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<blockquote data-quote="hippocrachus" data-source="post: 2966248" data-attributes="member: 14148">~ The Adventurers ~The bailiff returns with two off-duty guards in tow. They walk over to Nae'talis with a set of manacles between them, but before they can clamp them shut on the wizard's wrists, a familiar, talkative voice calls from outside the courtroom. Harad quirks an eyebrow and motions for the bailiff to see what the raucous is about. As the door is opened just a crack, Wizzop pushes through brandishing a rolled up parchment like a god would a lightning bolt.&quot;Hold it! Hold it!&quot; he bellows in between pants. &quot;I have official papers here! A pardon signed by the Mayor herself!&quot;An observant eye might catch Harad crossing his arms with a smug expression and shaking his head at the halfling. Wizzop marches down the aisle, past Nae'talis and his two would-be imprisoners, kicking anybody's shins who isn't fast about moving, and places the paper on Harad's podium.&quot;It's official!&quot; Wizzop reiterates, just proud to be apart of &quot;official business.&quot; Harad unrolls the parchment and reads it with disinterest.&quot;Yes, it certainly is,&quot; the Justiciar intones. &quot;Release him,&quot; he says to the two guards.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="hippocrachus, post: 2966248, member: 14148"] ~ The Adventurers ~ The bailiff returns with two off-duty guards in tow. They walk over to Nae'talis with a set of manacles between them, but before they can clamp them shut on the wizard's wrists, a familiar, talkative voice calls from outside the courtroom. Harad quirks an eyebrow and motions for the bailiff to see what the raucous is about. As the door is opened just a crack, Wizzop pushes through brandishing a rolled up parchment like a god would a lightning bolt. [COLOR=YellowGreen]"Hold it! Hold it!"[/COLOR] he bellows in between pants. [COLOR=YellowGreen]"I have official papers here! A pardon signed by the Mayor herself!"[/COLOR] An observant eye might catch Harad crossing his arms with a smug expression and shaking his head at the halfling. Wizzop marches down the aisle, past Nae'talis and his two would-be imprisoners, kicking anybody's shins who isn't fast about moving, and places the paper on Harad's podium. [COLOR=YellowGreen]"It's official!"[/COLOR] Wizzop reiterates, just proud to be apart of "official business." Harad unrolls the parchment and reads it with disinterest. [COLOR=DarkSlateGray]"Yes, it certainly is,"[/COLOR] the Justiciar intones. [COLOR=DarkSlateGray]"Release him,"[/COLOR] he says to the two guards. [/QUOTE]

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