''Well my father was captain of the gaurd in Baulders Gate and he trained me when I was very little."  ((Wait can I have that?  Is this land have Baulders Gate in it?  It is part of his back story I did not add it to his character bio yet.))

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A life, heh who needs one, I got it all here in RPing and video games.

((While a city named Baulder's Gate might exist in this particular D&D dimension, It wouldn't be the original, and events of a different type have probably aspired there instead of the events you may be familiar with.  also, while I'm still OOC...

Kori:  Your lacking description.  Doesn't your character have body language and a tone to his voice?  Does your character not have thoughts?  I'll admit a short post is nice every once-and-awhile, but doing them constantly?  Meh...

Power Level:  That would be telling, now wouldn't it?   ...Just joking with you (Kinda).  If there was a recommended power level, I would have given it in the beginning, which means this is open to all powerlevels.))

Another group of adventurers walks past you, exiting the stable as you finish dropping off your horses.  They seem to be pouring in by the dozens.  Is this foe really all that strong, or is there just a lack of adventures to be had nowadays?  Beyond the adventurers, another guild rides into the south side of town, the mark of the Longsword over a Tricorn Hat upon their Flags.  They wear the colors of Green and Gold.  That would be the Ranger's Guild.

If one would take the time the time to looks at the markings of the other guilds, one would see what the other Guilds are.  On the north side is the Mages Guild, the markings of a smoking genie's lamp, a book, and a quill upon their flag of Blue and Gold.  There is also the Archers guild, who's colors of Brown on Red can be seen on their flag which bears the Bow and Arrow.  Finally, the last guild is to the east of the town center.  The Fighter's Guild, their flag of White is accented with various other colors.  It depicts a kite shield with designs of Castles and Lions.

Oh, and I nearly forgot the Mercenary Guild, who sits on the west side of town.  Their flag is simply black with a large red X.  ...Not many people are camped on that side of town, really.  The mercs are not neccisarrily the best company.

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Serrif:

Reality-(noun) illusion caused by lack of alcohol
Beer(noun) medicine used to relive people from hallucinations

Technoguild

Sir Twain nods to himself taking in all the information, "Well first things first, I am going to go and meet with the heads of each of these guilds." he looks at the other two. "Perhaps I will find out who it is that is running this operation, there is always someone." He looks back the way Favarin went, "You can come if you like but it isn't necessary." With that he clasps his fist to his chest with a metal clank and marches off to the closest of the guilds head tent.

"Yes, you could call me a Druid.. I can handle the quarterstaff quite well, and I know a little magic.. I am also skilled an all manner of nature lore" said Mikina, looking over at Sir Twain, "But I'll think I'll pass on the meetings.. it sounds kinda boring.. I think I'll go join Favrin in the tavern tent"

With that, Mikina skips off perkily in the direction of the tavern tent.

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"Well I will coem with you, Sir Twain." Darwin wispers to his horse.  "Ok I will whistle if I need you."  He then takes off the rains and puts them in his back pack.  Darwin looks rather antsy and always moveing around as if he seems in danger.  Then walks over to Twain.  He looks around at the tents wondering what is in them and what type of people.  "Sir Twain what group should we go talk to first."  Darwin hears a snap and he spins around.  "What was that? or it was just my horse leaveing."

((Better? I put details in.))

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Favarin walks under the tentflap and up to whatever kind of counter might be established. Pulling open one of his vest pockets he extracts a small bag that jingles as he handles it. From it he produces a few gold coins, which he slides back into the pocket with his bag (to get ready to pay when it's time. He then waits for someone to offer him service.

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Curse you stumble button!

((Yes. I love teh details. ^_^ ))

[Mages Guild: Sir Twain and Darwin]
The Mages Guild happens to be the closest of the guilds, both fortunatly and unfortanatly.  On one hand, they are probably one of the most influential Guilds.  On the other hand, they are the some of the snotiest *******s about.  You enter the front 'atrium' which is nothing but a smaller tent attached to the main tent.  It has a few nice pillows and a desk with a man behind it.  Hell, the room even has a rug.

The man behind the desk carries the markings of a High Apprentice.  He looks at you through his medium length black hair with his green eyes, a glare that seems to almost say he's better then you, regardless of his mid-low ranking in his own guild.  It also carries the feelings of 'you better have a bloody appointment.'

[The Sleeping Giant: Favarin and Mikina]
The Sleeping Giant, the temporary tent inn and huge success.  Very lucrative, regardless of its less then average costs because of the numbers of people in town at the moment.  It has several tables set up with chairs, a make shift bar, and even a kitchen baking fresh food constantly behind some curtens.  The smell of the food drifts around the tent, wheting your tongue and providing you with more of an incentive to purchase from them.

There are all sorts of adventurer types about the bar, and a broken table on the other side shows that things aren't all nice in here all the time.  ...Too bad you missed the fight.

Favarin, your probably going to have to ask for service or something, as everyone seems to be giving you odd looks.  The current barkeep seems to be talking to one of the servers and pointing at you, but she just shakes her head and complains.

Mikina can see this as she walks in.  ...Of course, the looks she gets aren't exactly the greatest, either.  There are several adventurers oggling you...

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Serrif:

Reality-(noun) illusion caused by lack of alcohol
Beer(noun) medicine used to relive people from hallucinations

Technoguild

He smiles pleasantly at the mage. “Hail and well met my good man; I am Sir Navrick Twain, representative of the church of Torm.” He nods to Darwin, “We have come to discus properly defending this area, from what I can see the fortifications are sound; on the other hand the men don’t seem overly disciplined.

