!Wanted! Poster

[Arch-Mage Relwyn]

WANTED!

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Countess Aotora was assassinated on Sun’s Dawn the fifth, having dinner with her husband and her bodyguards. Witnesses say that a man in a black cloak and a black robe assassinated her. He presumed to be a part of a cult called Ysklni Arboerta, a group that was thought to only worship the Night Gods. All members of this cult are wanted for: perfidy, theft, and murder. If you see one of these assassins, contact the city guard immediately.
Bec ause of the murder, the countess's positon is currently free. Anyone who is interested, please contact the count of Renwyr.

[Sunrise Winddancer]

Two men stood before the announcement.
"Do you think they have any award?" Slim man in very fine, emerald cloak ask.
" You want to take this quest?" His companion answered with a sarcasm.
"No, I will simply lead you there." The first one said with a disturbing smile and after which he smoothed his ruffles. "I told you long ago you, should change your style." He added with the same smile and blink in the eyes. His companion moved uneasy. All the words of A'elnis should be taken seriously, however ridiculous they may sound. He looked on his clothing- dark leather breeches, dark, silk shirt and black, embroidered cloak, besides fine dagger and sword by his side. Of course he looked on assassin, they both were well-versed with that art and till this day he was using the fear his figure aroused years ago. Not mention using the skills he garnered, but this time it was not his work, he would not be that stupid to attack in such situation. If that was him, the woman would not even noticed her own death and it all would look as a natural, or eventually as his husbands work. No, he was not that stupid.
"I am foreign and everyone will noticed that." He said finally.
"Maybe, but they might have some foreign hue and cry."
"No one ever seen my face." The assassin opposed.
"May that be, but they heard about you weapon." A'elnis smiled.
"Do not be silly elf. Beside I believed we are here, because you wanted to find Nightingale."
"Oh my you have no sense of humor at all my friend!" The elf exclaimed theatrically. "Yes, the sweet bird of heaven, she seems to travel here."
"And you think there are any chances she may like to see you after you did to her, all those things you did?" Assassin smiled with not hidden satisfaction.
"I am sure, she is a forgiving soul." A'elnis looked on his companion with this same smile on his face.
"She was not looking like that when she hit you with a bucket, broke her stuff on your head and freeze you."
"Women! they are all first mad at you, they overact, fuss, but after a while they act like nothing happened."
"I think you may be surprised."