wanted poster for orcs

[!] A fat faced little halfling with big puffy red cheeks is hurtling around, offering a 100 Andro reward to anyone who can identify these two bandit orcs. The gap in his teeth is making him whistle really really sharply as he pelts it around, hurling the paper to anyone with enough limbs to carry one. You accept it hesistantly and raise it to your eyeline.


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The back is inscribed with one phrase.

WATCH IT
does you reognise these bandits? watch out ok.
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They look dangerous. You should be sure to be careful, and sleep with one eye open.
 
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Kharis indeed hesitantly accepted the poster, overall bewildered by the appearance of the halfling in question. His whistle through the teeth was a great distraction, at first; she could not discern where the noise was coming from until many moments later. Yet, when they bore witness to the poster, his confusion.. grew. It was horrible. Disgusting, something he had never expected to come across. Just the glance their keen eye garnered lingered like a hearty taste of sour milk.

An orc with a shirt on. How.. the horror- who could this beast be? Where did he get a shirt his size? Who would dare curate something like this?

She observed the note on the back. A quiet sigh of relief escaped her. At least word was out to avoid this shirt-wearing maniac of an orc. Yes, he would watch out. Thank you, strange halfling.
 
Elduin happens to take a sample of the poster during one of his many adventures through the north of Eden, raising both eyebrows at the contents. He looked around at any of the other potential bystanders who might've felt a similar emotion towards the flyer, yet he was the only man around who bore witness to... whatever this was.

Glancing in many directions to fully ensure no one else was around, he gingerly folded the poster and stuffed it in his back pocket. He shall have a closer inspection of this later in his study, he decided with a low chuckle.
 
Upon watching the stout halfling waltz into the Wizard's Watering Hole to smack one of these flyers down against her freshly wiped bar counter, Mazokha let out the faintest groan. As she opened her lips to protest, she felt her jaw fall slack as her eyes fell upon the strange pamphlet stuck to her tables.

A duo of orcish bandits?! How... Unprecedented.

The momentary silence in the empty tavern was replaced as she quickly took out her pocketbook and peeled the paper off the counter to press neatly between a few pages for later. It seems to her that Camellia Cove has a new book in the works.
 
Isleífur looks at the page, going to put it down- before sharply looking at the drawing once again, a harsh double-take with widened eyes.

"What the hell?" was all that he could muster, before setting it down with a shiver.
 
Looks at the poster, fully bewildered by what his ocular organs were showing to his brain. He would blink a few times, brain trying to understand what in the every living fuck would even paint this....
After a few seconds though he would start to appriciate the art. Placing it back where it was with a soft and warm smile on his face
 
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