hellrazor111
First Post
[early spring]
It's a cloudy day in the McNeil Region, the town wizard, with one of his many strange instruments, predicts rain for the day. Farmers are planting their crops and trees. A convoy of wagons has arrived, filled with weapons and supplies for the for the Inn and shops. It is midday.
[Emi]
Besides a wizard and another sorcerer, you are the only magic user in McNeil Village. Today has been a busy day, with helping the inn-keeper unload supplies from the carvans, which wouldnt be back for another season. She would have had her son help, but he was off visiting his human father and wasn't supposed to be back for a few more hours.
[Vimo]
Being 'part' of the local guard, you have been assigned to the Wyndia/McNeil CrossRoad. So far all that has happened was the passing the the caravan, selling some things here before going to Wyndia. You are about to call it a day, when you see Bunyan,a man seeming way to big for a hum come hurring up the path, somthing in his arms.
[sblock=Vimo]
Unless you want to be, you aren't part of the guard, they just hire you when they are short, becaue almost everyone in the guard is a farmer.
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[James]
You were traveling back from the Duana Mine after a visit with your 'father'. Wanting to get there quickly, you decided to cut through Cedar Woods. Not five hours of traveling and you were ambuished by and orc hunting party, causing you to lose all but but you dagger. After a half-hour of traveling, you come apon a camp set up in the woods.
[Navar-Eth]
It has been a typical day for you, hunting orcs. You suprised a group running somewhere, and dispatched them.You arrive at this forest a month ago, and have seen some strange sights,the most common being a were-tiger who has often stopped by you for mild healings and conversation. Today, the trees tell you that the first rain this season is coming.
[Gorgoroth]
As you enter McNeils Village, a young man bumps into you. After apologizing, he quickly runs from the village. After walking down a short hill, you are in the center of the town, from here you see things going on, a young mage helping a middle aged woman unload supplies from a wagon. A blacksmith busy exchanging weapons for leather and iron. Looking south out of town, you see farmland. Most shops have left their doors open, welcoming the breeze. As you stand there you feel a drop of rain
It's a cloudy day in the McNeil Region, the town wizard, with one of his many strange instruments, predicts rain for the day. Farmers are planting their crops and trees. A convoy of wagons has arrived, filled with weapons and supplies for the for the Inn and shops. It is midday.
[Emi]
Besides a wizard and another sorcerer, you are the only magic user in McNeil Village. Today has been a busy day, with helping the inn-keeper unload supplies from the carvans, which wouldnt be back for another season. She would have had her son help, but he was off visiting his human father and wasn't supposed to be back for a few more hours.
[Vimo]
Being 'part' of the local guard, you have been assigned to the Wyndia/McNeil CrossRoad. So far all that has happened was the passing the the caravan, selling some things here before going to Wyndia. You are about to call it a day, when you see Bunyan,a man seeming way to big for a hum come hurring up the path, somthing in his arms.
[sblock=Vimo]
Unless you want to be, you aren't part of the guard, they just hire you when they are short, becaue almost everyone in the guard is a farmer.
[/sblock]
[James]
You were traveling back from the Duana Mine after a visit with your 'father'. Wanting to get there quickly, you decided to cut through Cedar Woods. Not five hours of traveling and you were ambuished by and orc hunting party, causing you to lose all but but you dagger. After a half-hour of traveling, you come apon a camp set up in the woods.
[Navar-Eth]
It has been a typical day for you, hunting orcs. You suprised a group running somewhere, and dispatched them.You arrive at this forest a month ago, and have seen some strange sights,the most common being a were-tiger who has often stopped by you for mild healings and conversation. Today, the trees tell you that the first rain this season is coming.
[Gorgoroth]
As you enter McNeils Village, a young man bumps into you. After apologizing, he quickly runs from the village. After walking down a short hill, you are in the center of the town, from here you see things going on, a young mage helping a middle aged woman unload supplies from a wagon. A blacksmith busy exchanging weapons for leather and iron. Looking south out of town, you see farmland. Most shops have left their doors open, welcoming the breeze. As you stand there you feel a drop of rain
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