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Furess
Aug 7, 2009 9:31:03 GMT -5
Post by Toad-Killer-Dog on Aug 7, 2009 9:31:03 GMT -5
Fondly patting his mule Thurgood follows Bjorn into the village, trying his best to present an air of mystery and mystical menace.
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Furess
Aug 7, 2009 14:26:14 GMT -5
Post by ragnorakk on Aug 7, 2009 14:26:14 GMT -5
At this early hour, there are no guards at the gate, and it is easily opened. The smell of food and the sound of voices draws you toward Klathor's tavern, where you see about a dozen men, laborers with packs and mining accoutre nearby. They're eating and waking, and talking among themselves, and with another - a dwarf that looks like their boss, who is walking among them, looking at their gear, periodically taking a bite from one of the handful of sausages he carries.
As you come to them, several of the laborers look up at you and then continue eating and talking to each other. Just as you notice a man perched on a wheeled cart near the entrance of Klathor's, your doxey brays and the dwarven boss hails you.
Ho! Fresh as the morning dew! Welcome to Baxan, travellers! Have you come seeking employment? The meals are free and nourishing - and that cart could be of use...
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Furess
Aug 7, 2009 21:54:53 GMT -5
Post by Toad-Killer-Dog on Aug 7, 2009 21:54:53 GMT -5
"Hail and well met good sir!" ;D
"I am Thurgood Bywater, Wizard, adventurer and seeker after truth.
"These fine worthies are my companions" ( Saying this Thurgood bow towards the others and motions them to introduce themselves )
"We have indeed journeyed here to seek employ"
"Word has spread through the countryside that a rampaging infestation of gnomes plagues this fair hamlet"
"Our hearty band would offer up our skills, our fighting arms and our mystical might to rectify this heinous malfeasance"
"If it is possible may we know more of the nature of these troubles and how we might be of service?"
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danhem
5th Level Troll
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Furess
Aug 8, 2009 11:19:32 GMT -5
Post by danhem on Aug 8, 2009 11:19:32 GMT -5
"I am Bjorn Wolffe, a warrior from distant lands. We have heard that Lord Ryell is seeking mercenaries to eliminate the gnome threat from these hills. I offer my blades and skill to your village to this end."
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