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Message: <blockquote data-quote="BenBrown" data-source="post: 5488549" data-attributes="member: 1642">The tavern door opens and a morose-looking, slightly paunchy man in a colorful tabard enters.  He moves so that he is standing next to the door, looking towards the tables where the patrons sit enjoying their drinks.  He looks around dubiously at the assembled throng, blinks a few times, pauses for a second, takes a deep breath, and clears his throat.  He looks towards the door as if he expects something to happen with it, then after a moment turns back to the tavern.  After straightening his tabard, he clears his throat again, and announces "Lord Adelin Mallaby!"There is a short pause and then nothing happens.The man clenches his jaw and closes his eyes tightly.  Reaching out his right hand, he gives the door a little push, so as to hold it slightly ajar.  Turning his head to be sure that his voice is heard in the street outside, and says again, somewhat more forcefully, "Lord Adelin Mallaby!"A flurry of giggles is heard from outside the tavern, then the door opens all the way again, and an annoyingly handsome young man enters the tavern.  He is dressed in well-tailored trousers stuffed into expensive looking boots, and a loose white shirt.  His black hair is pulled back in a long ponytail, and he wears an insouciant look on his slim, boyish face.He smiles, then looks back through the door and blows a kiss, setting off another round of giggling from outside.As the door closes and the giggling fades away, the young man turns back toward the tavern.  He walks forward a few paces, confidently smiling, his arms outstretched in greeting."Patrons of the Hanged Man," he says, "My name is Adelin Mallaby, and I come to beg your aid.  I have a journey to make through rough country, that I must finish before the first full moon of summer.  It may be a dangerous voyage, but I--though I am city born and bred, and have little experience in these things--I must go.  It is not in search of treasure that I make this journey.  Gold I have enough of.  Nor is it in search of honors, for my house's reputation is not one of mighty warlords nor of high and puissant rulers, nor of arcane masters;  yet it is a good one.  No, it is not for fame or fortune that I go.  I make this journey in the cause. . .  of love."Good people--brave people-who among you will join me on this voyage?  Who among you is willing to suffer the rigors of overland travel?  Who among you is willing to face the mysterious beasts of the forests of Allaria?  Who among you is willing to venture into the unknown in order to unite two hearts--in order to bring a poor lover. . ." he motions to himself "to the side of his betrothed?"Before sitting down, he slowly surveys the tavern, with a wistful expression on his face."This is my humble petition to any of you--to all of you.  Please, aid me in this. . . for love."[sblock=ooc]Now recruiting for a new adventure called Get Me to the Church on Time.  Characters of 1st-2nd level preferred.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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