[Scattered about lower in various areas] Lowersmen. Lowerswomen.

A tragedy has beffallen us.

In these dark times, a gold lining emerges.

The Death of Battleload, who was quite the nuisance, was to be honest, expected.

What was not expected, however, was the merciless slaughter of a number of lower citizens, and the hands of the Lecherous Lower-slaughterer Sullenar, Sergeant of the "Most Honorable" Sanctuary watch.

Despite adamant postings that the law ends at the gates, on the in-between gate, This man continues to plague us. These innocents were cut down for little more than attempting to protect their homes, and now their souls are at rest, brutally slain by this butcher and the Stoutheart Slavers.

The Watch, not only corrupt, but previously funded by the filthy fish-smelling gold of the Stouthearts, continues to be a constant threat to the citizens and gangs alike.

The Crone's employees, roughest toughest bouncers and men in Lower were not safe from his butchering.

The Bastard Battleload, while a menace to us in his own way, was not safe.

Many of our own men were slain, aside from Battleload, for simply trying to keep these citizens safe.

What makes you think you are safe?

Actions -must- be taken.

A proclamation of peace and renewal. A first step of many.

The Dirty Nancies, so long as they make no action against Ledskir's men in the Gambling hall, or Delve, or our Auction House, are free of persecution and welcomed to do as they wish with their territory in this time of crisis.

The Crone is in need of repair from the brutal attack on it. The Event and Fight Promoter of the Ledskir Gambling Hall, Mr. West, shall be holding a function to see the old girl restored to her formal glory before the joint efforts of New Dunwarren Zealots and Upper Butchers.

-Ledskir Loan and Lending

[Posted outside the Ledskir gambling hall in a gaudy ink and unusually large hand, what looks like great lengths taken to make the author's handwriting unnoticeable]

A bounty is henceforth placed on the head of Lecherous Lowerslayer Sullenar, Four thousand Coins to any who bring his head to the Gambling hall.

The Stoutheart Dwarves, Slaver-funders and Threats to Freedom everywhere, The price of five hundred gold shall be offered for any red cloak and severed head of their disgusting greed that is also presented to us at the Gambling Hall.

-Ledskir Loans and Lending

[Posted outside the Ledskir Gambling Hall, The Crone, The Delve, The Beacon, The Old Tigereye Fortress, The Southern Alley, The old Loon warehouse, and numerous other places]

In Lower's time of need, The numerous gangs and organizations must put their petty squabbles aside, so that we are able to do to the whole, what it is we do for our individual territory.

A summit is to be held, Between any and all citizens of lower seeking their voice to be heard. Be you a Nancy, A Sweet, A Darby, A Lost Loon, An Angel, An Ex-Griffon, A Cronesman, A Delve-merchant, a Sewertown Rebel, Or simply a lowerman seeking justice, Keep your eyes open for news of the coming summit.

The Renewal Fundraiser for The Pissing Crone, Lower's longest standing establishment, And long time neutral ground, has been assaulted and destroyed. This fundraiser is to replace the "Tournement of Death" previously advertised. See nearby notices for details.

-Mr. West