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<blockquote data-quote="Gregor" data-source="post: 5646929" data-attributes="member: 11751">Kirio and Lars (and whoever joins), you spend most of the late morning and early afternoon walking through town, buying drinks at taverns, cruising the markets and walking the refugee camps.&nbsp; You speak with people from all walks of life, from Lyceum students, merchants, labourers, smiths, commoners and beggars.&nbsp; Despite your honeyed words and generosity in dispensing liquid encouragement, you are unable to learn anything about an individual named Nelebekus.&nbsp; In fact, nobody seems to have ever heard of him by name or by description. Alric, most of the 'soldiers' are nothing more than refugees who clearly fled their homes with not much more than the clothes on their backs.&nbsp; They are not sure what to make of your outburst, but look nervous and look at one another in confusion.&nbsp; Some try to stand at attention with fear in their eyes, others are startled and don't know what to do, while still others spit in your direction, drop their weapons and leave the pitch, heads lowered.&nbsp; The officers merely shake their heads with disappointment.&nbsp; One mentions to you that he'll inform Xavious about your clear ... eagerness to help build up a militia.&nbsp; He is sure that the commander will appreciate your assistance ... whoever you are.&nbsp; He then turns his back to you and begins to try to re-assemble the men into formation.&nbsp; Alric, Lars and Kirio (and whomever else) return to the Inn around the same time.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Gregor, post: 5646929, member: 11751"] Kirio and Lars (and whoever joins), you spend most of the late morning and early afternoon walking through town, buying drinks at taverns, cruising the markets and walking the refugee camps. You speak with people from all walks of life, from Lyceum students, merchants, labourers, smiths, commoners and beggars. Despite your honeyed words and generosity in dispensing liquid encouragement, you are unable to learn anything about an individual named Nelebekus. In fact, nobody seems to have ever heard of him by name or by description. Alric, most of the 'soldiers' are nothing more than refugees who clearly fled their homes with not much more than the clothes on their backs. They are not sure what to make of your outburst, but look nervous and look at one another in confusion. Some try to stand at attention with fear in their eyes, others are startled and don't know what to do, while still others spit in your direction, drop their weapons and leave the pitch, heads lowered. The officers merely shake their heads with disappointment. One mentions to you that he'll inform Xavious about your clear ... eagerness to help build up a militia. He is sure that the commander will appreciate your assistance ... whoever you are. He then turns his back to you and begins to try to re-assemble the men into formation. Alric, Lars and Kirio (and whomever else) return to the Inn around the same time. [/QUOTE]

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