Title: [Wanted] Sonja/Mischief Post by: Siegfried on August 30, 2008, 11:48:05 pm *A large wanted poster is nailed to the top of every notice board, every door, and every tavern wall throughout the North of Britannia* Citizens of the North, A universal man-hunt is in effect for a female, a heretic, known by the names of "Sonja" and "Mischief". She is hereby ordered to be placed under arrest on sight, and escorted into Covian custody where she shalt await trial and answer for the following crimes:
Both citizens and soldiers art hereby ordered to do their duty and have this woman arrested on sight and brought to Cove for Justice. She is believed to be currently seeking refuge in the woodlands of Yew. Let it be known that any man believed or known to be associating, or assisting the heretic in any way, shape, or form shalt be arrested also, and stand with her in the dock to answer for the same list of crimes as above, by means of guilty by association and aiding and abetting a known criminal. If found guilty, she, and all associated with her, shalt be sentenced to death by means of hanging by the neck until dead. (http://img386.imageshack.us/img386/5820/sonjazg9.jpg) A recent portrait of Sonja † Signed & Sealed † Father Siegfried, Templar Preceptor of the Northern Chapter Raiden Morana, Captain of the Covian Army Esca Flowne, Captain of the Vepserian Militia Title: Re: [Wanted] Sonja/Mischief Post by: Mischief on August 31, 2008, 02:18:20 pm *On many of the posters a caricature of Siegfried is superimposed over the wording. It shows Siegfried kneeling in supplication kissing the bare arse of Lord Blackthorn*
*Scrawled over the poster in large letters are the words “ Catch me if you can!”* Title: Re: [Wanted] Sonja/Mischief Post by: Siegfried on September 08, 2008, 10:14:32 am This heretic remains wanted on suspicion of murder, unless the trial of Arcanist Valentine and Scout Olchafa rules otherwise. Title: Re: [Wanted] Sonja/Mischief Post by: Scarlet Grayner on September 09, 2008, 06:03:18 pm *Takes a poster down from the wall and looks it over a familiar sparkle in her eye.* |