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[bowsbeforehoes]

[The video on on a piece of paper, specifically: a wanted poster. It has a crude drawing of a man on it, exclaiming WANTED: the CAPTURE or DEATH of CLINTON BARTON better known as HAWK OF THE WOOD for THIEVERY and TREASON. REWARD: [some obscene amount of money and or candy].

Off screen, a man chuckles, and suddenly an arrow is shot through the parchment, dead center. A few moments later, the parchment is pulled from the tree , crumpled up, the arrow removed just moments later. The camera is jostled, and then turned onto Clint.]

Borrowing to feed those who have nothing is treason now? Such bold words from such a young queen. Should I had known that I was worth this much I would have turned myself in to receive such a reward!

Know this, should those without continue to starve, those who have will continue to be borrowed from. This includes the wonderful gold coins that were just borrowed from the Queen's treasury.

[He makes a sweeping bow.] Your donation is much appreciated, Your Majesty.

[The feed ends, and should someone want to try and stop/help/say hello, he'll be found near the edge of the forest!]

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[tookthename]

[Carol's wandering into the forest to search for this tower with the orange roof. She's seen the wanted posters and hearrd the stories, but honestly doesn't care. The man is doing good work (and the queen of this realm seems a little...off) so if he evades capture, good on him.

Still, he might know the forest better than some...]

I know you are here, Hawk. I seek not the bounty, but only your counsel regarding these woods.

[bowsbeforehoes]

[Where he's been nesting is anyone's guess, but he's swinging down from a tree behind her, landing with a soft thud on the ground below.]

Ah, the eternally beautiful Lady Carol. To what do I owe the pleasure?

[tookthename]

[She turns quickly, her hand going to the hilt of her sword as more of a reaction to someone suddenly appearing behind her than actual conscious thought.

She allows her hand to drop but does not relax her stance.]

I wish to know of any strange towers in these woods. Specifically any with orange roofs or trapped royalty.