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Atramor chuckled as his chicken had fun with the blue thingy, and then went to go peck up some more corn to calm herself down. He glanced up at the Quest board, and did a double take, realizing something new was on. On examination, it was revealed to be yet another Bonaparte quest....yay, another few days of anxiety about having to hunt down his own former kind. Still, he needed a Quest, and it would still be nice to put down old ways. So, with his name under Quest #18, he returned to the bar yet again.

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"Well there Althior, you back up to full health again? Hey, I've been meanin' to ask you, what's it take to trap ones senses in a bottle?"

"Well, it's a matter of skill, security, and booold caution! It takes serious planning, mage skills, a special bottle and a child's mind as well! It's easier to explain when I'm drunk. :wink: "

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Even though Alf was not level 10, he wrote his name on the new quest, as per its order said "preferably level 10 or above".

Quest #18: The Storm

Quest Master: JimButcher

Assignment: "Two notorious criminals have escaped the clutches of the Bonapartes by sea, and we don’t have the resources to pursue them further. We believe them to be headed East on the Crystalline Sea, towards the Fang Coast. We need a balanced team of six heroes to track them down, by whatever means necessary. Wanted dead or alive." ~ Phillip Bonaparte

Party Requirements: "A balanced team of six, members preferably level 10 or above.

Reward: 1,000 gold to share as well as improved reputation among the Bonapartes.

Sign-ups close on Thursday the 15th of December.

Alf has signed up for Quest #18: The Storm

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IC: De'kra sits in silence as his allies depart for their quests. The shade is left alone with his thoughts, his mind drifting towards the Quest 4. The mistakes he made, the innocents lost and cut down by confusion. A war now struck the north, and it was all the fault of the heroes eight.

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IC: De'kra sits in silence as his allies depart for their quests. The shade is left alone with his thoughts, his mind drifting towards the Quest 4. The mistakes he made, the innocents lost and cut down by confusion. A war now struck the north, and it was all the fault of the heroes eight.

"But I am still here, friend. It wasn't our fault, they fooled us all."

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IC: De'kra clicked, "Heroes and I should have known, I should have known. Many tricks and lies back home, why would I think to trust employers? Have I learn nothing from the guardian heroes? I no know you past ranger, but what I remember scream at me not to believe anything at face value. Not employers, not other heroes, not anyone. I should have know not to trust Shadeaux, I betray enough to learn it. And now many will suffer in a war, one that no one here care about."

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"Another new Quest on the Board, eh? I'm feeling better and better about missing the two Quests that left just before I returned." says Arasmyth, signing up for Quest 19.

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Althior and Finnegan stride past the questboard and see a new quest posted.

"Seems good to me!"

"But what about the bottom?"

"What about the bottom?"

"See for yourself."

He reads it over several times before signing his name down for Quest 19.

"I see your point Finnegan, what kind of name is Phil for a Barbarian?"

":facepalm:"

As they leave for the inn, Althior stops.

"Wait!"

"What is it?"

"This Wand makes a perfect back-scratcher!"

":wall: :wall: :wall:"

"Easy Finnegan! That's a very expensive bottle you got there!"

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In seeing the new quest posted, Alf writes his name on the sign up sheet:

Quest #19: Let's Start a Riot

Quest Master: Zepher

Assignment: "We have tracked down Lady Wren since we last met in the Arena, and we need your help! She has enslaved a village and they are "creating" chaos each day. It has become a Chaos factory. We must travel to the village, meet with different rebel groups, unify them, and then stop Wren. Failure is not an option. You know her evil. She must be stopped." ~ Felton & Hans

Party Requirements: A team of six is required. Teamwork will be important. Likewise, diplomacy and sneaking will be required, so Rouges and Knights will be needed. All above level five would be preferred. If any of our friends from the Arena would like to join us, we would much appreciate your help.

Reward: Satisfaction of saving a people. The Rebels are poor.

Sign-ups close on Saturday the 3rd of December.

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"Oh well, It can't be that bad, I mean I should find something to do for my living at least."

This was what Isabella thinking when she entered the hall. She was kinda anxious but hardest part was to enter for her. She never really been a person of talking, unless she really needs to, and also she never really been a person of working. This is what makes her ending up here, everyone needs a start from somewhere.

From her childhood she has the gift, to some which is kinda annoying but still, she's sneaky as shadows and cunning as a trickster. Thus, she didn't really have many friends throughout her entire life until then, not that she'll find any in here tho, just companions in her journeys.

