A Notice Written in Blue Ink

*Notices begin showing up around Myth Drannor, written in shimmery blue ink that may look familiar to some people. Its unknown who put them up, and many are simply sat on tables or found on the ground, held down by rocks.*

Quote :

Dearest Readers,

For far too long I have been absent from your affairs, observing from a distance, handling problems on my own as they arise. My propaganda, which once dotted the roads and found itself here and there in every shamble of a city in this area, have all long since been taken down by rain or by hand. Progress was being made in the struggle against the drow, the Zhents, and various sundry threats that pop up on a daily basis. I was pleased that my agitation was no longer needed, so I grew quiet.

Such is no longer the case. You have all grown fat and weak. You sit by your cozy fire and sip your expensive wines in your taverns, chit-chatting about trivial matters. You have come to rely heavily on the remaining few of us that still fight to keep you safe in your quaint little taverns and relaxing walks along the rivers. You have forgotten what strife, pain, worry, death, and loss feel like. Your inactivity has reached a point that newsletters are circulating about the failure to drive back the forces of evil and destruction in this land. Your sloth has now outshadowed our work.

This is no longer acceptable.

I urge everyone who reads this who is not already affiliated with some kind of resistance organization to join one. Immediately. The Akh'Velahr, the Wardens, the Black Archers, the Circle, anything. Create your own, if that will get you and others motivated. Anything at all, so long as they oppose the Zhents and drow and pledge themselves to resist the growing threat. You are more useful than you think you are. You simply must find a way to apply your talents to the situation.

Those of us who work to free ourselves from the bondage of fear and pain do not take lightly accusations that anyone is simply giving up the war against the oppressors or submitting to the terrors of the Underdark.

For Freedom,
~Tel'Corleithian

*A note is posted besides the others*

The difference lies in purpose. zeal leads one to stand his ground for himself and his kin
anger leads to destruction. the drow and zhentilar are consumed by anger we must be driven by zeal.

To the writer of this inspiring note do meet me when possible.
we have much to discuss.

Signed Elric Lightsmane
Knight Protector of the order of the aster