Wanted - Dead or Alive

"Sami Green, hin with tattoos on her face, green eyes, carries a crossbow. Wanted dead or alive for:
- Attacking two persons at The Dancing Moon Theater Grounds and killing them.
- Known Zhentarim Assasin,
- Threats against innocent people.

Reward:
Dead or Alive - One glowing power essence.
Deliver her at Freehaven

The note is posted at The Dancing Moon, Freehaven, Fox Ridge and the Refugee Fort at North Ride.

Updated reward:
Mark would update the reward and add a note "After testing her skills in combat I am lowering the reward, take her by surprise and she will be yours"

Cruven would take the note from the refugee fort and bring it over to the Hound's Compound.

As Targlan passes by one day, he would spread the word to the guards that he would like to be briefed on the turn of events and ask who the victims were.

A hin would be seen at the free haven notice board as she reads over the note she lets a slim smile wash over her face muttering "so it begins" before slipping away into the shadows of something that casts a shadow more then half her size. Building, man, woman trash can Ect.

A copy of the bounty notice would also find its way to the shadowdale notice board. \\ She got a friend of hers to place it there.

Update Reward

*Gran passes by fox ridge and Free Haven, he would remove each and every wanted poster he saw* HA! Blooody fools... Do they really want to die. *say's out loud in the middle of Free Haven*

*Gran passes by fox ridge and Free Haven, he would remove each and every wanted poster he saw* HA! Blooody fools... Do they really want to die. *say's out loud in the middle of Free Haven*

During one of his usual walks Mark notices the lack of posters, he asks the people around and sighs at the answer, then writes some more posters, posts them again, asks the people to don't aollow anyone to rip them off and prepares his sword to find Gran and make him understand why doing that is a bad idea.

Roman would stay Gran's hand in Freehaven if he saw him messing with the posters around the dark red lit alley he frequents.

"Ah ah ahp!, leave those alone please, friend."

If asked why he cares he'd simply respond.

"Business..."

After Gran departs, Roman would look at the poster, reading the reward about 10 times over and sighing, then he'd kick the dirt, pause... get a zany idea, and head for the House of Redemption dig site.

Colt retrieves the notice from outside the Academy with the full intention of replacing it once he had finished with it.  Settling himself with a stein of dark frothy ale at a library table, he would unroll the poster and then set his mithral bound journal in front of himself.  Taking a swig of the ale, his eyes remained fixed upon the journal as he opened it with his free hand to a clean page.  He began to write.

Sami Green
Female
Halfling, possible gnome? Unable to determine as she covered her face.
Assassin for hire
Previous affiliation with the Zhentarim
Currently under no contract.
Minor bounty on her head from the vagrant Mark.

He closes the journal, taking another gulp from his stein and ponders his next move very carefully.

**The nameless one would make a mental note after reading the boards in Freehaven**

*Gran continues to destroy these poster, if his face is seen it is in anger and seems to be out raged of these attempts that Mark is forcing, he then makes forth to find Mark too answer for his crimes*

*He quickly comes up with a new plan, he cast haste on himself making himself his own poster for a bounty on Mark's head, he then pays commoners to place them around, he would travel every where he is able to reach with haste still active doing so swiftly* I hear by place a bounty of 20,000 gold for Mark alive brought to me, you may beat him sense less before hand but if you kill him then you for fit 10,000 gold, bring him to the Cross roads too the Academy. *Signed Weave Master Nefzen*

" I am no Banite, I am Weave master Nefzen lord of Shadow and I am Serious Mark, you will face me like a man and answer for going after a member of my Brotherhood."

Mark would laugh at that "Brotherhood of Shadows? Thanks for the information, now I know who are all my enemies, I am not going after a member of your pathetic Brotherhood, I am after you whole organization and I will burn it to the ground... Tip for newbies like you, I never fight fair"
Mark would then throw a flash bomb to the ground, blinding everyone around and dissapearing while its effects still last.

Mark allows the people to rip off the posters, even helps them do so.

"Did not mention anything of the Brotherhood of Shadow's. You lack common sense fool."

((Not sure if the last few posts were on the board or a face to face chat, but if they're on the boards then the following happens, if not then ignore it.))

A dark figure would look at the "Weave master Nefzen lord of Shadow" claim and chuckle coldly to himself.

"I never knew I had impersonators that would use my titles..."

*After Mark once again find Gran in the Cross Roads speaking with Zaburra he comes forth invisible, Gran has persistent blind site on and his listen check would be able to notice him he turns and laughs at Mark*

"Wonderful you just brought your self right too me."

*Mark would then throw a few more flask of poisons that weaken Gran, Gran takes the hit but then enters the plane of shadow's stalking Mark, Mark would swing his blade about as Gran swiftly regains his strength placing more wards and popping out and casting a few spells, they go back and forth for five or so minute until Gran shape shift's into his shadow form and from behind he would rip out his beating heart, Gran lifts his corpse and throws it into the Lake*

*Say's in a deep dark voice*

"You are a fool too think you could defeat someone so powerful."

((It could be Asuraking just would have too rp it out face to face, send me a pm if you like to do so))

Mark would float away and when he reaches the House of Redemption he steps out of the water with a serious injury in his chest, he coughs violently a bit of blood and emits something close to a laughter "That scroll just saved my bloody life... Lucky me..." he then would at his own chest and sigh "He almost rips my freaking heart out, what a beast, but this false life dung sure does a good job"

*Crypto is busy barking orders at workers and unenthusiastically hauling floor tiles and wall beams to and fro and would welcome any chance to break from the toils of the long build session, when Mark emerges from the river wounded*

Ah... Mister Mark was it?  *Humorous light smile*

You look like the river falls have done a number on you.  I really should put up a warning sign about swimming up river from them.  Please come and rest your legs and dry by our fire.  I'll whip up a fresh batch of hot herbal tea and brandy.

*grins more but maintains polite composure*

So what really happened?

Mark would cough some more and shake his head limping away while going through his medical supplies.
"Not enough trust yet... And it's just Mark..."

Mark then throws some kind of bad to the ground making himself invisible.