You heard the demand, The Lawn.

[ForgetTheUnknown]

A small crater would form in front of a particular Farmhouse, most publicly known as 'The Lawn'. It seemed a big clash had happened there. Patches of ice and snow was left behind, the rooftops were damaged if only slightly, the door looked as if a burglar had tried to bust it down. What resulted from this mess? Jaherr beaten to a pulp, Gardenia threatened, Aedin Tanis forced to acknowledge the threats, Maria Mallibu succumbing to a terrible case of a brain freeze...

"You heard Natlan. Fifty Thousand to be paid annually. OR else..."  -

A single warning was given to the owners of 'The Lawn'. 

However? Those of Gloomlight will not be immune, and instead, be force fed the wrath of Winterfrost.

[Urchin]

"Dear Whoever You Are,

Touch my lawn and I'll personally sail back to Meranthe to put you upside down.

Kindest Regards,
Narcissus, Founder and Former Proprietor of the Lawn."

[ForgetTheUnknown]

"Dear Whoever You Are,

Touch my lawn and I'll personally sail back to Meranthe to put you upside down.

Kindest Regards,
Narcissus, Founder and Former Proprietor of the Lawn."

"Speak to those of Doth'Ral, not the slave."

- Winterfrost.

"Money, or vandalism."

[Lammy]

A battle was fought in the west, just above the settlement, Serenity, with the owner and the slave. The owner, crossed, gave a simple instruction. Fight, and you will live, but if I capture you, you die.

And as any one with freedom did, he fought, but the hands of the master seized him. All that remains of the slave, Winterfrost, was a small bag with squished parts due to gravity magic. The bones and sinew dislocated, muscles loose of blood. The only thing noteworthy was the silver hair of the Winter Mutant.

May this be a sign for those that dare to speak on the dealings of Doth'ral so keenly. For a slave is not above a master. And they do not have the rights to talk when it is not demanded.