Sshamath.
Standing under a post in one of Sshamath's narrow slums Vork stood with his halberd in hand. He was a young eager drow guard and full of ambition, sadly lacking talent for arcane magics so his lot in life is sealed. Slightly scratching his chin in boredom as the wards of the city make life here dull, Vork's eyes caught notice of a poster upon the stone wall. Leaning forward his red beady eyes scanned the poster before he called over to his companion Belshaz.
"Belshaz.. Look! Offer for gold. Massive coin, even foolish amount, you would need a wagon." Vork said with a roll of his eyes, and quick sharp voice.
Belshaz was a short chubby Drow male, shorter then all the other guards of the city and probably rounder to. "I seen these wanted posters about the city. Some Fraen... and spider kisser making upset the life of her own people, and by now the appearance of it - some Necromancers'' Belshaz finished with a loud sigh.
Vork narrowed his eyes further to read the attached addition. "How does one commit crimes against necromancy?" Vork asked unsure of what he read. "Did she summon a vampire with no head or accidentally cast some sort of Death to Flesh spell. Oh, maybe she forgot to put someone back?"
Belshaz shrugged as he neared the poster "The Conclave. Whom are we to ask, they can just make up what they like."
Vork looked over with a long grin. "Anything?"
Belshaz was oblivious to Vorks scheming as he struggled to keep balance of his halberd. "Yes, and no one would dare question the Conclave"
Vork tried to use his fingers as he counted and talked "Hmm. Paper tax. Posting tax. Littering tax! There was what, 100 of these wanted posters. At say.. 25 gold coins for each posting of anywhere not the bounty board."
Belshaz "Is that a law?"
Vork "When someone asks we'll just say the Conclave said so... we just doing what were told. After all, no one questions the Conclave!"
Belshaz Chuckles.
Though it was not but a moment later until their eyes caught a Deurgar with scimitar slashing a poster on the wall. Belshaz was the first to point it out. "I think he just cost us 25 gold"
Vork was furious "HEY! Halt! Blanket rothe wurm! " Though before Vork could near the Deurgar he had magically vanished away. "Im going to kick that thing under a table!"
Belshaz shrugged as he waddled over to Vork "Well tax him too! Easy enough."
7threalm wrote:and after sometime the posters magically reassemble themselves. All 100 of them.
Vork and Belshaz Charge you 2450 gold for all 98 of your posters. Minus one poster for where it belonged, and minus another that got destroyed. Pay 2,450 to any DM.
DyNaM1T3 wrote:After surveying the area for witnesses a Deurgar materializes from invisibility and proceeds to shred each poster in turn with his scimitar before reading a scroll and disappearing from sight again.
Vork, Belshaz charge you with damage to private property when your scimitar paper slashing damages the wall, even slightly. For this they levy a fine of 1000 gp. they also charge you a special 25 gp fee which they do not explain to you why, but its completely personal. You also used teleportation for 850 gp. Pay this amount to any DM 1,875gp.
Israe wrote:*Scribbled on one of the posters and returned to the city, a new line is added to the bottom of the poster and placed in Varallas. IT would have a picture of Jys on the bottom, with a single quote-*
"Cash me ousside, howbow dah?"
Approved. just that poster.