Heed the Shadows..

Jeremias looks over the poster and gathers his assistants to remove them as quickly as possible.

*Iriel's attention fixes to a poster after a read she shakes her head chuckling * Well that's the most childish....*sighs heavily taking the poster , a spark of arcane seems to destroy the page turning into ashes* how would this go then ... Arcane beats you?

*Continues the patrol in search for more posters to pull down*

*Pierre hums happily through the streets of Stormwind, past one point where a poster should be... but is already removed by the people above and so he continues his walk, humming happily through the streets of Stormwind.*

*wanders past the many inns on her regular travels between the cathedral and the command center.. one of the leaflets not secured properly wafts into her face.. she mutters grabbing it to read.. an eye brow perking she grumbles to herself remembering her conversation with two plucky gnomes many months back.. she sighs and begins folding the paper into that of a litle swan and drops it into the canal watching it float off as she continues on her journy*

Unaethralas, through a series of spells encantations and potions peers back in time to before the posters where removed to read one..

"Amazing, I wonder if they came to this conclusion without any help! Now, what was I doing here..."

siegmund wrote:*Siegmund wipes his sweat off his forehead, looking above as the sun sets and the shadows of the nearby houses grow in lenght and one could say consume him.
Walking on, he looks down at the light of the sun creating his own shadow speaking when he does, moving when he does, the only thing that always embraces the ground beneath him, almost always following him around.

The beautiful evening sunset couldn't be complete without shadows he thought. Even though the sunlight and shadows are opposites. As he crossed a bridge the sun fully set he almost triped seeing nothing but shadows! Thanfully onwards lampposts shone brightly, though for a moment the light of them blinded him. For a moment he did a few shadow puppets using the two opposites before going onwards once again while the shadows seeking were still seeking to engulf the city in darkness*

*Walks by a poster still on it's spot, taking a glance and smirks*

((I Luv you.))

Thor walks silently trough the night wearing robes, hood and spear, as he walks between two buildings he notice hundreds of posters hanging around, most of them are unreadable due to the ink being to faded away.
As Thor continues walking he keeps his eyes peeled on the walls, looking for anything interesting, he stops walking when his eyes glances over the words shadow, he quickly rips down the poster with his left hand and raises his right hand and start whispering to himself, slowly his hand would start glowing to create light.

As Thor glances over the papers in the dark night he slowly smiles to himself before hanging the poster back again, continuing to walk like nothing had happened.