of actual events, but I fear my skills at poetry lack something to be desired. I'd like to hire a wordsmith, a poet, to write a poem for me, something suitable to give to a lady, perhaps. For this, I will pay the sum of Twenty Thousand Gold Crowns.

If you have interest in either of these jobs, I'll want to meet with you briefly, to decide who among you will be my painter and my poet. Send correspondence to my attention at the Nomad. Griff generally accepts messages for me, and does so more happily when the senders either offer gratuity or purchase a drink.

~Killian James~


 
      
That Guy
 
PostPosted: Fri, Apr 29 2016, 17:19 PM 

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Killian sends off a letter to the lone respondent to his poster, and comes to check his original posting.

"I'd have thought this island had more starving artists... not only experienced people with nothing to gain. My intent was to simply give someone the same kind of start that I was given, passing along my own good fortune, to another."


 
      
Fimbulvetr
 
PostPosted: Mon, May 02 2016, 14:45 PM 

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Location: Sheep Country, United Kingdom

Written in sharp, jagged ghukliak runes, on thick hide in a pungent green 'ink'.

Words about Things'Snap goes bone,
Howl goes Worg,
Red is blood,
Silver is Moon,
Water makes wet,
Earth is brown,
Snikt writes words,
In Cordor Town.'

- It pays Snikt for song-words. Fifty gold.

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Vyranna 'Vyr' d'Mere - Ex-Knight of Benwick

Snikt Blackfang - Champion of Maglubiyet


 
      
That Guy
 
PostPosted: Mon, May 02 2016, 16:05 PM 

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Notices are removed.

"Apparently the arts are lost on these people... or everyone is so wealthy they hardly need it."


 
      
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