That is one of the reasons of my visit, I am visiting each of these tents to assist in laying out proper procedures to help the men prevent any surprise assaults on our position as well as setting up battle plans incase we are forced into conflict.” He gazes at the mage with his sharp blue eyes. “If you would be so kind would you inform your superior that I wish to speak with him?”

Mikina hops up onto one of the barstools and looks over at the bartender.
"hello? what do you have to eat in this place? I'm kinda hungry.."

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Shelna Morningflower walks into the sleeoping Giant after a long journey from her home.  She looks really famished as if it took days to reach here.  "Good barkeep, what is on the menu today?  Do you happen to have the elvish wine, Elverquist?  If not, I will take a glass of your finest wine.  I will be at that table over there."   Shelna says as she points to the table next to Favarin and Mikina.  She walks over and sits down.  She looks at Favarin and says, "What is a minotaur doing in this bar?  Sorry, not to be rude.  Let me introdue myself.  I am Shelna Morningflower, Royal Conjurer off of Evermeet (If we are in Fareun).  Are you here to help this village about there recent problems?"

 

((Qesun:  No, we're not in Fareun.  We're not in any commonly know D&D dimension.  We're in the same uncommon one in which most of our adventures fall in.  One I purposely leave very open in design so that it can fit whatever needs one's RP may have.  I'll let the city or nation or whatever of 'Evermeet' exist for the sake of story.  *stares at paragraph.*  ...wow.  No offence, Pizza, but I never expected a paragraph from you. ...looks as if Kori's going to be the only one getting lessons. ))

((Hey!!!  I can do that easily.))

Darwin looks around the tent noticeing any and all ways of exiting the tent and if any a good spot just in case he had to get into a fight, not like he would do it.  He walks up to the to Twain.  "I think I am going to go over to the bar with everyone else I am not good a closed in spots and talking to leaders about fighting."  Darwin then quickly walks out of the tent.  He then heads over to the Sleeping Giant.  He enters and walks over to Favarin and Mikinia.  "Hello again.  I am not the type to go and talk to people about strategies so I came back her to get some food and talk with you two.  Hey whos that new person over there?" Points to Shelna.  "Hello and who might you be.  Oh sorry to be rude, but I am Darwin.  It is a pleasure to meet you.  Are you here to help out also?"

 

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((Oh god, now we have a "who can describe better" contest...*slaps forehead* It's gonna be a looooong couple of pages.))

Favarin hearing Mikina's request says in the most polite tone he can, thinking to make as good an impression he can with the villagers, "Yes I'd like to know what's available too...but if they are available I'll just take a good loaf of bread and a glass of milk please." He looks to Shelna...even though he's used to it he still thinks it strange that people just walk up and ask him what he's doing, "What are you in here for? Chances are I come to a tavern and an inn for about the same reasons." He then turns to Mikina and asks, "I overheard as I was walking here that you were a druid, but you didn't sound so sure about it...May I ask why if it's not to bold of me to do so?"

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Curse you stumble button!

((OOC: You act as if that's a bad thing, Favarin ))

[Mage's Guild: Sir Twain.]
The mage behind the counter looks at Sir Twain as if Twain we're a peseant.  "...Yes, the fortifications are quite sound.  As for discipline, all mages in the Guild are quite disciplined, so that doesn't seem to be requiring attention... Oh, stragtegy!?  Hmmm... Lets see...  Whoops!  What do you know, we have ourselves covered there, too," the mage says arogantly.  "It seems we have everything covered here.  Looks like you don't need to speak with any of my superiers.  Good day to you, sir," he says, waving off Twain.  They obviously have their bases covered.  ...I'm sure you can figure out what the problem with most of the mages is probably going to be...

[The Sleeping Giant: All the others]
As the group begins to gather, the others around the room begin to relax.  They all begin to get back to what thy were doing.  Also, the Barkeep seems to have finally convinced the Waitress to go to your guys's table.  The young elven maiden (Young being early 50s for elves) comes up to the table.  "W-We've currently got chicken, tur-turkey, ham, and *gulp* b-b-beef as available meats.  We have all sorts of veg-g-gitables ranging from mixes of stewed vegitables to fryed ocra.  We h-have Wheat, Sourdough, and Softdough breads available.  We also have a very large assortment of drinks available.  Before you guys ord-der, I h-have to ask."  She closes her eyes and takes a breath.  "D-d-do you people h-have the ma-ma-means to p-pay for this?"

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Reality-(noun) illusion caused by lack of alcohol
Beer(noun) medicine used to relive people from hallucinations

Technoguild

Sir Twain retains his pleasant smile, “Good sir, I haven’t been here more than a minute yet I already see a glaring weakness in the defenses.” He fixes the mage coolly with his intelligent blue eyes; “Cooperation, you are a very poor representative of your faction if this is the way you treat someone; let alone a paladin of the True, I come here offering my services; advice and experience from countless battles fought and won and what do you do? You wave me away as if I where a child.” He frowns and shakes his head, “I have known mages and I know a bit of their practices, there are spells and rituals that need cooperation between mages to be completed or else they will bring death or worse to the participants. The same goes for an effective strategy, there must be teamwork or else countless lives will be at stake; and I will NOT allow you to jeopardize the lives of these good men and woman due to your selfish pride, now I ask you again.” His smile returns; “Summon your superior, please.”

"Heck, yeah," said Mikina, throwing some gold coins on the table,"I'll have some beef and some softdough bread. why are you acting so nervous anyway?"

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