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<blockquote data-quote="renau1g" data-source="post: 5247576" data-attributes="member: 54810">You speak to a few citizens and they direct you to the home of the Swordlords of Restov, which is by far the largest building in the city. The white stone walls of the building spread out to a diameter of two hundred feet with a giant dome arch roof. Twin doors of solid steel that look capable of even stopping a giant's blow stand open, the steel easily a foot thick and you spot where a portcullis is able to be lowered, further reinforcing the building. The whole of it is reminiscent more of a fort than a regular building in the heart of the city. A half dozen men armed with huge blades, nearly as tall as Ruarc, stand idly by the entrance, the wear little in the way of protective gear, but you can tell by their movements that they are not ones to be trifled with. An middle-aged human strides forward to meet you as the group moves towards the portal. His face shows the signs of aging, crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, grey streaks in his strawberry-blonde hair, but his eyes still show strength. &quot;Greetings, I am Blademaster Saren, what brings you hear to our facility?&quot; the man says, his eyes piercing as they look you over, they hover over each of your weapons for a brief moment, and you can tell he's taking stock of you.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="renau1g, post: 5247576, member: 54810"] You speak to a few citizens and they direct you to the home of the Swordlords of Restov, which is by far the largest building in the city. The white stone walls of the building spread out to a diameter of two hundred feet with a giant dome arch roof. Twin doors of solid steel that look capable of even stopping a giant's blow stand open, the steel easily a foot thick and you spot where a portcullis is able to be lowered, further reinforcing the building. The whole of it is reminiscent more of a fort than a regular building in the heart of the city. A half dozen men armed with huge blades, nearly as tall as Ruarc, stand idly by the entrance, the wear little in the way of protective gear, but you can tell by their movements that they are not ones to be trifled with. An middle-aged human strides forward to meet you as the group moves towards the portal. His face shows the signs of aging, crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, grey streaks in his strawberry-blonde hair, but his eyes still show strength. [B]"Greetings, I am Blademaster Saren, what brings you hear to our facility?"[/B] the man says, his eyes piercing as they look you over, they hover over each of your weapons for a brief moment, and you can tell he's taking stock of you. [/QUOTE]

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