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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 5019746" data-attributes="member: 9255"><p>JOHN PLAY</p><p>“Play To Win”</p><p>SEGMENT 002</p><p>“A Woman named Hope”</p><p></p><p>Rhaan 22nd, 996</p><p>Sharn, Breland </p><p>The Office of John Play, Hero for Hire</p><p></p><p>Play</p><p></p><p>John Play</p><p></p><p>What is in a name? Why am I the way I am?</p><p></p><p>The man wonders as he sits behind his desk looking at a discarded Korranberg Chronicle. He has money. He has friends. His family is well respected within Sharn and Breland’s Noble classes. He has his health and good looks. He has money. So why is he doing this?</p><p></p><p>Hero for Hire.</p><p></p><p>It started as a joke in the beginning. Even as a Dark lantern of Breland during the war he joked he was a Hero for Hire. His superiors never cared for it. Perhaps that is why he said it. But why continue with it? He didn’t need the money. He didn’t need the fame. But he felt the intense need to be active and helping people. The money and reasons were just an excuse.</p><p></p><p>Too much sitting on his backside. He needed to do something.</p><p></p><p>With renewed energy and conviction he picked up the paper again. The headlines spoke of distrust the countries had for each other. He couldn’t disclaim it. He worked as a spy for the last decade for the country of Breland. The public only suspected what he knew already- the war was still happening. It was just done in secret. A Shadow War or Secret War if one wished.</p><p></p><p>If he wished, he could have stayed within the ranks of the Dark lanterns. Most people wanted him to stay. Those that didn’t wish him to brought up on crimes they gave him permission to commit (at total discountibility of Breland and its government of course). As a Lantern he traveled into the new countries of Thrane, Aundair, Karrnath and Cyre before it was destroyed and later renamed the Mournland. He had fought master spies, assassins, war mages and warforged on both local and foreign lands.</p><p></p><p>“Bah!” he blurts out in frustration. He looks at the paper again and begins to pretend to take interest in reading about rumors of a new kind of undead threat hidden in the Mournland that Karrnath may be cultivating for its own use. Then he heard the creak of the floorboard in the hallway outside of his office. Smiling, he puts the paper away and straightens out his always messy and wild dirty blonde hair and while still smiling places one hand near a hidden switch that could activate a wand hidden under the table.</p><p></p><p>KNOCK KNOCK</p><p></p><p>“Enter. Please Enter.” His trained mind quickly begins to guess whom is outside the door. Lightweight based on the softness of the creak. Woman or a shorter race. Woman. Long strides to the steps. Assuming magic is not disguising their identity. Oh the excitement of not being sure.</p><p></p><p>The door opens and a tall woman of money steps in. A quick assessment of her clothes and appearance suggests she is an Aundairian Noble. Confident stride and expensive and possibly magical travel clothes. Sharp eyes. She is educated and proud. Lost heirloom? Lost relative? I hope its not another lost lover case. It would be a shame… those eyes… those lips…… He stands up and gives a short nod of greeting. “Hello. My name is John Play. Please sit down.”</p><p></p><p>She looks around briefly at his office. She seems to approve as she smiles. “I am Shasta ir’ Yanger. I have come from Aundair to meet you. You were recommended by several folks within Aundair and Breland.” She sits down and seems to enchant him with her eyes and smile.</p><p></p><p>“I hope I am not blushing,” John flirts back, “What can I possibly do for you?”</p><p></p><p>“I need someone to locate my missing brother. I normally hear from him weekly but my last House Sivis communication was over a month ago. I fear something has happened to him.”</p><p></p><p>“You say that with some conviction. Are you aware of any reason he may be in danger?” </p><p></p><p>“His military career made him an unpopular person. He has sought seclusion ever since the war ended.”</p><p></p><p>“Where was he… staying?” Play begins to wonder what she is leaving out.</p><p></p><p>“The Eldeen Reaches.”</p><p></p><p>“Popular place for those looking to become lost or forgotten. Perhaps he wishes for more seclusion.”</p><p></p><p>“No. I fear for him. I want him found. I want to know he is okay.” A clear look of concern for his safety is on her face.</p><p></p><p>“Eldeen Reaches is a long way away and there is no easy way to travel there. If he wishes to be left alone I may not be able to find him. Have you tried House Tharashk? They have some very good trackers in those woods.”</p><p></p><p>“I wish to leave the Dragonmarked families out of this. As I already said, he was not a popular man. Will you help me?</p><p></p><p>Those eyes……warm, passionate and yet full of challenge…….. “It will be costly and I will need more information on him. What is his name?” Oh… a moment of hesitation.</p><p></p><p>“Challa. Challa ir’ Yanger.” She says with some nervousness that was not there before.</p><p></p><p>He plays the name over his mind and softly says it aloud. He knows this name but can not place it.</p><p></p><p>“Very well. I will help you locate your brother. I leave tomorrow for the forest of Eldeen.”