A Bounty Hunt (a public-announcement poem by Sylvance DeFleur)

Hear ye!

It seems that some amongst us find it comforting,
To seek a lone Siren, mark her as a victim.
How strange that, whilst much nobleness remains
In shadow, still some care nought of their name.
And so, I present a one-question quiz:
Are any as low and base as Tascha is?
Whilst I was stood in thought, truly minding my own,
She snuck on me, and stole my writing tome,
And a poem written by one I hold dear:
So now she's open PK. Let her fear
Each shadow, each embrace for seven months hence.
Let her life be one of shivering suspense...

"Wait, she is Infamous" I hear all say.
Ah, yes, the girl is Open PK anyway...
Perhaps her death(s) will be much swifter got
If I add something rich, to sweeten the pot....
On my name, my blade, mine Inspiration I pledge
A Credit to each that bring me Tascha's head
Within the seven months that follow legit.
My dear, I truly I hope that thou found it worth it.


Go with Song and Beauty, Sapience, and Happy Hunting!

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Ero, in the year 379 AF.