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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Scotley" data-source="post: 4695550" data-attributes="member: 11520">You file out of the office not sure what to make of the strange happenings at the Magistrates office. Returning to the Polished Staff to ponder it over another round seems like a good idea. Meanwhile behind Ignatius Ironshirt's closed door...[sblock=Tau and Braz]You are summoned by a whole squad of regular Constables to the office of the Magistrate. When you arrive you find the dwarf in a particularly agitated state. "I've just gotten a very disturbing note from the Temple of Meda. It seems that one of my Bronze badges has been killed and Resurrected today. To top it off, another has resigned and a third has been called away to some mysterious business at the LCA." He paces nervously behind his desk. "Now both of you have been considered for for a position on the squad for some time and now we have the openings. The squad seem to think they are on to something big with Orcs and weapon smugglers. I want you to join them formally here tomorrow at 1:00 pm sharp. In the meantime I'll have one of my Bravos help you locate the squad at their favorite watering hole and get you up to speed on what they've found." He fingers a bronze badge he's been holding and then drops it onto his desk next to a truncheon before reaching into a drawer and pulling out a pair of badges and truncheons for you. "Elke will take your measurements down and have  uniform tunic delivered here in the morning. Welcome to the squad, now if you'll excuse me, I have some reports to get to." He opens door and tells Elke, "Get these new lads some uniforms." Seeing a big hobgoblin passing he adds, "G-Wayne, see if you can find the Alphas and introduce them to the new recruits here." With that he leaves you in the hands of the Hobgoblin and slams his door hardly having had a chance to get in a word. After giving Elke a little information and signing a few papers; G-Wayne leads you onto the streets, "You boys are gonna like workin' with the Alphas. Friendly bunch of guys. I'm gonna tell you a little secret. Ole Special Squad tradition. The squad is obligated to buy you a fine meal and all you can drink on joining the squad. Been doin' it for years. Now their feelin's be hurt you don't drink up, know what I mean? And don't be shy about the good stuff. They take their hospitality serious. They been out in the field a few days and I'm sure they are in need of a little festivity." After a fairly short walk you come to a local tavern popular with Constables known as the Polished Staff. Inside the rotund halfling woman behind the bar examines you curiously as you pass into a back room. D-Wayne Continues, "This is the Special Squad room where we all come to relax. You should make yourselves at home." He pauses at the entrance.[/sblock]D-Wayne one of the Hobgoblin Bravo's arrives at the door of the special squad room at the Polished Staff with a dwarf and a, something else, that might or might not be a human. "Hey, Alphas, Iggy sent you some fresh meat. Seems you haven't been up to the task and he thought you needed some more help." With a laugh he turns and heads for the front room.OOC: How about descriptions all around?</blockquote>

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