The Afficionado's Conundrum
With wine in one hand and a woman on the other Frau waltzed into his library for a repose. He was a blur of action as the divan seemed to rush to meet them. Sipping from the liqueur he paused as he surveyed his surroundings.

Something seemed to be amiss. Something was missing. Everything here appeared to be dull and boring. He needed something new.

Something unheard of. Exotic. Glamorous. Outlandish. Alluring. Avant Garde!

And it dawned on him. A new continent had been reclaimed. It went by many names, Shaduwar, Harmonin. A place of danger and exigency. He yearned to learn more of this strange land's nature, he would have ran off to see it for himself had his responsibilities not kept him where he was.

But he needed to know.

A glimpse. That was what he needed.

Gathering his men he sent out a proclamation to all corners of known Roika.

Artists, writers, poets, painters, impressionists, bards. He called out to them.

Show me a flash of this region of danger. Where few men dare to tread, where beings unheard of lurk at every corner.

Show me and I shall reward you.

With this said Frau left to wait.

Addendum:

Alerted by those knaves who moved around with signatures larger than billboards Frau offered a reward for those who could create signatures for signature offenders.


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