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The Warren

No not really just nothing to op . And if it is op put limits on it. And yes I know that is a oxymoron. There are guild master openings to if your interested .

The Warren

However you don't need to know them to play just what gave me the idea. And yes feel free to join just post a cs

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ChadsWorth The Thrid said
I have no idea Where to start. HELP!

Well post a cs and we will go from there.

SaekoGami said
I may join this if I'm allowed :D, just wondering, is this based off the Warrens in Skyrim?

No the base of the warren is from Brent weeks night. Angel with a bit of ravnica the city of guilds

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Just than the door to the tavern burst open showing Tavar dressed as Kyle when he was doing business mottled gray cloth shirt and pants that was backed with steel plate. A wide leather belt that hung four daggers, and a short sword. He mimicked Kyle's predatory walk and liquid grace so easily it was unsettling. Even though Tavar had none of Kyle's mastery of the weapons that hung at his belt. though what caught the eye most was the shimmer steel mask that looked like a demon's head. He even used Kyle's other mannerisms and voice . "Well looks like a lost fox has found his way into the wolves den. Can i help you ? " Tavar's voice was smooth and sure like that of one of the aristocrats.

Tavar thought and sent a message to Kyle 'should we stab him and throw him off the docks ? '

Kyle kept a blank face as he thought back 'no i don't know this man named Silver. though i would like to know what he did to piss someone off so much they would want to capture him.' Kyle and Tavar both knew the only reason someone would go to the trouble of capture was for extended torture especially in a place like the Warren.

Kyle spoke aloud " Hey if you want you might want to try the Thieves highway it's one of the fastest ways to get around the city " Kyle baited him with this information if he was local he would know what Kyle was saying, The thieves highway was the term used for the roof tops of the Warren where if one was agile enough they could run from roof top to roof top avoiding guards and checkpoint along with not having to bother with the network of alleyways and streets that made up this cramped part of the city.

HOGWARTS: THE CURSED CHILD

Paul watched the disturbance of the person screaming how they did not do anything. Paul felt contempt building up inside him, People who failed to react in a crisis always pissed him off. Do to the fact that there deer in the headlights look and always seemed to get in the way. 'Sock they must be in sock' Paul thought to himself sipping his butter beer. He calmed as he thought of the world at large and how most people never had to deal with a crisis in there life. Where he unlike most people had been exposed to it far to much. He also knew how mean people could be both muggles and wizards alike.

Paul shrugged it off it was not his problem. and comforting people was not really something he was ever really good at. So he stayed in his corner sipping his butter beer his red and black locks falling in front of his face as he scrutinized the table as if it had the answers to the universe. Stubbing out his now smoldering cigarette he stood getting ready to order another butter beer. Paul had already done all the shopping he need to do . All he had to do now wait tell he could get to kings cross .His black pants had chains going down the sides and the clinked at rattled as he made his way to the bar. Paul's black t-shirt he wore under his school robes had the saying 'born to burn' in white across his chest. The inside of his school robes where a deep crimson that all but perfectly matched his hair. Laying down his money Paul got a fresh butter beer and raised it to his lips observing the bar. Waiting to see what would happen next.

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Kyle sighed as he watched a man barge into the bar. Kyle waved to the door man so the man would not get a bolt in the back. He raised his voice so it carried across the bar. "Everyone out now !" Kyle barked and the tavern cleared out like the place was on fire. A lot of the guild respected Kyle, leaned into Tavar the barkeep and said "summon the master" It was code for him to dressed up like Kyle on a job. Tavar was telepathic so it would match up and he knew exactly how Kyle would react and what to say.

Kyle looked at the masked man "You must be some kind of idiot, walking in to a guild bar and trying to kill one of his members. Granted if you where to take a shot i would not stop you. This is neutral ground and if i where to respond here i would lose my tender with the Guild. However If you where to attack it would start a war . I am not saying you should not do it. But i would encourage you to think about what you are starting here." Kyle lifted his tanker to his lips as he spoke. He had a dagger up his sleeve he was ready to drop into his hand if things where to go sideways. Shivers eyed the man a poison throwing dart between his index finger and middle ready to throw. Shivers gift was he was impervious to poison and venom.

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Yes he is accepted

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Yes you may, the more the marryer. Just put up a cs to be approved

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Yes it is Approved, Wish i had the html for a big rubber stamp that said so.

point of reference there are openings for other guild heads.

HOGWARTS: THE CURSED CHILD

Paul nodded his agreement at the man's words but left the vile where it sat. He walked out of the door letting out a whistle, Rasmussen landed on his head peaking down he chirped and nuzzled Paul's cheek. "Okay calm down i am fine just a bit of a disturbance." With that Paul made his way down to the leaky caulderon. And ordered a butter beer from the barkeep. He sat in the back and lit up a muggle cigarette. And sighed out a cloud of smoke Rasmussen fallowed his lead and exhaled a cloud of smoke himself. Crawling down his arm. The small fire lizard grabbed Paul's butter beer ant tilted it back lapping up some of the butter beer. Than set it back and curled up on the table. Paul smiled at his long time friend.