Difference between revisions of "Recruitment Letter"
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== The Courier == | == The Courier == | ||
| − | The courier's approach toward you is unmistakable; a wild-eyed dwarf, fumbling with nearly a dozen rolls of | + | The courier's approach toward you is unmistakable; a wild-eyed dwarf, fumbling with nearly a dozen rolls of vellum, his gaze locked clearly in your direction. |
| − | You scarcely have time to notice the [[Royal Badge of Mirabar]] on his breastplate before he violently slams | + | You scarcely have time to notice the [[Royal Badge of Mirabar]] on his breastplate before he violently slams down a document, his black-oiled beard a foot from your face. He smells strongly of mead. |
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| + | Glaring intently, he stabs your chest twice with a gloved finger, and nods his head toward the parchment. It's clearly a bounty. | ||
<br clear=all> | <br clear=all> | ||
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[[File:Koboldbounty.jpg|left|500px|thumb|The courier's bounty]] | [[File:Koboldbounty.jpg|left|500px|thumb|The courier's bounty]] | ||
<br clear=all> | <br clear=all> | ||
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The bounty smells strongly of mead. | The bounty smells strongly of mead. | ||
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| + | As your gaze returns to the dwarf's unblinking stare, he slowly unrolls a second page and slides it toward you. It's clearly a map. | ||
<br clear=all> | <br clear=all> | ||
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[[File:Respiteregion.jpg|left|500px|thumb|The courier's map]] | [[File:Respiteregion.jpg|left|500px|thumb|The courier's map]] | ||
<br clear=all> | <br clear=all> | ||
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The map smells strongly of mead. | The map smells strongly of mead. | ||
Revision as of 14:10, 18 June 2013
The Courier
The courier's approach toward you is unmistakable; a wild-eyed dwarf, fumbling with nearly a dozen rolls of vellum, his gaze locked clearly in your direction.
You scarcely have time to notice the Royal Badge of Mirabar on his breastplate before he violently slams down a document, his black-oiled beard a foot from your face. He smells strongly of mead.
Glaring intently, he stabs your chest twice with a gloved finger, and nods his head toward the parchment. It's clearly a bounty.
The bounty smells strongly of mead.
As your gaze returns to the dwarf's unblinking stare, he slowly unrolls a second page and slides it toward you. It's clearly a map.
The map smells strongly of mead.
