All tha beards shoul beh makin themselves known fer a gatherin o beards to dicuss mattahs of the kin. Ye kin sign yer name behlow and we beh seekin ye out.

-Magnus

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[Scrawled below Magnus' message]

Aye Kin,

We'd like ta conversate on all things dwarven, particularly the lack of fine dwarven women bout town, Cooky notwithstanding...

When and where shall we meet?

Gimball Harrenhock

*Kalins see the Note and places his mark and grins and laughs with joy for the stout hearts be gathering*

(OOC i'm -8 GMT)

*A neatly written "Bal" attached with a scribbled "in Stonecall" is found underneath Kalin's name.*

[-6 GMT; shouldn't this be in the public announcements section?]

[Krushen Yellowfang slides across the wall, and steals the poster, his back to the wall, looking around for inquisitive eyes. He runs out of the building, clutching the paper in his both hands, looking at it closely. With a finger, dipped in mud, he erases all the names on the paper, and hangs it back on the door of the Mausoleum.]