"Do you have a problem with it?"
"Can I?"
Thard - Harl rolled the paper and tucked it into his belt. Raising his brows he enunciated:
"Of course. I give the liberality for anyone to speak as far as they are willing and able to accept the consequences of their speech."
A cracking sound came from his fist.
"C'mon! How can you be so petty?! This is unfair. You are going to bring me into a strange community one I have no plans of becoming a part of. It is not like I asked to be a player?"
Thard - Harl tilted his head left and right wrenching out another cracking sound.
Raith's gaping mouth made no sound. He swallowed his spit and just closed it. Nor did he think anything from this point.
"So what are we doing?"
The asura smiled widely and brought out the paper again. He rolled it open and began reading out the details.
"Shèpe Farngs. A three times offender. The bounty on him is 4,000 cowel coins."
