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<blockquote data-quote="jkason" data-source="post: 5676195" data-attributes="member: 2710">Gyrs Tado, half-orc ranger (trapper)Gyrs had never seen even a fraction of the wealth Tregin offered. Wide-eyed and euphoric at his fortune, he set about strutting his way about town, replacing his makeshift gear with truly well-crafted replacements. As it became apparent that the low-class, animalistic half-orc had money to burn, the merchants began to find him, selling him various protective magical items to aid in his &quot;noble future.&quot; Gyrs scoffed at the possibility of such a thing, but when he looked in the mirror at the end of it all, and saw the admirably-equipped form standing there, he couldn't help but grin.Of course, after that there was little else to do with his new purchases but wear them about town, and despite their fine make, the guard were none too keen to see the likes of him wandering about at loose ends so well-armed. Soon, he was the same outcast he'd always been, only this time with shinier accoutrement.The letter from Tregin, then, caught him just in time. Rather than wander to the local tavern to pick the fight he'd planned, he made his way to the shop. &quot;Treggy gettin' the old band back together, is he?&quot; Gyrs said wryly when he saw Sandwalker in the back room. &quot;Or is it just us?&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="jkason, post: 5676195, member: 2710"] [b]Gyrs Tado, half-orc ranger (trapper)[/b] Gyrs had never seen even a fraction of the wealth Tregin offered. Wide-eyed and euphoric at his fortune, he set about strutting his way about town, replacing his makeshift gear with truly well-crafted replacements. As it became apparent that the low-class, animalistic half-orc had money to burn, the merchants began to find him, selling him various protective magical items to aid in his "noble future." Gyrs scoffed at the possibility of such a thing, but when he looked in the mirror at the end of it all, and saw the admirably-equipped form standing there, he couldn't help but grin. Of course, after that there was little else to do with his new purchases but wear them about town, and despite their fine make, the guard were none too keen to see the likes of him wandering about at loose ends so well-armed. Soon, he was the same outcast he'd always been, only this time with shinier accoutrement. The letter from Tregin, then, caught him just in time. Rather than wander to the local tavern to pick the fight he'd planned, he made his way to the shop. [color=magenta]"Treggy gettin' the old band back together, is he?"[/color] Gyrs said wryly when he saw Sandwalker in the back room. [color=magenta]"Or is it just us?"[/color] [/QUOTE]

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