Wanted: One of Your Own ((Open RP))

[Thanoss]

The clamour of glass offers diversions from the dull hum of words rambled by the patrons of the Tavern of the Setting Sun. Nyxian members and their allies gather in groups, some telling stories of their adventures, some rallying others to join in an assault on Wintergrasp, a few wandering through requesting help from their more seasoned peers.nnNobody notices the dark, slender elf stealthily sliding into the room, his face hidden under a hood made of green scales and metal chains that cascade into a tunic. Many pay him no need, yet an occassional curious patron gives him a passing look, noticing that this is not someone they're familiar with. In the clutches of his cold, scale-gloved hand he holds a rolled up parchment, in the other a hammer with nails between his fingers.nnHe seems consumed in his own mission, his momentum not faltering even the slightest as he pushes by those who get in his way. Approaching the bulletin board of the Tavern, the elf stares at the posts as though studying them a moment. With a scoff, he rips a few posts from the board, tossing them to the floor before unrolling his parchment and placing it in their place. Without any hesitation, he begins nailing the parchment onto the board.nnMany of the patrons have now directed their attention at the mysterious elf, his armor a shade of green that could lose itself in any flora. With a final slam the elf places the last nail, promptly turns and, keeping his face adequately hidden, walks back out of the tavern. The attention now turns to the parchment. As its read, there are mixed reactions to its contents:nnnnWanted: Felmage Thanoss Quel'Furon, Shade of Nyxn

For the murder of Stormwind Officer Reinhardt Macelinnas well as the murders of former SilvermoonnOfficers Virgil and Ashe Sunhawk. Wanted dead only.

nReward: 50,000 goldnnContact a member of any Silvermoon authority for further details.nnnnAmong the onlookers you notice the presence of Solthas, one of Nyx's newer death knights as well as Thanoss' old mentor. He stares at the parchment from his cold, blue eyes, a look of shock on his face. Glancing about in a panicked fashion, he turns and runs out of the tavern.nnLooking back at the parchment, you're left a decision. Thanoss has openly admitted to these murders, and while the delay is questionable, the desire for him to be executed for such crimes is not without merit. Could the Silvermoon authorities truly have chosen to make him pay for his crimes nearly a year after the fact? Or is it possible that he's being set up, possibly by the mysterious elf who posted the parchment?

[Loilaton]

Loilaton gets up from his place in the corner, a lingering cold follows him across the room, and his very presence causes many of the guild's Paladin's to snarl in contempt. After studying the poster up close, he turns around to face the crowd. "Any takers?"