Dear Drin Greycloak of New Dunwarren

Mind correcting your hin to not place a pity bounty on my life? It seems like justice hasnt taught him shit. If he wants to play the contract game please inform him that I have a large pile of gold at my disposable and can legally place a much larger bounty. I personally dont want to have to have him arrested again. Please control your kin before he he looses more then a hand. Also tell your kin if he wants me dead to come up to my face rather than snivel behind bounties.

Private Sten/

Private Sten,

I honestly have no idea what you are referring to. But if there is a bounty on your head, I must say that a small part of me finds that humorous.

Welcome to the hazards of your job.

Also as a point of note, I don't 'control' my kin. I try to guide them to a better way of thinking.

Perhaps you should improve your reputation and you wouldn't have such threats made. *signed*

Drin Shieldarm of Arvoreen Warden of New Dunwarren

Since you are neither aware nor can guide him out of the path of my axe. Consider him going to be on a fecking trial yet again. I dare you to guide him out of the stoning cage away from the stones. Do you honestly think I dont have the gold to make his head on my platter? Does h e think 500 is enough to capture a sanctuary watchmen when I could offer far more gold and make it legal to present his head and his things looted without them getting in a cell for it? I would like to consider this one armed joke a ghost.

Good day Greycloak

Private Sten

Private Sten,

You still have yet to tell me said hin's name. If you wish to hurl insults at my kin folk then at least do it with a name.

Also, you bend the laws of this city to your whim. I'm surprised that it's taken this long for someone you've abused your power against to stand against you.

As far as the coin you speak of, if you truly are appalled, then it seems you place too much value on money.

Good day. *signed*

Drin Shieldarm of Arvoreen Warden of New Dunwarren

The Hins name is Stormfoot. He has one arm. And you call it abuse he tried to kill me. Councilor cheval ordered his arm to be cut off not by me but by someone else.