NOW LIVE! Today's the day you meet your new best friend. You don’t have to leave Wolfy behind... In 'Pets & Sidekicks' your companions level up with you!

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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Isida Kep'Tukari" data-source="post: 1439292" data-attributes="member: 4441">*The weretiger pounces onto the closest swordsman, while his companions try to stop you.  The other swordsman slashes at you, opening a shallow gash, while his companion's crossbow bolt goes wide.  The guard you pounce on is obviously not the flower of Andeluvian youth; probably little more than a clerk.  You rip through his throat and belly, leaving him twitching on the floor; he barely had time to scream, though his flesh is flavored with terror.**Ralam, the other guards seem to be ignoring you for now.  Perhaps they were deceived by your uniform.  You cast your spell to leave no traces behind, wrapping yourself in a sheath of magical obfuscation.*~~~~*Aekir, Ssessarina nods at your words.*"If you wish the watching, for I understand you can do that quite well, then there's the man that works at the Honor's Shield charity house.  Brother Terrel, a laybrother with a penchant for trying to pick up some of the laysisters is our target.  Middling height, slightly overweight, dark blonde with gray eyes, likes to dress in red, owns a golden holy symbol of Heironeous.  He is likely to act on his advances some time soon, and when he does in one of the back alleys...  I will watch you, the watcher, and we will both be able to get at the Knight when he appears."~~~~*Loviana, you remain quite busy for the rest of the day, but you end up better taken care of.  Lady Felsadora sees that you get food, and her lips have a bit less of the pinched look that make her look so sour.  It becomes apparent that Honor's Shield is not exactly full of paragons of virtue, though most of the people here are far more savory that the majority of those they treat.  At least one laybrother, Brother Terrel, shows a bit more interest than is seemly in the new volunteer.  As you wash up, he approaches you at the trough.*"Larissa, isn't it?  I'm Terrel.  I'm please to see such a lovely young woman wants to devote her time to the poor, I can scarcely imagine better company in which to work.  Tell me, could I convince you to share a good dinner at an inn I know of?  We don't eat much better than our charges here, but the least I can do for such a diligent and beautiful lass is offer a fine meal," he says with a broad smile.  He's of middling height, a bit overweight but not grossly so, dark blonde hair, gray eyes, and deep red robes.  He bears a golden holy symbol of Heironeous around his neck, and an air of arrogance.  He's not entirely bad-looking, but its obvious he's not used to being turned down.</blockquote>

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