WANTED: DARK ARTS PRACTITIONER

[Brokenhelix]

WANTED

xion

for the crimes of...
[3.6] Practice of the Dark Arts
[3.7] Kidnapping
[2.4] Assault
[1.2] Resisting Arrest

The man above is wanted by the aenlorethier empire and it's vassals for the crimes above
if seen, please report sightings to any authority available.
A bounty of 10 gold is to be placed on his head, alive, to be brought in for public execution as punishment.

Signed
High Judge of Aellen
Jayce Des'Nox​

 

[Sukitoru]

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The sorceress muttered beneath her tone, eyes scanning the wanted poster with minute's interest. She'd take it down and make a mental note to capture this 'Xion' whenever possible - She'd seen him before, she'll likely see him again. She turns in the direction of the Estvo of Vetroy-Zapad .. They'd surely be hosting him there before, so it was most definitely his hiding place.
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[Ryanark]

The bulky human lifted the visor of his helmet succinctly to get a fresh look at the fugitive, he did not need to take the illustration with him, seeing as the fugitive stood out like a sore thumb. He ran his hand along the edge of his sword with his gauntlet, and released a hearty chuckle, flipping his visor down, and going on his merry way.

 

[wootdahnoot]

"The head shall be on a pike soon enough"
The elfess sighed​

 

[Pandacrp]

Nicholas Hinderhem would form a grin on his face upon seeing the man on the poster "And now to watch the rats of this world scurry to that golden cheese of a bounty. "

 

[Xaedric]

The figure of a man, donned in dark green garbs and the like approached grinning devilishly at the countenance of his strewn against countless boards and walls - laughing, as he raised his hands, pressing his digits all against the corner's of the page, ensuring it's prominence to all who idled near the bounty board - thereafter he'd walk away - hands tucked within the depths of his pockets as he spoke, somewhat irate. "10 gold? dat be ah disrespectful ting but it will do."

 

[Seus]

A masked Dark Elven fellow by the name of Papi Pedro looks down at the missive with a smirk through the fabric of his bandana; "I remember coming across this Black Haired man in my travels, it does not surprise me that he's in some deep trouble now!"