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#17 Double post to get things going. Here's my character. Name: Dankef Age: 67 Race: Dwarf Class: Rouge Alignment: Chaotic Good Primary Weapon: Small Hand Axe Secondary Weapon(s): Daggers Appearance: 4 foot tall, and quite stout. Long red beard and hair with some of it in braids. Wears a dark colored cloak and under that leather plated armor. Background: Dankef has always been getting in trouble and left the caves he lived in long ago when he was forced out by the rest of the Dwarf town. He went off on his own for a while and picked up the trade of stealing. Despite his stout body, Dankef can be very silent and has picked up on the art of being a rouge. Despite being a rouge Dankef still enjoys finely crafted armor and weapons, strong ales, and knows his stonery well.
It's mid day in the village of Keltan. It's not quite peaceful however, the city is in lock down and has been for the past 2 days. 2 nights ago in the middle of the night an assassin tried to take the life of the head of the House Bitterleaf, one of 3 ruling houses that govern the village. Rumors are flying about in the village about who had done it.
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| | Dankef walked around the town thinking to himself. "Aye it be a strange deal I got meself into 'dis time." Dankef was thinking about how he had gotten a job to act as a spy on one of the suspicious houses that is related to the assassination attempt several nights ago. "I'm the assistant to Harlowe Keltan, my name is Sheridan." The short, only 5 foot, 4 inches human said. "I've been watching you and you seem to possess the skills we need to spy on Landon. We believe he was the one who tried to get Bitterleaf killed. We know he hates half races, and was upset when the new house of halflings was announced." "And I took 'da job too. It pays good, but I dinnae wan' t'get involved with dis town's politics. But oh well, too late, and I got nothin' t'do until dey open da gates." Dankef said as he continued to walk around the town. |
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| | While wandering about town, Talys sees the dwarf walking about town. A dwarf? Why’s he here? He follows him for a while, staying out of sight, still in depression about his desertion. (ooc:*rolls move silently and hide checks*) After pulling his head out of the raincloud above his head, he decides to talk to the dwarf. He casually walks up to him and asks what he’s doing here instead of being with his clan. |
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| | OOC: The spell list you gave me, do I know all of them or do I need to choose? Reimus Reimus is inside of his room at a local inn, sitting at a desk that has a lot of books, blank sheets of paper, and some scrolls. Reimus sighed as he looked at the amount of work he still needs to finish. ~Dang, work. I can't believe thay talked me into doing this. This is 'theirs'. I shouldn't have said yes.~ "Oh well, I still have time. I think I should go look around town first." He put his athame inside his robes and placed the staff behind him. He double-checked the doors to see if its locked and headed out. ~Now which place to go first...~ He saw the tavern and decided to 'observe' the local people. (his favorite hobby, maybe get a little bit of gossip or two) He entered and ordered a light alcoholic drink from the counter and sat at a corner where he can see the door and everyone inside. |
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"Aye? Me clan? I don t'have a clan. I'ma lone dwarf on a mission." Dankef said to the elf that began to talk to him. Hmmm methink this elf may be o' use ta me Dankef thought to himself as he started to plan. Meanwhile in the tavern after a little while of sitting down and examining the people, a man approached Reimus. He was 6 foot tall and had long brown hair. He wore a mix of plain looking armor, some leather and some chain mail. He had a shield on his back and a sword at his side. Despite having somewhat plain looking equipment his beard and hair were well kept. "I've been watching you wizard. You have a pretty good eye on you, would you be interested in a little job?" The man asked Reimus. | ||
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