"This place is really, hmmm, interesting. All kinds of "adventurers" in here it seems. Let's see where shall I start the action or find someone to learn about how the things work here. A ha, there's a board there, it looks quite crowded around it, I'll just check it."

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Isabella del Toboso, Rogue Level 1

Human Female - 23 years old

Power:4 Health: 7/7 Gold: 10

Inventory: Golden Dagger (WP:3), a Vial of Venom, Potion

(I hope everything is correct, if not please feel free to poke me.)

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(I hope everything is correct, if not please feel free to poke me.)

(As long as your stats are in your signature. I also think you start with a Potion. :thumbup: )

Atramor glanced over a newcomer to the hall, clearly a rogue like himself. He nodded to her, and passed yet another one on his way to the Quest Board. Dang. So much sneakiness...nobody's pocket was safe it seemed, he though, with a chuckle.

He scanned the newest in a long line of Quests. Asking for Rogues, but giving no reward? Shameful, but...well, it's not gold was that important anymore....he hastily scribbled his name under Quest 19.

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She answered her colleague's nod in the same way and changed her attention to the board.

"Hmm, someone needs some defending to do appearently, oh well, I don't think I could choose what to do for now at least, want to get used to the place as fast as I can. And after all those years, I think it is about time for me to get into some real action. I'll just write down my name there."

Signing up for the Quest #17: The Lion's Share.

"Now it is time to sit down and do some observation around. We can also call it eavesdropping but people don't like it when it's called that way." she giggles and keep looking around.

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Tarn made his way back into the Hall, feeling hungry from his journey to Eubric from his village in the mountains of Titaan. His stay at Rystael's monastary had revitalised him after his two quests, and they had talked long into the night about the decisions he had made during those quests. He believed himself a just and fair warrior, and Rystael had confirmed this, with a glint in his eye and a smile on his face. "You are becoming the hero I always knew you could be," said the old man. "It warms my heart to see you, my boy, but your place is no longer here with me, but out there."

He went up to the Questboard and was pleased to see there were 3 open Quests. He put his name down for all of them, as each one seemed important and another way for him to right more wrongdoing in the world.

Tarn signs up for:

Quest #17: The Lion's Share

Quest #18: The Storm

Quest #19: Let's Start a Riot

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Atramor chuckled at the newest Rogue in the hall, and then, again, nodded in greeting, this time to Tarn, who seemed to have returned from his sojourn to his monastary.

"Hello, my friend. How went your mission?"

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Tarn greeted Atramor warmly, giving his former party leader a firm warriors handshake.

"Hail, Atramor. My mission to my home village went well. I have meditated on the events of the two quests with my master, and know that we all acted most honourably during them. Even you, my friend! How are things in Eubric?"

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Tarn greeted Atramor warmly, giving his former party leader a firm warriors handshake

"Hail, Atramor. My mission to my home village went well. I have meditated on the events of the two quests with my master, and know that we all acted most honourably during them. Even you, my friend! How are things in Eubric?"

Atramor returned the handshake, chuckling, somewhat embarassed at his description of actions as 'honorable'.

"I suppose so. Ah, the hall's nearly completely empty, except for a few. Their loss, 3 more quests are opened up, which I see you've signed up for," he evaluated, with a nod at his signatures. "Let's hope we get on another, eh?"

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"I would welcome another Quest with you, my friend. Mainly to keep an eye on you to make sure you do not fall into old habits!" Tarn smiles and brings the Rogue a drink. McCafferey clucks nearby, and Tarn grins, "How is the magic chicken here?", remembering that he'd called her a magic chicken to help calm Julian's fears.

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Althior and Finnegan come back into the hall. Althior was a bit drunk from an orc drink.

"I'm telling you! It makes a perfect back-scratcher!"

"I'd rather not know."

"But-"

"La la la! I'm not listening!"

He then sees his former party leader, Tarn.

"Tarn!" He calls to his old friend, as he takes a seat.

":distressed:"

"What is it?"

"de- de-"

"Spit it out!"

"DEVIL CHICKEN!!!!!"

Much to Althior's dislike, the Rogue is there.

"How's it been, my friend?" he says as he makes himself comfortable. "Don't mind Finnegan, he has some terrible back-story about poultry."

"Meep. :cry_sad:"

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"Amorith, how are you doing?" Tarn exclaimed, pleased to see his friend.

"My, we are full of in-jokes this evening, aren't we?"

"Amorith, who's that?" :tongue: "I've recently returned from helping the Hinckwells once again. Killed this megablocking orc named Groff. A good trip, but there were some complications. How about you? Helping the Guild of Invision I heard."

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