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Classic 3.0

(OOC: I think that as long as they are aware that this game moves pretty fast and I kinda like the way it was rolling along so swiftly, 2-3 is fine. It's all down to how many you want to handle mate.)
 

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Brechin looked astonished at the mayor's suggestion. I would escort her home? I am but a simple man. Surely not worthy to be escort to a Princess! But, should none other step forward, I will gladly take her there and protect her with mine own life until she is returned to her father's side.
 
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The mayer turns to the door and motions the man who had brought the two to the mayer.

Dunathar turns to the paladin and says "Escort I am not, though there would surly be a reward for her safe return. I have to worn the clan about the activities here so that the council of elders will be able to decide what to do. Orcs don't like us dwarves that much and if they continue south, they will be encountering Stoneathora, and my clan. Farewell, both of you, and good luck." With that the dwarf starts to head for the door after exchanging handshakes with Brechin, and even a short embrace. "Come on down some time, and we'll share stories over a pint."

The mayer finishes talking to the man, who follows the dwarf outside, and turns back to Brechin. "There are two wandering warriors in town: one a dwarf much like the one that left, and another a staff wielder, it seems, though he could be a cleric from his clothing. I have sent Bealmon to get them.

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Relaxing in the quant little inn that this town has, Jonathon sits at a table watching the crowd outside disperse after two warriors (a dwarf and a human) were escorted away. Just then another dwarf walks into the inn and sits down at a near table and orders something. From the polite, but not overly familiar responce from the waitress, and the road dust on his clothing, it appears he was another traveler like himself.

The door to the inn opens once more and a black bearded man in chain looks around and seeing you and the dwarf heads over to stand so he can address you both in a gruff voice. "You two looking for work? The mayer has sent me over to see if you would be interested in a job. If you are, then follow me." He then turns and starts to head out the door.
 

"Well, it would seem that I do have purpose here." Jonathon comments to the dwarf as he stands up and heads for the door. Using his staff as a walking stick he gathers up his bag and heads for the door. "Are you coming, sir Dwarf?"

Once he arrives in front of the Mayor, Jonathon bows deeply as a sign of respect. "Good day, mayor. My name is Jonathon Boyd, I was told I might be of service to you." He straightens and leans on his staff.
 

Looking down towards the mug of ale in front of him, Veitus sighed as it did not seem the dust from the road would be rinsed away any time soon.

~It has to be the clothes...they scream needy stranger in need of coin...~

"Are you coming, sir Dwarf?"

Turning to face both men, Veitus nodded and spoke softly. "Aye, I'm right behind ye."

Following them both until they stopped in an office that Veitus assumed was the town mayor's, he waited until the one named Boyd had introduced himself before speaking.

"My name be Veitus sir, and while I'm not sure what you'd be needing with a road weary stranger like me, my purse is all ears."
 

Aenilaen Sorne

They heard a cough and a polite knock on the door. They turned as saw a cloaked and hooded woman standing by the door. She was dressed in dusty, gray and green travel-worn clothing.

A gray cloak and hood enveloped most of her body and face, obscuring her race. Strapped to her belt was a longsword, dagger and several pouches. In one hand was a carved longbow and she had a backpack with a quiver full of arrows cleverly strapped to it, slung across her back.

"I couldn't help but overhear your offer to these two gentlemen. Perhaps I could be of some use as well?" she asked politely.

(OCC- sorry about the delay and changes. When i get home from work, Enworld usually gets wonky...)
 
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The three adventurers follow the marshal to te mayors office and see him talking to a warrior there. On the couch is an unconscious girl in fine, though torn cloths. I talso appears that all of her valuables from the dress had been taken off, roughly.

The mayor turns to you and says "Welcome! Yes, I have a job opertunity for you, and that is to help this noble Paladin in his quest." He turns back to Brechin and says "But you have to choose which is more important: escorting the Princess to her homeland, or continuing investigation of the orc manifistation? Choose so that I can make preparations for the other."
 

Aenilaen Sorne

"I have heard rumors of these orc raids. My people fear that it was a feint, to disguise something far more sinister. I fear that they were right."

Aenilaen guestures towards the unconscious princess.

If we take the princess back to her home, we will run into more orcs and perhaps something worse than orcs, for they rarely act in such a manner without some sort of prodding. If we stay and investigate, they will simply keep us occupied and retake the princess."

Aenilaen looks at the other adventurers. "I think we should take the princess back to her home. If nothing else, the orcs will follow us and leave the villagers alone. That is, if the princess was their goal all the time."

(OOC: I noticed that our party lacks a cleric. Next level i get, if it's ok with the dm, i'm multi-classing to a cleric of Naralis Analor)
 
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Brechin studies the newcomers as the mayor speaks.

The dwarf looked swarthy, much like his last comapnion. He hoped this short one was of a better disposition.
The man who carried the stave seemed confident. And calm. Perhaps he would be of great help, though that stick didn't look much like a "weapon".
Finally, the woman. Cowled and seemingly road weary. She looked as though she knew how to handle herself.

These new companions, should they prove honest trustworthy, might be worthy to accompany his journey into the Princess's lands. Stepping to the sleeping girl's side, Brechin gently lifted her in his arms and stood briefly before the mayor. Sir, it seems your request has been answered by more than one. I am sad my former companion could not join us. But I am sure we four will be able to accompany the princess to her home. And, her father.

Brechin took a moment to think about what was needed.

Mayor, we will need mounts and provisions?
 

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