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Gustab. I've got something to ask of you. I've come into the possession of quite the stash of valuables. Don't ask how - modestly prevents me fro trumpeting the heroic deeds I performed in the fight for our beloved fatherland. At any rate there's so damned much of it that there's no way in any hell I'll carry it back on my own, so I've put everything in a chest and buried it on the veach, at the base of the cliff with the two burned-out huts on it. You know, we'd go crayfish hunting there, remember?

So here's what you've got to do: grab a wheelbarrow, throw a shovel in it and take it to the beach - but make sure no one sees you. We'll load the treasure and sell it all in Vizima - and split the earninsgs fifty-fifty, like family should.

See you later. And remember - not a word to anyone!

Location: Amavet fortress Persons taking part: Sir Ignatius Verrieres, Bart., the bailiff Andreas Blume, Sir Ignatius' underlings: Carmy, Gardy and Bellsy. Suspect: Kolgrim, witcher of the Viper School.

The witcher Kolgrim stands accused of kidnapping Vitty, son of Paul, a beekeeper residing in White Orchard. Suspect was detained pending trial. Upon detention he was searched and a diagram for the forging of a steel sword was found on his person. It is suspected this sword was used to intimidate or possibly kill the kidnapped child. It is likewise sispected that the accused posses other such diagrams for the forging of death-dealing implements, though none have been found to date. Sir Ignayius has requented the witcher undego preliminary interrogation with the application of torture. This will take place once a torturer with the proper qualifications has been found.

Good folk,

I know there's a war on and every man's got trouble enough of his own, but perhaaps there's one of you who can help a father in need.

You all surely know the well in the ruined village, and the devil that guards it with a jealous fury - and if you don't know, well, come ask and I'll tell you all about it.

Whoever drives that monster away from the well will get a fat purse full of gold. Just don't tarry, for it's an urgent matter.

Bastien, my brother, went off to fight the Black Ones. I've reason to think he stood in the great battle nearby. He's not returned to this day. Like many others, you'll say, and you'll be in the right. But if he fell, and I know it's like he did, I'd give him up to the ground at least, like our fathers have done always. I'd bury him 'neath the barrow where our parents lie, not leave his corpse to be ate by the corpsers prowling the battleground.

So I seek a man brave, able with a sword, and willing to venture with me to find bastien. I won't pay much, for I've not much to give, but I'm not stingy with gratitude and sure to show it aplenty.

Any man willing to help - look for a razed hut along the road to White Orchard, just near the bridge. I've made camp there.

That foolish flatulence fluffer Bruce has tried to cheat us again. But he won't get away with it this time! Take a pickaxe and a shovel and pay our dearly departed boss a visit. Her kitty face was hideous to look at even when she was alive, so the very thought of looking at it now she's dead gives me the bloody runs. Take the jewels, pearls and other valuables bum-nibbling Bruce tossed into her grave. Oh, and if you see the milksop hanging around in the cemetery, break his neck.

Robin

Mates,

Way things are now, ain't a snowball's chance in summer we're gonna move the goods at a decent price. Too many finks, too few buyers. We gotta hide it and wait for better times to come, assuming they ever do.

I know what you're thinking. That I'm trying to fuck you ober. That I'll hoof it along with the treasure. Not that I hold that against you - don't trust you one whit either. So in order for us all to sleep soundly, let's do the following.

We'll hide the loot at my place - behind a door with three locks, which, as you geniuses surely guessed, can only be opened with three keys, one held by each of us. That way we'll be sure no one'll plough the others and we'll split the gold evenly once it's all blown over. Deal?