*Chanda on her dark rounds of Mistone happens by the long scribbled scroll attached to the bulletin board. She cackles and evil laugh as she reads the messages posted. She stops for a moment on the comments about the drow being involved. She takes the scroll and in blood red ink (perhaps even her own blood), she scribes the following on the bottom of the note.*
"Here ye, here ye all ye would be heros, cowards, false bravados, Maggots ... Acacea, and so called "Defenders" of Mistone. Give up your hopeless attempts to retake Stone, it is lost. Or perhaps you haven't been back to Stone since its fall? Blood has done an excellent job in reinforcing his posistion on Rilara. He has called for some of his most powerful servants to hold the pathetic RUINS of Stone. And while you all bicker back and forth, with your who-done-its, and call to arms, Blood grows ever stronger. What will he take next? Where will he strike and conquer next? It is hopeless ... call for your paladins and your finest warriors, they will be the first blood split in the wave that is set to overcome you. So enjoy your good nights rest, all the while knowing that when it is all over my Lord will come to claim your remains.
Rather than donating your arms and weapons to the defense of Mistone I would reccomend you making a collection of gold to ransome your pathetic lifes from the eminant rule of Bloodstone."
*signed with a skull with a sword through it*