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[sjm9876]

5 figures sit around the table. Two drow, one with her blade in pride of place across her back and a look of alertness in her eyes as she nurses a strange drink, the other cloaked, playing with a pair of ornate dice upon the table, and taking gulps of ale from his tankard. A human, also cloaked, sits between them, firewhisky from the southern orc cities in hand, whilst to either side of the trio sit an elf and a mira, the elf wearing a face scarf and sipping water, and the mira contrasting her companions with a martini.
 Having left the drinks, the barman turns and places a sheaf of papers on the table.
 ‘You look new around here, so here’s the score. First round is on the captains guild, and in return I give you the run down for whatever jobs they want running. i get cash, they get workers, and you get drinks. Everyone’s happy.’
 He flips nonchalantly through the first few pages of paper.
 ‘Boring..... boring.....ah, here’s a couple. Captain of the Glory of Vardus is after a bit of pirate protection, sure he’ll tell you he’s all higher and mightier than you whilst he’s at it, but drop off is at whatever port he pulls into, doesn’t specify..... group of dwarves want guards for a shipment of cloth and the like for their mountainhomes. Apparently it’s for their king, so very important or summat...... Oh, and apparently one of the captains, a Cap’n Ross of the Voyager says here, is running some errands for the mad alchemist fellow out in the bay. Could get interesting. But anyways, welcome to the city of mists. Feel free to look around, just avoid the fish markets. Den of thieves in that crowd, not to mention the stink. Though it’s all part of the experience I s’pose. Anyway, I’ll be over the bar if you get the urge to pay for a drink, and stay outta’ trouble. My patrons, my justice I always say.’
 With that he winks at the group and walks off in the direction of a side door, the crowds closing behind him. the group sits in silence, waiting for one of them to speak first.....

Spoiler: Clair Sky (click to show/hide)

Mira Female
Savior - healer/fighter
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E 2
A 0
F 2
W 4
Charm
Healer
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Member of the Sun order.
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Gear
Light leather armour
Short sword

Spoiler: Ryxa Hunneld (click to show/hide)

Drow Female
Myrmidon - fighter
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E -2
A 4
F 6
W -2
Dark knowledge
Traitors
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Rank 67 of the 101 blades
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Gear
Light leather armour
Myrmidon blade

Spoiler: Kyle Johnson (click to show/hide)

Human Male
Thief
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E 2
A 4
F 1
W 2
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Gear
Black cloak

Spoiler: Rylash (click to show/hide)

Drow Male
Chaos Dancer - fighter(/offense)
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E 0
A 4
F 4
W -2
Dark knowledge
Traitors
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Gear
2 Dice
Traveler's’ cloak
Short sword

Spoiler: Selina Tano (click to show/hide)

Elvish Female
Midnight Healer - healer/fighter
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E -2
A 4
F 0
W 4
Nature Knowledge
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Gear
Facescarf

((Note: equipment shown here is only what's visible. more detailed lists are found in the PMs))

[RangerCado]

Introduce myself to those around the table. Ask their opinion on the job offered. Use few words and speak in a nuetral voice. (more later, I have some school work to do)

[sjm9876]

((feel free to RP chat yourselves. After all, you know your characters better than I do ))

[kj1225]

Kyle speaks first.
"So they have a thieves den here? Sounds like my type of place."
He takes a sip of his firewhiskey.
"But I don't think getting trouble like that right away is a good idea. Names Kyle by the way."

[kilakan]

       Rylash perks up at the mention of the thieves den, "Well Kyle, after we get an assured boat outta this place I'd be happy to run distraction for you to cut into the local erm, den profits.  I'm Rylash anyhow."  He takes a slow slug of ale before continuing, "I think, with the except of the Mira and the elf who's personal morales I won't make a guess at, none of us would get along with that Glory of Vardus bloke.  The dwarfs just sound like a boring damn mission unless you lot feel like erm well... taking the shipment... *ahem*  Personally the mad alchemist sounds the most interesting, while the pirate protect's client would drive us nuts but at least offer some action."

[scapheap]

Spoiler: pic related (click to show/hide)

The mira finished her drink "My name is Clair, a Journeyman of the sun order-" she pauses "Journeywoman? As for the jobs, I like the sound of the dwarves, if it for their king, the pay must be good. plus I may find info about Janho(The dwarf in her bio)." She mumble the last part.

[kj1225]

Kyle takes a look around the bar. Specifically around the level of where people keep their cash.
"Well, boring can be good. I know from sleeping with the daughter of the guard captain that a lot of boring things are good."
Kyle gives a visible shiver from that particular memory.
"But I think taking a boring job that let's us meet someone important is a good idea. So I'll probably be ... well... you know."
Kyle to get rid of the awkwardness downs the rest of his drink.

