"Hey Beln," Barzik asked, "What'd you think they'd do when they find out we're posting their crap all over the cities?" Beln smiled. "Kill us all, probably. I mean, they killed Berl, didn't they? Took'em a long while, too." It was a usual heated day in Ironforge. Barzik continued to nail posters on the walls all around the city as Beln assisted him by carrying the posters. Barzik finished nailing the poster on the wall and looked at Beln. "You sent some posters ta Rhemis 'n Vystrum, right?" Beln nodded. "Aye boyo. They're placin' these up like we are." WANTED: The Vorisswa