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Like every evening the Rusty Anchor is full to bursting, men sit and shout and drink. Three fisherman throw dice at a table directly below the black board and after the fourth round of dark ale the oldes of them points to the Wanted poster haning there for long days now "I wonder what happend to this one, do you think they got him?" another fisherman looks over and snorts "They never get them, you should know best... what is it?" the first man drops the dice and stares at the board. The place of the poster is empty now. "What... where... did you see who took it?" No one has. One after another all the posters vanish from the black boards...