A thin, woodblock-printed parchment ripples in the imagined wind, only held in place by a single steel nail. Of course, the nail was affixed to nothing but empty space...

100,000 gold pieces for the capture,

Dead or Alive.

Peyote, “The Dragonbite Viper.”

A woodblock copy of an illustration of a youthful sandwing, seeming joyful, perhaps copied from a larger photo?

Contact the Sandwing Kingdom Guard at any post for information.

“100,000 gold pieces. That is enough to live a lavish life. Or, 1,000 consecutive lavish lives back then...” The otherworldly talon plucks the nail and cradles the parchment gently. “You know... I have taken great interest in this case in particular. A simple sandwich child, somehow ending up on the front of a national witch hunt. What self respecting kingdom would allow such a thing? Surely not mine...” With a wave of his obsidian talon, the full image is revealed. A family depiction. 3 sandwings. A daughter and two parents. They seem content, the daughter jubilant. “Peyote, as she is named. Once an upbeat soul... until she was wrongly accused of thievery, by a corrupt system...” The otherworldly talon places the poster back into the empty air. “Did you know she was scarred for life? Physically, mostly, though I have no doubt there remains foul memories. Throat muscles damaged, an inability of breathing fire, and a permanent high pitched cadence. However, I give merit to her resilience. I sense the deep aspirations she holds behind that squeaky visage. She still retains the soul of a hopeful, lost child...”

(Neutral, hostile, friendly, old, and blank scenarios available)