*posted on the door of the Arm's*

[DMOE]

*torn down by Hardragh*

[Filatus]

*Hardragh sees the note when next he comes back to the Arms and chuckles*

"Guess she's a patron after all if she knew about it. Only hangs -inside- the bloody inn."

*he shrugs and rips of the note*

"You'd think certain people would have better things to do than chasing notes on message boards all day."[/B][/SIZE]

[miltonyorkcastle]

Steel turns toward home, weary and beaten from a recent adventure. He retreats into the tavern, only to notice Hardragh and a crumpled parchment in the skald's hand. Conversation illuminates the contents and author. Steel nods, in his usual fashion, responding casually.

I see I may have to get involved in this little.... dispute... afterall.



//// EDIT: doh, Filatus beat me to it, heh.