Crotch Grabbing!  (Close enough to win the prize)

I too Maccen Korten, Commoner of Cove attended this undertaking. I expect to be compensated for my time and efforts to retrieve that coin.

*Signed*

Maccen Jepta Korten, Commoner of Cove.

That is clearly a look of fear as her teeth sink into the back of its cranium!

I told em yesterday but I will say it again.

Happy Anniversary of yer death row sentencing. The man in the white coat sha'll see ye again.

Happy B-day Keres!

-Mk

Bwuahaha @ hoagie's latest.

Sadly I have no quotes at this time.
Cheers!

If that is the same man whom come in out of the woods perhaps I shall have some luck speaking at him. . .  he and I may atleast find that our woodsy ways make us fairly alike. . . if not more approachable than others. . .

Boss,

First shes not been able to be found. . .I left her a note. . . .

Second, Theodan Westaman. Hes also of these New Hope folks like that Luke. I believe I have heard talk he is the apprentice to Luke. . .  This Westaman is some relation or acquaintance of our own Amelia Pond. She talks of information, and she even dares to sneak about and follow you to a meeting. She also craves so very dearly to be "involved" and to get "secrets."  I have been so flustered lately that this seemingly far flung connection only just piqued my interests. I perhaps am just being paranoid. . . .  she also took to me far too quickly. We had hardly met and off to a bed she drug me. I believe now our enemy may have tried to use my greatest weakness against me. I also must admit all interest in me died after she confirmed my working with you. I smell a rat. . .  and she begins to smell rather strongly I must say.

With my recent mistakes I don't take you being so keen on this. But I would ask that you give these words due consideration. This is information I have had time to think on and put together. Should you want a recounting personally, I shall give it.


For the mean time I will continue to to offer my work where you ordered.

-MK

S'cool S'cool, well just clobberthe former tenant. . .  Whats that? Says the name was Keres?  Get the torches and the pitchforks lads!


Heheh glad yer back mate.

-mk

Aye, I am with Faden. Get recruitin and do not be remise with thy duties.

Thats spectacular, that its bigger. . . but how many do you share with?

[*Signed*]

I placed fliers at various moongates and then stood abouts in New Haven hollerin about how folks should join the Baronship and take one of me fliers. I also vigorously threw fliers into the winds so as to spread them about the city. . . .  I beleive a few goats may have choked and I might have killed an eagle or two. . .  .  they gave their lives so Cove might be better!

Here are some sketches!



Not a bad days work I say, sadly nobody appraoched me as Haven where rather empty. . .


*Signed*

Maccen Korten, Commoner of Cove

Dear Honourable Mr. Varen, Steward of Cove,

     I Maccen Korten, write to you about the ladies boarding house we discussed briefly some time ago. I where hopping we might meet and speak in more detail as I plan to obtain a deed for land and petition for public taxes to help fund the opening of such an establishment. I am certain you are well aware of the great public work this building shall be offering low cost rent to the single or estranged women of Cove whom so desperately need shelter and guidance in their lives. If you will plan to meet with me so we may discuss price and what land in cove I might purchase or be granted for this endeavour.

With much regard,

Maccen Jepta Korten, Commoner of Cove

Appologise boss, had only Edwards word when I happened to walk up. . . had he not signaled me I would not have been involved at all. I nay learned the womans name until Edward blurted it out. . . and why does she need to know secrets and such. I learned nay shite until I had done a number of jobs and I had to look into it all myself mostly. Let her prove her value, she wants secrets she can find them herself. Women only have so many uses. . . and some of them are limited.

*Signed*

MJK

P.S. Do I get paid? And by whom? Considering I did very litte and yer not profiting yerself boss that I should seek others for some form of pay for my time and. . . risk.

Carpet and wall paper is pinkish! Damned Arcanists. . . .

More information referincing the deep pockets of those involved with the Goblin.


*A copy of a previous note follow here*

Something about the Goblin itself is fishy. . . . money seems to ensue to whom ever controls this place. . . what is the source? A gold mine beneath the foundations? Secret slave pens? Perhaps we can incriminate them with evidence of "slave trade" I am not sure where we might get the sods for this. . . .  the slave trade is not known to me. . perhaps planting some shade afore em Commander leads his investigations?  Wonder if that wife of Cocidious still does herbs. . . if I could get some plants from her. . .  growing equipment. . put it in place and cover the trail. . . 

Oi ye crooks, assist me with plottin this. . it hurts me head.

*Signed*

MJK