Posted in Wiltun, Cordor, Howness, Ne'sek, Dje'djet, Shadowscape, Salandran Temple, Endir's Point, Zanshibon and Bendir.

Rainelle Jarshalin and Elijah "I don't know your last name" have happily embarked on a lifelong journey together, their marriage being celebrated by a certain Cleric. "I will love you forever, and EVER, and ever, and ever, and ever, always, always, ALWAYS by your side, EVERY single second, EVERY single breath you take will be MINE, ALL the time, EVERYWHERE, with EVERYONE, mine, mine, mine, mine MINE. Though we have only met for a few minutes, I knew instantly we where meant to be together BEYOND DEATH, BEYOND UNDEATH, beyond TIME itself, for ETERNITY.

Two small addendums have been added to the notes in parenthesis: 1: "Elijah, where are you? I haven't seen you in a few days. Where have you been? Who where you with? What did you do, and I want details by the minute with witnesses if necessary. And I think we're PREGNANT. And I want a better wedding ring. One that's so sparkly it makes Drow fall in a comatose state. " and 2: "Mom, i'm sorry, I just -had- to tell everyone in the world!"

Rainelle Jarshallin.

*any post left within Wiltun's walls is removed by a dour Chultan wearing a skull mask and a Jarl-Warden insignia*

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Named Most Influential Character, Amia Awards 2011

*Draco stops to look at the notice in Endir's Point, after reading it over thoroughly he cringes, muttering to himself*

". . .you took that thing to bed? *Closes his eyes, a shiver running down his body* "My condolences." *Immediately heading to Ralten's Retreat to wash the image out of his head with spirits*

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~Draco Bloodcloak~ In the mind of a tielfing
~Xanhorn Dragonsbane~

In Endir's Point, this would be scribbled under the poster

"Dear Rainelle, I'd like to inquire if your Elijah is still intending to hunt down and kill one Noriand.

-Noriand"

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Aly'dra Zau'ana: Priestessish Of Eilistraee
Danika Nefzen: Druid of the Earthmother
Delia Am'Anodel: Paladin of Torm

*Calin looks at the notice in Wiltun that was removed, likely having some how gotten a hold of it.*

"Ew"

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I keels u with my axe!

"Do ye know where the Holy-Flamin' Frost-brand Gronk-slayin' Vorpal Hammer o' woundin' an' returnin' an' Shootin'-Lightnin'-out-yer-bum is?"

Someone has taken the liberty to note down his own words of congratulation to the newly weds.

"May your marriage be blessed and fruitful."

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An unusually tall elf with a black leather top strapped with ironwood planks and a pair of run scribed pants grins as he sees this. The wolf merely snickers.

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~Everything has beauty, some just don't look for it~

Looking to make a new siggy! PM me if you want the challenge.

Jackie sees this and rolls her eyes.

"She better not come after me 'cause she can't find her husband!"

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Crow, seeing (and hearing, heh) Rainelle screaming for Elijah in the forest, tells her he hasn't been around.
Rainelle continues her screaming and moves on, apparently really wanting to find Elijah for some reason.

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A dark figure sees a posting and laughs in amusement, distaste and downright disgust.

"Elijah, Elijah, Elijah. Whatever is wrong with you, I suggest you fix it soon, before you die horribly."

He walks into the shadows shaking his head.

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A certain hin in Bendir Dale mumbles to himself.

"Are you fuckin' serious?"

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Andrew Fryar: Cordor's Folk Hero
Bobrin: Eccentric Avenging Executioner
Lyle Torrowfire: Retired badass
Marigold Cobcruncher: Perceptive Priestess

'Wayland' Notices one of the posts, reads it, and pauses a good 5 minutes.

Suddenly.


"HAAAAAAAAA!!!"


And he walks off.