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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Need_A_Life" data-source="post: 3859320" data-attributes="member: 48277">Frundor and Olot, you have no problem hailing one of the many skycoaches - in fact you manage to find one with the Lyrandar Kraken upon it. "Wher' to, friends?" the cheery Lyrandar asks.((assuming you want to go to the Gilded Cup))The skycoach lands after a few minutes, giving you just enough time to change clothes and the half-elf turns to you and hands you a piece of paper; the bill."Hope you enjoyed your flight, good sirs!"Making your way into the tavern, you are greeted immediately by a waitress who says in a hushed voice: "There you are. Room 3. The others have already arrived."Meredith, Finn and Hashkavak your respective conversations are disturbed as two newcomers enter the room; a human and a half-orc. Your host seems untroubled by their arrival and sits up in his chair: "Ah, so good of you to join us," he turns to you three, "Frundor Termen, a magical talent embodying the spirit of his family and his "enforcer" Olotumeal; one of the people giving half-orcs their charming reputation,""For the two of you, who're late," he continues in a stride, never pausing quite long enough for you to say anything, "this is Finn Kincadd, a swordsman and excellent inquisitive," he gestures with his glass of wine towards Finn, "and we also have Meredith ir'Bara, a charming beauty with a powerful mind, and finally Hashkavak who remains the most vigilant warrior I've seen outside of Valenar. As for myself, I'm Allan Demaine.""Please, take a seat."I've summoned you - or, as the good mr. Kincadd correctly divined - I summoned you on the behalf of another. The reason you've been summoned is because the group I represent have some... questionable work that needs to be done, but cannot afford the potential scandal it'd cause if it was caught redhanded."This is - obviously - where you come in. Skilled individuals who're willing to help a noble cause," he pauses a moment, "not that I expect you to do this out of the goodness of your heart, of course," he smiles expectantly and his gaze looks at each of you in turn. "Twenty-thousand golden galifars, ladies and gentlemen."This will be your reward for fulfilling the job.""Now, if anyone has any questions about this unlawful business, best ask them now, because if I tell you any more there's no way back."He leans back in his seat, crossing his legs expectantly.OOC: Hmmm... I would've preferred if Frundor accepted the proposition, but then again *shrug*Scribbler, this shows how badly you were cheated  <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f61b.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":p" title="Stick out tongue    :p"  data-smilie="7"data-shortname=":p" /> but then again, you jumped into a skycoach with a person who didn't exactly seem trustworthy.</blockquote>

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