Attention: All friends of the Alliance

[Kaleigh Shadowrain]

WANTED:

Cathel


Cathel, in his former life was a priest devoted to the light. However, after witnessing the murder of his family, lost all sense of sanity and decency. With revenge as his soul purpose, he mastered the arts of shadow, and became consumed by its power, thus murdering all those who stood in his way to achieve his goal. Now, Cathel reanimated by Banshee Queen in Undercity, has taken refuge with the forsaken. His desire for revenge even greater then it was during his life.
He is wanted for the crimes committed both in life and in undeath. Most recent events were a series of attacks and murders he had conducted upon South Shore, Astranaar, Forest Song and Duskwood.
Cathel is as ruthless as he is cold, and his lust for innocent blood in hopes of revenge must be stopped. Alliance be warned he is extremely dangerous. He was last seen in Silverpine Forest, find him and slay him.

REWARD: 20 gold

[Asen]

The wind was cold and was whispering strange and old words to Asen. He was resting outside the Inn, as he was kicked out of it for trying to flirt with the owner's daughter. "Bad luck", he kept on muttering to himself.

Boredom invaded his mind, he could not go inside the Inn for his books, and he sold his big mace to buy some food. He could not go and try to kill some critters just for fun, no.

"Bad luck!"

As he was preparing himself to wander around and return later for his things, a large croud formed near a wall where a young recruit from The Guard had posted some announcements. Everyone there had fierce eyes, beautiful armors and dressings. The crowd often gasped as they read the paper. Asen decided to have a quick look.

He pushed his was through the people in front of the paper with relative ease. The announcement was a bounty on someone's head.

"Nice!" Asen thought. "A puny undead shadow priest? Please, this is far too easy!" Asen smiled with his half-drunken face when he reached the 'reward' part. Twenty gold coins! It was his opportunity.

He was about to rise his right arm and shout his battle shouts, which were nothing more than nonsense, when he remembered that he sold his weapon and that he was broke. His half-sober face now was angry, his eyes in fire, and he decided that he had to do some vandalism to feel better. He rushed to the mail-box and destroyed it with his fists. Everyone was looking at him with strange faces.

From the crowd a big Draenei emerged. "A paladin, just what I need now. Is there any problem with-..." He could not stop his thoughts when the Draenei, with one of his stocky legs, kicked him hard.

- Who do you think you are, Hu-man? Do you believe it is right to destroy the mailbox everyone uses? -

Asen did not want to waste a bad line with that guy. His hand quickly searched between the ruined pieces of metal of the mailbox to find something to hit the Paladin with.

When he found something to hit the paladin back, his bleeding hand was unable to hold it strongly and Asen just threw the Draenei his improvised weapon. Fortunately for him, the thing he threw was a short-sword that somebody had sent to that mailbox. The Draenei paladin evaded the sword.

- I will not waste my maul on you, Hu-Man. The Light will know what to do with you when you die - The Draenei said, and he vanished from Asen's sight.

Asen did not care about what the Faith-Man said. He recovered the short-sword and found a shield, too, with a note attached to it.

"Asen,

This will help you when you are out of Ashford Abbey,

May The Midnight Sun Shine in you,

Marthamer Ahnenerbe

*"

His buddy Marthamer had sent him that sword and shield long ago, when he was a young lad in Ashford. Now, that rusty short sword and that small wooden shield would help him to defeat Cathel and win some money.

"Hmm... I will need some help here..."

(( New poster can say where Asen is and can join him. It is my frist time writing actual RP so, forgive me if I am a n00b ))