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Eighth Seed; [Action]
Mar. 30th, 2011 05:51 pm[Good morning, Luceti.
For those amongst you who wear armor: Are you incapable of tempering your own equipment? Have you enlisted the help of the smithy for replacement weaponry when your things from home have worn out?
Under goblin law, these items have been rented fr an indeterminate period of time, granted from the blacksmith and due back when the appropriate amount of time has passed. Since Luceti lacks currency, it only follows that all rentals are well past due.
While darkness continues to shroud his approach, Neville will steal into house after house, snatching back Luceti-made items and returning them to the smithy in a heaping pile. He'll know what metals originated where - goblins always know.
Perhaps you've heard an intruder in your living room. Maybe you've discovered the pile of weapons and armor just outside the smithy. No matter what, there is a goblin in your midst trying to reconcile his instinct with his constant need to see Justice done.]
[OOC: Backdated to midnight-ish through dawn. Feel free to catch him in the midst of trying to liberate your goods or anytime during or after. Otherwise, hide your kids, hide your wife?]
For those amongst you who wear armor: Are you incapable of tempering your own equipment? Have you enlisted the help of the smithy for replacement weaponry when your things from home have worn out?
Under goblin law, these items have been rented fr an indeterminate period of time, granted from the blacksmith and due back when the appropriate amount of time has passed. Since Luceti lacks currency, it only follows that all rentals are well past due.
While darkness continues to shroud his approach, Neville will steal into house after house, snatching back Luceti-made items and returning them to the smithy in a heaping pile. He'll know what metals originated where - goblins always know.
Perhaps you've heard an intruder in your living room. Maybe you've discovered the pile of weapons and armor just outside the smithy. No matter what, there is a goblin in your midst trying to reconcile his instinct with his constant need to see Justice done.]
[OOC: Backdated to midnight-ish through dawn. Feel free to catch him in the midst of trying to liberate your goods or anytime during or after. Otherwise, hide your kids, hide your wife?]