</p><p></p><p>“WE leave tomorrow. That’s part of the deal. I must go with you to see him myself.”</p><p></p><p>Warning. Warning. Warning he cries out silently to himself. “We then.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="megamania, post: 5019746, member: 9255"] JOHN PLAY “Play To Win” SEGMENT 002 “A Woman named Hope” Rhaan 22nd, 996 Sharn, Breland The Office of John Play, Hero for Hire Play John Play What is in a name? Why am I the way I am? The man wonders as he sits behind his desk looking at a discarded Korranberg Chronicle. He has money. He has friends. His family is well respected within Sharn and Breland’s Noble classes. He has his health and good looks. He has money. So why is he doing this? Hero for Hire. It started as a joke in the beginning. Even as a Dark lantern of Breland during the war he joked he was a Hero for Hire. His superiors never cared for it. Perhaps that is why he said it. But why continue with it? He didn’t need the money. He didn’t need the fame. But he felt the intense need to be active and helping people. The money and reasons were just an excuse. Too much sitting on his backside. He needed to do something. With renewed energy and conviction he picked up the paper again. The headlines spoke of distrust the countries had for each other. He couldn’t disclaim it. He worked as a spy for the last decade for the country of Breland. The public only suspected what he knew already- the war was still happening. It was just done in secret. A Shadow War or Secret War if one wished. If he wished, he could have stayed within the ranks of the Dark lanterns. Most people wanted him to stay. Those that didn’t wish him to brought up on crimes they gave him permission to commit (at total discountibility of Breland and its government of course). As a Lantern he traveled into the new countries of Thrane, Aundair, Karrnath and Cyre before it was destroyed and later renamed the Mournland. He had fought master spies, assassins, war mages and warforged on both local and foreign lands. “Bah!” he blurts out in frustration. He looks at the paper again and begins to pretend to take interest in reading about rumors of a new kind of undead threat hidden in the Mournland that Karrnath may be cultivating for its own use. Then he heard the creak of the floorboard in the hallway outside of his office. Smiling, he puts the paper away and straightens out his always messy and wild dirty blonde hair and while still smiling places one hand near a hidden switch that could activate a wand hidden under the table. KNOCK KNOCK “Enter. Please Enter.” His trained mind quickly begins to guess whom is outside the door. Lightweight based on the softness of the creak. Woman or a shorter race. Woman. Long strides to the steps. Assuming magic is not disguising their identity. Oh the excitement of not being sure. The door opens and a tall woman of money steps in. A quick assessment of her clothes and appearance suggests she is an Aundairian Noble. Confident stride and expensive and possibly magical travel clothes. Sharp eyes. She is educated and proud. Lost heirloom? Lost relative? I hope its not another lost lover case. It would be a shame… those eyes… those lips…… He stands up and gives a short nod of greeting. “Hello. My name is John Play. Please sit down.” She looks around briefly at his office. She seems to approve as she smiles. “I am Shasta ir’ Yanger. I have come from Aundair to meet you. You were recommended by several folks within Aundair and Breland.” She sits down and seems to enchant him with her eyes and smile. “I hope I am not blushing,” John flirts back, “What can I possibly do for you?” “I need someone to locate my missing brother. I normally hear from him weekly but my last House Sivis communication was over a month ago. I fear something has happened to him.” “You say that with some conviction. Are you aware of any reason he may be in danger?” “His military career made him an unpopular person. He has sought seclusion ever since the war ended.” “Where was he… staying?” Play begins to wonder what she is leaving out. “The Eldeen Reaches.” “Popular place for those looking to become lost or forgotten. Perhaps he wishes for more seclusion.” “No. I fear for him. I want him found. I want to know he is okay.” A clear look of concern for his safety is on her face. “Eldeen Reaches is a long way away and there is no easy way to travel there. If he wishes to be left alone I may not be able to find him. Have you tried House Tharashk? They have some very good trackers in those woods.” “I wish to leave the Dragonmarked families out of this. As I already said, he was not a popular man. Will you help me? Those eyes……warm, passionate and yet full of challenge…….. “It will be costly and I will need more information on him. What is his name?” Oh… a moment of hesitation. “Challa. Challa ir’ Yanger.” She says with some nervousness that was not there before. He plays the name over his mind and softly says it aloud. He knows this name but can not place it. “Very well. I will help you locate your brother. I leave tomorrow for the forest of Eldeen.” “WE leave tomorrow. That’s part of the deal. I must go with you to see him myself.” Warning. Warning. Warning he cries out silently to himself. “We then.” [/QUOTE]
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