A Dark Bounty...

[*Captain Vanguard]

In the dark understreets of Sigil, every black door and silent sect, a single poster lay.


Wanted

The face of the fiend-blood Mir is reasonably drawn.

Bring her to the Armoury, Sixthousand Jink alive, Threethousand Jink Dead.

[*Xndar]

An additional notice seems to appear below the bounty postings. Various people might claim to have seen the poster, but each gives a different description of height, build and apparent sex. In no case can the observers make out race or features. The Note is written in a rigid, mechanical script

"ANY INDIVIDUAL ATTEMPTING TO COLLECT THIS BOUNTY, SUCCESSFUL OR NOT, WILL HAVE TRIPLE THE POSTED BOUNTY SET ON THEIR HEADS. APPLECHASERS ARE WARNED."

[*Reptiller]

20000 On the Ashen One,with all limbs, alive only. -5000 for any remaining limb. Meeting ground - Undersigil's town.

*The bounty is not signed*

[*Tomekk]

A falchion has been planted in the ground next to the poster, with a note on it. The text is bulky and barely readable.

"Try harmin Mir and yer skull will be crushed into fine powder and yer spine will be cut in half by a blade."

[*Mr_Otyugh]

*a new poster is added right next to the original one, seemingly was brought by a colourful human with a pillow under his shirt*

"One thousand jink for cleaning the Under Sigil of posters.

- Yu"

[*Reptiller]

20000 On the Ashen One, alive only. -5000 for any remaining limb. Meeting ground - Undersigil's town.

*The bounty is not signed*

//Update.

[*hunvagy]

*an additional note appears*

To any of the stupid berks thinking about taking the original offer. By the time I'm finished with you, they'll have to puzzle together all your limbs to find out just how the hells you were.

[*Captain Vanguard]

All the posters of Mir have mysteriously dissappeared.

[*Mabus]

*Orion takes the falchion planted in the ground in to the armory and tosses it into the burning embers and watches as it heats up red...orange...white and slowly melts into the coals.*

[*Mr_Otyugh]

All the posters of Mir have mysteriously dissappeared.

*Surprisingly enough a pouch of thousand coins is actually brought to the cleaned out spot by the same colourful man with pillow under shirt*