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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lwaxy" data-source="post: 4892467" data-attributes="member: 53286">You stroll through (insert city name) market, amazed at the scents, sights and sounds of the place. Exotic species, sentient and animal, including some  you do not even know the name for! Clothing so colourful it can hurt the eye, women who wear so little that in your homelands, they would be arrested by the magistrate's men. And now you realize that there are men who wear almost as little. Cooked and fried foods, spice displays, sellers who shout out their wares and services... all in cramped quarters, as the market is hardly big enough for all the vendors. As you squeeze yourself through the stalls and try not to bump into too many people, you hear a squeaky voice calling out louder than any other. It must be magically enhanced, you think. Looking behind you, you can see a being looking like a giant rat reading from an announcement. "The Overlord (insert name) needs capable men or women to do a little task for him. He offers (insert appropriate currency) to everyone who agrees to help out, and twice as much if you are successful." No one seems to particularly care for this offer; indeed you see some strongarms and a cleric hiding away behind stalls. Something must be wrong with this offer. But before you can continue your train of thought, the rat being points and you and a few others. "You, you, you and you - you look capable enough to me. Strong, experienced travelers, yes? Maybe even with the ability to use some magic? Ah, how thoughtful of you to volunteer!" You are unable to protest much, your remarks about not having volunteered for anything drown in the surrounding noise, and everyone not involved makes a point to look the other way. It truly seems you and the other unlucky new arrivals have no choice in the matter...</blockquote>

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