Baldur's Gate : The Sword Coast Chronicles : NWN2 Persistent World

*As if overnight posters can be seen all all over Baldur's Gate, the Trade Way, Beregost and Candlekeep. None could miss it if they tried*

*SeveN sees the message and without hesitance launches a tabacco and alcohol-saturated wad right at the poster. He then sticks this notice over the lower portion of the poster.*
*He procedes to launch his tar-ridden ale spittle at every poster he comes across and mutters under his breath.*

Bastids...

Sir Jonas Rokranon rips down every poster he finds, laughing all the way.

"Toybox isn't this stupid. Whoever these fools are, they'll be dead within a month. They seem to forget that the Fist has about sixteen hundred troops. They had better mean what they say. I hope they try to collect from me, I haven't gotten to smite anything in a few weeks. Maybe I should just go wander the roads aimlessly..."

Another smile breaks across his face as he contemplates, heading toward the next poster to rip it down.

*Galen reads the poster after picking it up on the street*

Stupidity, pure and simple and quite laughable..let them try, there blood will quench the Soil. Fools.

*Caedis Pradurum finishes polishing his gold-leafed armor and reads reads the notices on the way to Maltz's shop. He chuckles a bit as he thinks to himself...*

This supposed "leader" of the thieves is either ignorant, bold, or both. I highly doubt the leader of such and organization would have so little grey matter between the ears.

No matter, it looks like it is time to dull my blade and sharpen my wits. Off to the Trade Way for me.

*Marches dow the road with a troubling smile on his face*

I do relish the idea of dragging the would-be knaves back to the Fist... barely alive but conscious enough to feel the pain of every little cornered stone slowly tearing at their flesh. Hmm... I should make sure to pray first, so I have enough healing abilities to keep them conscious.

Bloody fools.

*The posters seem to somehow keep reappearing overnight for the next week or so*

This time the posters have an addendum to the message written at the bottom

People of Baldur Do not doubt my words. We will show we are sincere.To show this this each one so taxed will be left with my symbol. Those that know us know this mark and have seen it before.

My mark will clarify. My mark will confirm. My mark shall be left by my men without fail. and when you see my mark you will know it is my voice that speaks

With warmest regards,

Your local protection and security

ToyBox

A note is attached

To the fools that posted this:

I give you fare warning, pack up and leave town now, The Fist know of you and you shall be hunted like wolves and brought to justice, that is, if you can survive the wrath of vengeance for threatening the city's people.

Leo Artickus

"Oh my...my...I think I better leave town just for saftey from thieves and fist.
Where can I buy a horse I wonder?....The city seems to be getting dangerous, I should leave..my I do hate conflicts."

*Vishnir looks at these posters shaking his head, a faint sigh escapes him, and he whispers the question to the city street at large*

Why has the fist allowed this guild of dirty thugs to exist for so long? Is there no justice?

*with that he turns on his heel and continues down the road south, wary of any danger, knowing that the Fist will do nothing and allow this threat to continue*

Desiree spies the poster on the outskirts of Beregost. Her eyes narrow as she reads the poster. She then rips the poster from its place and walks away, tearing the notice into minuscule shreds.

So, thieves and bandits have once again claimed ownership of the wilds. These proud street urchins will soon find themselves victims of the very land they claim to own.

Sitting on a log near the trade way Zolf holds a collection of the notes in hand. Tossing all the other notes away he holds the two with Toy Box's name in them. Reading them carefully the forest around him quickly falls silent as animals sense his rage.

A wind elemental quick rushes through the forest lumbering over Zolf.

"Why have you awakened?" Wind elemental whispers faintly.

"Toy Box has come out of hiding, tell the others." Zolf replies as he slowly stands up.