*Ando Firemane goes to the aged and torn Doubloon shield, taking it down with a heavy sigh. Hours later he returns with a heavy steel shield, engraved with plain thick lettering, and replacing it*

In memory of the Golden Doubloons, and everything they stood for. Never give up hope, and never forget the sacrifices of those who came before. Fight for what you believe in, and die for what you don't.

Ando Firemane, former Lieutenant and Commander of the Golden Doubloons

OOC: I forgot the shield was on a building near the mauseleum, not on the actual mauseleum, it should be on the building where it was to begin with, if it's not too much trouble to put it back when you can get around to it.

[a parchment nailed at the shield, the letters in the archaic script and the jawless skull with the writing quill resting on a scroll, smiling mirthlessly in its silent triumph]

Behold, ye faithful of this towne of yore, the justice moste righteous of the Lord of the Realms Beyond that guardeth over thy children and their deaths tranquile amongst candles aflicker in their light passing as is life whilst those sinful cry in pain moste vile of the memoirs of their transgressions recalled. Attempted heathen Doubloons faithless and vile to steal cadavres hallowed from these halls dusteful, and only intervention moste timely of the servant faithful and his arm blessed by Lord Nakasr protected the cadavre and those of thine enfants that lie in peace and cold where their flesh young and pale hath rotten away into the earth that embraceth ye all. Attempted heathen Doubloons moste vile to tear the cadavre of their fallen comrade apart with knives rusted and desecrate the work of servants faithful that dwelle and guarde the Dead that lie in peace against Figures Dark that creep in shadows and so did the Doubloons of actes ignominious. Thus they attempted and thus they were fought, and the Lord Beyond uttereth His Doom. Wither shall ye, Doubloons who stand against My Will Aeternal, and thy limbs shall be severed and thy head torn away and trashed and the rest peaceful shall be denied to all of thee. Hearkened the creatures and men of the Underdark to the Doom of the Lord Almighty and wrought the Doom moste terrible to pass, and ye behold, citoyens faithful, that the Lord is righteous and punisheth the sinful in manners moste baleful whilst He granteth the faithful their rest aeternal in His embrace moste joyous and tranquile.

Someone tosses goblin shit at the message. Deep inside, he figures Aeon Digglydang Godwhymever can eat it for all he cares.

**As always, shit was flung in game!**

[a ghastly hand in a white glove reaches out from the gloomy inside of the Mausoleum, touches the goblin shit tenderly, brushing it off, removing the parchment and vanishing back into the darkness; soon thereafter, a new parchment with exactly the same content is placed by the very same gloved hand, the brown stain already faded]

*Ando Firemane goes to the shield to pay a moment's respect, and rips the parchment free, shredd it, and dropping it to the ground in front of him, before angrily heading to the Mauseleum to have words with Torr*