[kilakan]

   "Hum, that does raise the question of what the dwarves are moving that is valuable enough to merit hiring a group of people who are a bit... odd for normal merchant guards.  It's either some really good cloth, or they expect trouble...  I'd be in for it, who knows maybe there will be a pirate attack and well, I'm sure the dwarves have a lot of gold to gamble away at least."
    Rylash sets the dice spinning on the table like a pair of tops, "So, who would prefer to do the talking for us?  I'm not afraid to admit that a drow who refuses to tell anyone his last name, and carry's a sword would likely give us a really bad rap."  He lowers his voice a bit to sound sinister, "Which of course, makes it very hard to do bad things, hahahah."  He laughs and takes a slug of his drink.

[scapheap]

"Well, as a mira(By the way, what does a mira look like? I'm thinking a fish(wo)man), I probable the best, but my sun order membership could be good or bad." Clair volunteered.

[RangerCado]

"I came here for work and i have no quams with helping merchants." Selina says in a nuetral tone.

Looks at Kyle. "If you try anything while we're at the same table, you'll see get to see stars." Selina says coldly.

[kj1225]

Am I allowed to make a roll to charm a teammate?

[GreatWyrmGold]

Waitlist, if possible.

Spoiler: Krom the Wise (click to show/hide)

Male Troll
Class: Scribe (2A)
Background: Krom was from a large, prosperous village which could support and use a bookkeeper to make sure everything was in order, especially due to its dealings with the smaller races. Krom was not a typical troll; he is rumored to be part-elf by those who dislike him. The choice of who to keep the books was obvious; Krom took to his new life, and dabbled in runic magic to help his village even more. As prosperous places are, his village was coveted by others than its owner. A year and a half ago, a change in leadership lead to Krom losing his position. For several months, Krom wandered the land, living off of his wits, magic, and strength, landing in a village of men and elves on the northern continent. Here, he managed to make a living somewhat like he had in his golden time in his village, picking up more runic lore. Three months ago, Krom decided to go make his fortune or fame in Central City, and a few weeks ago he managed to get the preparations to do so done.
Attr:
Air 3 (3+2-2)
Earth 2 (2)
Fire -2 (2)
Water 3 (1+2)

[kj1225]

Kyle rolls his eyes.
"Honey, if I wanted to pickpocket you I would have by now. But anyways I'm going to grab another firewhiskey."
And with that Kyle gets up and goes over to the bar.

[Dwarmin]

Ryxa sips her drink, feeling the pleasant 'sting' of the Scorpion Ale. It was made from actual scorpions, which at least proves how crazy Drow must seem to other races.

Either of her hands are never more than exactly four feet from her blade at any time.

She can fight just as well with her left or her right.

"So, who would prefer to do the talking for us?  I'm not afraid to admit that a drow who refuses to tell anyone his last name, and carry's a sword would likely give us a really bad rap."

She looks over at him. No threat to her in an open fight-which he would avoid, if possible. Hidden weapons on his person, she thinks. Watch your back. Not a few Swordsmasters tend to end up dead with a dagger in their back.

"My name is Ryxa Hunneld. And, I'm carrying a better sword than you. I can use it mine much better, as well." She says proudly. She chose the name herself once she was old enough to, with her second name being from the man who had refined her blade art when she joined the 101. Her parents had not been studious enough to lend the slavers any clues that could one day lead her back to them...lucky them.

"I have no strong like of any of these jobs...but the Dwarves will probably pay us well...they tend to value a fair deal, even to Drow..."

Ryxa doubted it. She longed to test herself against a worthy foe...but failing that, she still had to eat.

Looks at Kyle. "If you try anything while we're at the same table, you'll see get to see stars." Selina says coldly.

"I hope you know, we're not all like that. Some of us have our honor." She says, with an amused smile.

Ryxa thinks she doesn't have that coldness in her eyes that suggests she can kill without thought of consequence...but yet, she is a killer. The scar across her face does not come from a mortal blade, she notes-the scarf perhaps meant to hide it, merely accentuates the wound to one with good eyes. Perhaps some sort of magician. Not a real threat in an open fight.

Of course, Ryxa is wise enough to know open fights are usually quite rare.

[RangerCado]

"I don't discriminate between races. Its the personality that matters. If your known for associating with a thief, you don't get much work. The Drow reputation is undeserved in individuals." (My face is covered by the way, the only thing visible is my left eye and hair)