Councilor,

Your insolence is noted. As a result, we have your loved ones held captive. I suggest paying handsomely for their safe return, or they may soon be enjoying life beyond the veil, so to speak.

Five Thousand a Fireheart head would be acceptable. We've two. That's Ten Thousand, if you cannot do the math, darling. You may send it with a neutral party, or come yourself, to Mur. Either one fits excellently.

You have 12 hours, before I start sending you back body parts.

P.S. I liked the touch of the blood you used. Can you guess which loved one's blood I used for this message?

-The Dread Captain Thorn

My Family has been kidnapped. Please offer your services and those of your associates to the Watch to return them.

Please, I beg you.

Fireheart.

Councilor,

Who has done this horrid thing? Why would they do this?

We will certainly help if we can, but isn't this something that should be handled by the Watch? We are not vigilantes that exact vengeance upon others if it is a matter of law.

Stop by Dunendar Hall, or I will come to the Last Stand if you wish to speak to me of this.

In the meanwhile, I will pray for their safety.

Sister Breena Watchever

Fireheart,

My mace is always at the service of Sanctuary's citizens. I'll seek you out and discuss what can be done.

-Headmaster Frank Dederich

Fireheart,

While I am loathe to offer you the services of the Company after the debacle in Lower, I feel that it would be callous of us to abandon your family to their own fate. Seek me out and we shall discuss a suitable course of action.

Until then, -Captain Mebrith

Councilor Fireheart,

For your callous ways, and your refusal to part with your money for even the sake of your own relatives lives, you will pay.

I give you the last opportunity to pay in gold, rather than in blood. Do not consider this money for their lives, anymore. You've shown quite clearly that you do not value their lives at all, or at least not so much as you value your purse. This is an opportunity to pay for your own life. The pitiful thing which you meek out, this existence you believe matters.

Pay the ten thousand, or you will find yourself facing the wrath of the Goddess that you have so clearly misunderstood. Before then, however, you will understand the wrath of another, truer god. The Lord Hoar, as I deliver unto you the ultimate vengeance for your avarice.

You have 12 hours to pay the ten thousand, before you are slaughtered, so much similar to the last time you encountered my forces.

-The Dread Captain Thorn

Celeste Macasta has decided to threaten me again, I find this amusing.

I can only hope Clara and Edgar live.

Fireheart.