[!]As a man rode past on horseback clad in black, his face covered up the only detail standing out was the outline of a knife sat on the back of his black robes, it's silver color striking out. The man stopped at a notice board, he would pause, his hands set on a bag as he waited for the last shine of sunlight to fall before he took out a paper pinning it to the board before he rode to the next, leaving one within every town of the Empire and the Dominion.[!]
[!]Each letter would be exact as the last, a crude handwriting which seemed familiar to some, copying that of Arnound van Leuveren. A thick coast of coal dust would cover the outside, the inside would contain a rough ring of coal dust around the lettering, each one covering up what could be crudely seen as a a small flower at the bottom of each letter, a small rode with a knife through it[!]
Friends,
Those who are collectors are those who simply require hard-to-find treasures. Those who are adventurers, and those who are scholars. For those who seek power, and others who shun from it. I have bid my time and given to those undeserving deals to purchase from me what I have collected. I now offer to the citizens of Eden an opportunity to purchase a piece of what the foolish Anjyarr Sultan calls his treasure and has blamed others as if greed led to stolen momentous from the Anjyarr vault, but none of these are rightfully his, so today I am here to offer to others an opportunity. I will be selling off casting gems, and blades recovered from the Anjyarr vault. I give to everyone interested a single chance- should you wish to purchase from me- seek me out, for I am a merchant like you. My store, however is not open to just anyone so for anyone who may be interested in purchasing my spoils, you are directed to place a notice upon your local noticeboard with an address for a letter to be sent.
Should your eyes reach this Sultan on Anjyarr, I have given you a chance to make known an intention to purchase back what you claim is stolen, what you claim is yours. But ignorance clouds your vision, you refuse to believe, and have not fulfilled what we have asked for from you to have your items returned. But I also have not held up my threats. I spoke of burning your treasures, but here I am collecting money for items I said would burn in the deepest pits, but soon you will lose everything you have stolen.
[!] As the coal dust begun to take over the rest of the page a crude symbol would sit half covered and the bottom half unrecognizable, a rose and a small dagger the only parts of it viewable. [!]
[!]Each letter would be exact as the last, a crude handwriting which seemed familiar to some, copying that of Arnound van Leuveren. A thick coast of coal dust would cover the outside, the inside would contain a rough ring of coal dust around the lettering, each one covering up what could be crudely seen as a a small flower at the bottom of each letter, a small rode with a knife through it[!]
Friends,
Those who are collectors are those who simply require hard-to-find treasures. Those who are adventurers, and those who are scholars. For those who seek power, and others who shun from it. I have bid my time and given to those undeserving deals to purchase from me what I have collected. I now offer to the citizens of Eden an opportunity to purchase a piece of what the foolish Anjyarr Sultan calls his treasure and has blamed others as if greed led to stolen momentous from the Anjyarr vault, but none of these are rightfully his, so today I am here to offer to others an opportunity. I will be selling off casting gems, and blades recovered from the Anjyarr vault. I give to everyone interested a single chance- should you wish to purchase from me- seek me out, for I am a merchant like you. My store, however is not open to just anyone so for anyone who may be interested in purchasing my spoils, you are directed to place a notice upon your local noticeboard with an address for a letter to be sent.
Should your eyes reach this Sultan on Anjyarr, I have given you a chance to make known an intention to purchase back what you claim is stolen, what you claim is yours. But ignorance clouds your vision, you refuse to believe, and have not fulfilled what we have asked for from you to have your items returned. But I also have not held up my threats. I spoke of burning your treasures, but here I am collecting money for items I said would burn in the deepest pits, but soon you will lose everything you have stolen.
[!] As the coal dust begun to take over the rest of the page a crude symbol would sit half covered and the bottom half unrecognizable, a rose and a small dagger the only parts of it viewable. [!]
