Date: 9/2/97 10:01 PM Pacific Standard Time
From: Daegarthx
As the shadows unfold in the Arena, the shadow mage steps out of their embrace. A few strides take him directly before the message board of the sport. Plucking a wandering shadow that sought to flee, the baron drove the small shadow into the board thereby attaching a small scrap of parchment.
"Renagade"
Daegarth Mithmellon
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Date: 9/3/97 12:10 AM Pacific Standard Time
From: Alyxz
"Renagade"
Alyxz read the missive with some amusement. It was quite late in the evening and he'd been drinking, perhaps more than he should. Feeling a bit whimsical, he shuffled around through various pouches slung over his shoulder until he found a small bottle of ink and a broken quill. After several moments of smoothing out the quill and lilting back and forth he chuckled to himself as he reached up and crossed out the single word "renagade".
Above the spot, he wrote simply:
"Renegade"
Them chuckling to himself, he wandered off, absently dropping the pen as he stumbled in the direction of the Inn.
From: Alyxz
"Renagade"
Alyxz read the missive with some amusement. It was quite late in the evening and he'd been drinking, perhaps more than he should. Feeling a bit whimsical, he shuffled around through various pouches slung over his shoulder until he found a small bottle of ink and a broken quill. After several moments of smoothing out the quill and lilting back and forth he chuckled to himself as he reached up and crossed out the single word "renagade".
Above the spot, he wrote simply:
"Renegade"
Them chuckling to himself, he wandered off, absently dropping the pen as he stumbled in the direction of the Inn.