The Piqued Salamander's Final Notice

Citizens of Stormwind!

The goal original put in place by the fire that burns within you all has finally been completed.
The Salamander is needed no longer.
Regardless of your opinion on the Salamander, the Ministers and Regiment have become aware there is a problem and people aren't happy. The apparent threat of violence seemed to bolster a sense of unity and justice within them to take down a common enemy.

I commend Elias for his efforts. He is the champion this campaign sought to raise.
Through organised chaos a villain was created. Eg, The Piqued Salamander.
As stated from the start, the Salamander is merely an idea, a concept and a ghost.
The people united together to fight the same cause and for once justice was on their side.
During this week's council apparently there was an air of disappointment that there was no violence or "action."
In a way this was a good thing. It means that the consensus was willing to fight for their city.

In the first noticed, we discussed that:
"You the people have great power within your numbers. It is untapped potential but it's there."
This still rings true and you have all proven it.

Thank you Stormwind for being a part of this social experiment.
Whether or not you were a willing participant matters not.
The majority were receptive and opened their eyes to the fact that there was a problem within our society,
involving the ministers and keepers of law.

If YOU believe there is a problem with our society or ministry please attend the meeting on Thursday behind the Cathedral.

This is the final message of the Piqued Salamander.
Do not try and hunt us, our flames will still watch.
But the embers remain passive.
For a glorious capitol.
For a glorious Alliance.

Feel the flames, they will guide you.
- The Piqued Salamander

Thor walks towards the Bridgelancers HQ once again when he notice the poster hanging on a poster, he has to almost sitt down to read it because of it hanging on kids hight. Reading it quickly over he starts chuckeling slightly before saying something on Darnassian, smiling brightly as he continues walking to his dare Bridge.

Eldoraz eyes over the poster as he stops in the street, lifting up his cigar and stubbing it into the centre of the poster before throwing it away with a snort, walking away without a word.