I observed the fellow carrying a heap of ore, slowly lifting and setting until it was in the right place by the forge. Surely these were stolen goods I thought to myself as I slid it from out of his view when he paused to check the forges tempurature.
He seemed puzzled as to what happened,
The evidence was too heavy to lift, I called in for backup and we safely gated the resource to our evidence locker.
Upon return, I noticed something was aloof. The area was plagued by dangerous beasts. It appeared to be an attempted grief! But who would do such a thing? Wrangling this many creatures is far to big a task for one scalliwag.
Out of a gleaming blue portal, none other than Deus Atamada (his alt FERRARI-F-FIFTY) appeared. This notorious scammer(PrivateDetective1) brought with him his team of trusty goons, and together they corralled the animals into a pen type formation.
That's when the danger escalated! I was revealed, it was time to turn tail and retreat.
I fled to the north woods, when I discovered Deus and the whole gang in the surrounding broke-down shanty-town. They made abode in a small patio house, I needed to further investigate, but the doors were locked tight. They fumbled around in the house a bit and the door swung open. FERRARI-F-FIFTY rushed out as if he has something urgent to attend to. I crept in and let the door close shut quietly behind me.
Everyone inside seemed preoccupied. I riffled around and came across more stolen contraband. How long has he been stealing the mountainous resources from across the way? I gathered what I could, as well as some neatly-packed gems, regs, and magic fencing weapons, packed them away and went for the door.
A house deed on the floor caught my eye! I attempted to secure it, but it seemed to be bolted to the floor (locked down). I clicked it out of curiousity, it was no house deed! It was none other than THE famous "generic" deed, scraps from the scammers last attempt! I seized what I could carry from the vast fishstick pile on the floor by the door on my way out. I could only carry what was important, re-entrance would be tough.
Safely away I looked through the materials, Hundreds of colored ingots valued at 5 to 40 gold pieces each, this was a huge heist, this illegal blood money must be drove from the corrupt hillside!
When safely back at the station I tipped off a rival gang of their whereabouts. I have a feeling that mYm(formerly -F-) was in debt to the Terror Guard as they seemed more than willing to show up and take care of any crime that I missed. What happened after that I do not know. I cannot even say for certain that they showed up.
