A Request for Crop Dusting

[Suede]

Unique Opportunity to Earn Good Gold

Clear a local farmland of a minor nuisance
Use of explosives smiled upon

Severe property damage prefered
Discretion of contract once signed demanded

Those concerned for life should seek employment elsewhere

Inquiries can be made at the Broken Dagger

Vet
The Black Market

This posting would be found at many of the regular haunts of ill repute within Myrken and the surrounding provinces. The parchment was fresh, and the inking indiscript. Anyone involved in the more organized parts of Myrken Wood crime would find the offer without issue, and likely pass it along to anyone that seemed an acceptable interest.

[Rattrap]

It was quite a ways from Myrken Wood that this notice had found this particular interest; off to the west, in fact, in that expanse of Amasnyia. The notice was posted fairly high, so it wasn't hard to find...

"Well, would ya talk a look at this?" The voice was gruff, somewhat akin to a Dwarf's - few would think to make that comparison for the simple fact that the voice was two or three octaves higher.

"What did you find?" The second voice was considerably more melodic, but still humorishly high.

"Someone's tryin' to be discreet about blowin' things up!" the first voice said with a chuckle.

"A job for us?"

"Looks like it! Go find Stone and tell him to get the zeppelin ready. Better find Shout, too, before he gets into any more trouble...tell him to start brewing the big stuff. We're headin' back to Myrken Wood."

The two green individuals stand beneath the notice, heads craned up with their rediculous ears drooping back. The larger Goblin chuckled again, throwing his companion a rough pat before they parted ways.

The Ugly Squad was coming back.