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<blockquote data-quote="renau1g" data-source="post: 5394462" data-attributes="member: 54810">The door to the tavern opens, a rather plain looking man enters, he wears a top hat, smokes a plain pipe, and dresses in a manner befitting a commoner, but one putting on his Sunday best.He glances around the room, his hands shake a bit as if his nerves are getting the better of him. He opens his mouth once, then stops, starts to turn around and leave. The man shakes his head, resolving to something and turns back to the tavern. His face more resolute this time, but his hands still twitch nervously. [sblock=Picture]<img src="http://www.old-picture.com/europe/pictures/Peasant-Farmer.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> [/sblock]&quot;Um...&nbsp; hello? Hi, I was told ta come here and see if anyofya can give Shamus a hand? I'm a simple farmer out about a good 50 miles away from here, in our little hamlet we call Huntingdonshire. Well, the thing of it is we got all sortsa problems you see. Ain't none of us much good at fending off the beasties that'd been stealing our livestock. I left the farm ta come here and see if anyofya are able to lend us poor folk a hand? We got a little coin we can give, and Siobhán even found a fancy looking staff that may be of use to some of you adventuring types. So...whattya say? Anyone able to help us out?&quot; the man asks, after his speech his confidence appears to vanish and his eyes drop to the floor as he removes his hat and wrings the edges in his hands.[sblock=ooc]A Call to Adventure! Levels 3+ looking to get out of Daunton, see the countryside and help a poor potato farmer with some beasties [/sblock]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="renau1g, post: 5394462, member: 54810"] The door to the tavern opens, a rather plain looking man enters, he wears a top hat, smokes a plain pipe, and dresses in a manner befitting a commoner, but one putting on his Sunday best. He glances around the room, his hands shake a bit as if his nerves are getting the better of him. He opens his mouth once, then stops, starts to turn around and leave. The man shakes his head, resolving to something and turns back to the tavern. His face more resolute this time, but his hands still twitch nervously. [sblock=Picture] [img]http://www.old-picture.com/europe/pictures/Peasant-Farmer.jpg[/img] [/sblock] [B]"Um... hello? Hi, I was told ta come here and see if anyofya can give Shamus a hand? I'm a simple farmer out about a good 50 miles away from here, in our little hamlet we call Huntingdonshire. Well, the thing of it is we got all sortsa problems you see. Ain't none of us much good at fending off the beasties that'd been stealing our livestock. I left the farm ta come here and see if anyofya are able to lend us poor folk a hand? We got a little coin we can give, and Siobhán even found a fancy looking staff that may be of use to some of you adventuring types. So...whattya say? Anyone able to help us out?" [/B] the man asks, after his speech his confidence appears to vanish and his eyes drop to the floor as he removes his hat and wrings the edges in his hands. [sblock=ooc] A Call to Adventure! Levels 3+ looking to get out of Daunton, see the countryside and help a poor potato farmer with some beasties [/sblock] [/QUOTE]

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