Man Dead

[Carl Hardy]

A man walks up to the board and posts a note with a casual manner.

Zaniel Gavin has been found to be dead. Those that wish to claim his body should meet Carl in this Tavern as soon as possible.

He grins as he walks away with the same, slow pace.

 

[Bhryn]

Pauses by the note, studying the name for several long ... LONG... quite...long... moments.

Tick. Tick...Tick...

"OH!" she exclaims suddenly, "Enelya's lad!"

So exclaiming, pens a quick response!

What happened to him? How? Why?

Enelya: don't panic sweetheart, stay calm and just get some answers before falling apart.

B xxxx

 

[Carl Hardy]

A man walks back up to the boards again and replies to the note he sees underneath his own.

Apparently he was stabbed several times and why well, maybe he did it himself?

Posts the note with a chuckle at his last words and then walks off.

 

[Sienna_Rose]

A woman with hair the color of the sunrise reads the notes, her brow furrowing as she recognizes some names. She pulls some parchment from her pack and writes a response.

You seem to know much of this to be using the phrase "apparently".

Enelya- Don't worry. I've an idea.

The note is signed with a sketch of instrument strings curled into an 'R'.

 

[Enelya]

Enelya appears, and begins to skim through the messages on the board. Evidently she searches for a particular notice, and upon discovery she looks extremely heartbroken, but not shocked. She produces a piece of parchment, something already scribbled on it and posts it on top of Carl's original post.

Carl,

Give me a time, and I will meet with you in the tavern.

Enelya ​