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[Sl4cker]

J looks around the tavern and, confirming no one else was about to take any more jobs, grabs the fish job's paper from the board. He stares directly at Snodub as he stuffs it into his pockets, as if observing her.

[vjmdhzgr]

Snodub however is still busy trying to find out who Bellinda is.

[Emma]

Also notice how none of you have weapons, this was done on purpose. At this point you shouldn't have/need weapons, and If you do, then you'll squire them shortly.

Err... You gave me an axe. And everyone is in the right place, quest-wise.


Bellinda turned towards the small goblin who had said her name and grimaced, goblins and dwarves were enemies. But as she was now an adventurer and not living in the traditional dwarven citadels she figured she could make an effort at least. Walking, stoically, over to the goblin she thrust out her hand and said, "The name's Bellinda Stoneaxe lass."

[vjmdhzgr]

Snodub shakes Bellinda's hand, but only to avoid conflict from happening the first minute she's in the guild. "So I'll be working with you. Alright. We'll go to whoever put the job up and see if they can narrow our search down from "somewhere in the city", then we go and look for it."

EDIT: Oh, we're putting the speech in color. Does it need to be an unused one? I don't know if there's enough for everybody.

[Sl4cker]

J quits observing the goblin and the dwarf and exits the tavern. Hiding in a nearby alleyway, he waits for them to exit so he can follow them. Why look for the questgiver yourself when you can have others do it for you?

[Spiderking50]

Also notice how none of you have weapons, this was done on purpose. At this point you shouldn't have/need weapons, and If you do, then you'll squire them shortly.

Err... You gave me an axe. And everyone is in the right place, quest-wise.


Bellinda turned towards the small goblin who had said her name and grimaced, goblins and dwarves were enemies. But as she was now an adventurer and not living in the traditional dwarven citadels she figured she could make an effort at least. Walking, stoically, over to the goblin she thrust out her hand and said, "The name's Bellinda Stoneaxe lass."

Oh yeah, forgot about you, oh well. Its made of stone. Its because your a dwarf and had axe in your name. Its not a very good axe.

I will add new players to the quests and then get typing away. Update will be sometime in the night (my time)

[Kadzar]

((If it's not too late to join a quest))

Orrin trails after the basement questers. "Hey, can I join you guys? I should be good at the job; I've exterminated a lot of rats from the kitchen while working in the tavern. Erm, please don't spread that around. Also, don't let my mother know I'm out adventuring either."

((Do I need a dialogue color? I'm not sure there's one unused that would be appropriate for this character and also visually distinct enough.))

[Andres]

"We already have four people working this job. Four! Sorry, but we really don't need any more help. Maybe you can help build that shed. The pay's decent enough there."

[Tomcost]

Confirming job

[Andres]

Confirming job. ((Please don't make us do this every time. We really don't want this to go at a slow pace.))

[BeruangSarkis]

If you're still accepting new blood...

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Vestrius Arning
Age: 47
Sex and Gender: Male
Race: Human.
Physical Description: Medium build, 169cm. Fit despite his age. Long, pointed face. Wide nose with round, dark eyes. Looks perpetually tired. He is also bald.
Personality: Inquisitive. Excited and curious about this whole adventuring business.
Class: His last vocation was a farmer. But he used to be a militiaman, a messenger, a masseuse,a carpenter,town crier...
Backstory: ...then he got sacked every time because Magic happened. The thing is, Vestrius always has had a problem with latent magic; or rather Magic seems to have a problem with him. It happened quite rarely, but once it did, everyone knew. It's one thing to have your clothes spontaneously combust, your scrolls turn into pidgeons, your porridge freezing only five seconds out of the pot. It's quite another to have your discounted nag turn into a fire-spewing lightning steed that blows a flaming hole into the side of your barn and half the cornfields, and then flying off into the moonlight.

Vestrius doesn't like talking about that one though.

Vowing never to let this insidious Magic ruin his life (again) and consulting a few mages about his... condition while accidentally turning one inside out, he spent the last of his savings on a small crystal that according to them may help 'stabilize him' or something to that effect. It helped. Things still kept exploding. Only smaller explosions.

However, he has always held a keen interest in the adventurer's guild; a small spark of excitement bubbling within him whenever he imagines himself on quests (though it might just be Magic acting up again). It was only due to his timid spirit that he didn't join when he was younger. Now homeless, penniless and with only a leather bag and the clothes on his back, his only hope for the future is that the adventurer's guild pays well.

He's just hoping he doesn't end up setting the quest board on fire as well.

(Edited and expanded on a few things)

[Sl4cker]

((Well look at that, it's the protagonist.))

[Andres]

((Too old to be the protagonist. My guess is the paladin is the protagonist.))

[Vacio]

Since too many on base quest Maximilian will reluctantly take the 3rd quest instead.

[Twinwolf]

((Too old to be the protagonist. My guess is the paladin is the protagonist.))

((She even has the prerequisite dark secret/past!))