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Post by Lady Leaf on Jun 16, 2011 20:24:41 GMT -5
[scrolly:h(230),w(390),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-top:10px;margin-left:10px;)] A rather small, folded piece of paper was in the mouth of a Pidove. It was one of the many mailer Pidove’s and it had made it’s way to a small apartment. Landing by the door of the appartment, it dropped the letter into a small slot before flying off.
The entire family will all be home at 9 o’clock tonight. Get the job done fast and efficiently. A peasant boy will have your payment ready at the crossroads when the job is confirmed done. ~ The Supplier
There was no other information with the letter but no other information had to be given. The person it was sent to would have already known the rest of the details from a chat the two had over the phone a few days prior. The letter had actually come from a noble named Lance Rossi, however the writing was not his own and the man would never show his face or give his true name to Mike. But this, this was only the beginning of the down fall to the nobles in Era. An easy pick to begin with as they were a small family and weren’t quiet as far up the line as the rest. However, they were well known enough to cause a slight panic. It was perfect. [/scrolly] [bg=black] |
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Post by MCstorms on Jun 16, 2011 20:52:45 GMT -5
Mike walked out to his mailbox and checked the mail. He read a letter from the man he had previously talked to. This had painted a smile on his face. Mike walked inside his apartment. His shoes making Clacking sound as he walked. He put his hand gun's in their holster. Then through on his dark red coat. He walked down a hall and said "This should be fun." With his twisted smile. he wen't out the back door. No one wen't this way he dropped into an ally and kept walking. He new a deserted road to get to the west. "And So It Begins."
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