Mewness
First Post
"Another one of these simpletons," mutters "Harold" to his friends. "Truly, I think it would be best if we moved to a venue where we aren't constantly bothered by individuals who need to hire a band of ne'er-do-wells to locate a lost militia-man or fetch their master's favorite letter-opener. Even if this place can manage to pour an acceptable wine."He approaches the bar and speaks quietly for a moment with its tender. The barkeep shrugs and gestures to the room at large. Sighing, the man turns to face those assembled. “I am Reeve, seneschal to Merchant Lord Rustavich. I am here to collect persons with a less than reasonable self-preservation instinct and a sense of discretion to perform a delicate task for my master. Would there be any such here?”
[sblock=ooc]Scarmiglione, level 6 rogue|sorcerer. He does not undertake quests--he just follows his friends around and complains about them.[/sblock]