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[Balbanes [Banned]]

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Balbanes sat as his desk, his gloved hand writing furiously, as he dipped his quill into the jar of blood...that he wrote with.

Dear Arlin,


I believe we once spoke briefly in Sanctus, and ended the conversation rather well...out of sight of the...ignorant Sanctus commonfolk. I am writing you because I may have a task for you to perform, one that of course, pays well. I want you to befriend David,
the self proclaimed. "Angelic Paladine"

"Hmph." Balbanes muttered, as he continued writing hastily.

He is both a traitor to Azeroth and a dirty rat who seeks to expose future plans of Azeroth. Some "lightbringer" using deceit to get his way...
Nevertheless, I care little for his hypocracy, I wish for him to no longer draw breath. Do whatever you have to, but I want him hand delivered to Beoulvendine Keep. I will pay you well, but I advise you make haste in writing me back to discuss the details of such.

Sincerely,
Balbanes Beoulve
The Lord of Azeroth

[Arlin]

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*sloopily written reply delivered to Balbanes*

David be dead, his blood be coverin' the floor a the Hostel. I couldn't be takin his body out, since thar be a number a sentries surroundin' the Hostel.

Indeed, even as I done was talkin' ta him, attemptin to slip him me poisen, a Sanctus Knight entered, warnin the fool that the "Black Crow's" captain was out ta git him.

I be expectin' payment soon, mah tab be gittin pretty high.

-Arlin
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