Grim Views

A shambling, fetid corpse stands before the Grim hall. His arms waving in the air as he gurgled. His bottom jaw removed.

A note slung around his neck.

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The Grim,

Your name has spread far and wide and has caught my interest with one word ringing most true.

Annihilation.

Nothing warms my the cold in my chest at the meaning behind this word when it brought to the Alliance.

I offer my sword for this purpose and seek entry amongst your ranks, should you deem it fit.


Gallid

Filora was on her way out when she saw the corpse. Her nose wrinkled as she drew close enough to read the note, holding her nose to do so.

"Sounds like he'll fit right in," she muttered, and left it for an Inquisitor to find.

Ruuki had to stop and stare at the corpse standing there before the guild hall. It had been raining something fierce lately, which only added to the horrid stench coming from the creature. She grumbled about the guards not having at least taken the note off and sent the creature away as she tried to remove said note. It, however, was stuck to the decaying skin thanks to the rain and the corpse's natural decomposition, and she held in a gag as some skin and rotting flesh peeled away with the damp parchment. She was quick to read the note, trying not to inhale through her nose, then simply slapped the note back onto the corpse and headed inside to pen a reply.

"Gallid,

Show yourself at this Monday evening's gathering at 8:30 by the Goblin clock. Either I or one of the other Inquisitors will inform you of the location.

Don't be late.

-Inquisitor Ruuki"