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Escort Quest
~@The Irish Tree (NEP)~

"...I just...my apologies, sir Ian. Shall we continue?"Nephele Francine Megalos III

"Soooo... a Dragon. Right?"

The two continued your walk towards Ambran. Soon, you come upon an intersection and you could see that the branching path lead to a bridge that crossed over a river. The bridge, however, was broken and seemed that way for a long time. "Oh, that? That's a bridge to Varjan territories. Well, used to anyway." Ian remarked about the location. "I heard the people of Boreal Port destroyed it to prevent their previous Varjan overlords from returning."

"Ooh! Let's go and check it out!" Ian suddenly suggested. "I watched a lot of shows that people hide all sorts of things under bridges. I'll bet we could make a score with this one." Your client then bolted off towards the bridge. Being armless, he looked like a chicken running off. Since he was your escort, you were obliged to follow although he did not say anything about dragging him to the destination by force.

Unfortunately, trouble caught him first as you see a terrible monstrosity in dark armor emerge from the bridge and snatch Ian with one of its claws. "Welp, I really should've expected something like this." Your client muttered as he raised into the air by the humanoid creature. "I think he's protecting his booty." Ian added. "His treasure, I mean."

The creature was obviously a monster... if you went by ancient descriptions. You could say still it was a monster since there were monster girls like the Mind Flayer and the Shoggoth. However, you could detect that the creature did not emit Demonic Energy but rather Spirit Energy. That meant the creature was either an animal or a human being.

Perhaps your client would know but you need to save him first.

A Strange Tale 2
~@13org (FYR), @The Irish Tree (MAG)~

"Cant we... Convince her to not go? It's simply crazy for a nun to go there... Even if she wants to do something nice... That land isn't kind and its inhabitants are even less..."Freyr

"...Its obvious which one we're going to do. We're going to get her a bodyguard- A-A whole bunch even! We'll protect her if we have to."Magnus Eissenhoeff

"Well... You can try." The man replied to the two male monsters' suggestion.

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Magnus and Freyr make their way to Ambran and they did not have to actually enter the bustling town to meet the subject of their current request as she was located just at the entrance to the town. "Alms for the poor!" She cried out to the horses and wagons and people that entered and exited the neutral town.

Noticing Magnus and Freyr, the old nun immediately called them out. "Ah, oh! Sirs! Could you find it in your hearts to donate some money for the poor? Perhaps, cast a little soul to the light." She asked the two male monsters. "They are at their wits' end. And their faith has been cast aside." She continued. "All it would take is a few gold coins to get them started on the right path. So that they could see that there are those who care."

It was time for Freyr and Magnus to put on their persuasion game. However, the money the strange man gave could be given to her to get this request over with immediately.

A God Among Men
~@13org (BST)~

You could see in Joshua's face that he was not amused by your words. "Don't you think that you are the blind one? You, who wastes his time with useless knowledge and petty trivia. You, who thinks that the inner workings and the hidden secrets of this world are what's truly important when the truth lies bold before you." He coldly replied. "Power. Strength. Image. These are the things that really control the world. This is the bare truth that many turned away from. These... are the only things that are important." The Varjan King explained. "Everything else does not matter."

"Now then, you mentioned that you're interested in my sister." Joshua then switched topics. "You are a brave one. The last man who showed interest in her, she tore his face off. But it wasn't the 'interest' part that she took offense to though." He remarked. "Anyway, I do agree that she has brains. She has a knack for strategy and tactics but she sometimes gets tired of those and just charge right into battle. Results be damned."

"Do you want to meet her?" Joshua asked. "I do believe she's presiding over a trial right now. Or would you like to stay here and continue insulting me? I have to admit though, you're pretty good at it."

The Great Horizons
~@Silver Carrot (REB), @Restalaan (DIT)~

"Ditzy isn't a hob-bit, Ditzy is a hob-goblin. See, one horn is bigger than the other! And bigger than goblins too. Mama had the biggest horns too, there are other who's the same like mama but she's the biggest. What is a hob-bit? Are they like hob-goblins? Are they strong as Ditzy?"Ditzy Stoneclub

"Hobgoblin huh? So that's what Hobgoblins look like." Neil replied. "Anyway, hobbits are... err... They look like you sort of. But they're not as strong as you. They also dress more than you. They're a simple people." He explained. "But judging from your words though, I doubt they're actually real." He made a strange comment. "But hey, who knows?"

"And are you like papa? Which village you come from?"Ditzy Stoneclub

"I didn't come from a village, man. I came from a city. A city far, far away from here." Neil answered with a correction. "I'd like to go back there, you know? Just not sure how to though."

"The Centaurs, Are a tribal race. We live in small settlements largely comprised of females, with one alpha male and occasionally a second, younger male. The men fight each other over the role of alpha for a tribe. Everybody is trained to fight, as natural prey run fast on the grasslands and can hide, so we must hunt other predators to survive. we must also fight other tribes for ownership of fertile or strategic land. It is...a fulfilling, exhilarating way to live, though I do not miss it. As for your question, Ditzy, all Centaur are strong, and most are about as pretty as me. I've never thought of myself as particularly pretty."Eilidh Chiron

"I see. Looks like you guys are hardcore." Replied Neil. "Remind me not to mess with you guys. Though thinking about it, I don't think messing with anyone not human is a good idea. Although thinking about it more, messing with anybody seems to be a bad idea in general."

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The three of you reach Ambran by midday. The town was extravagant, one more boon from becoming a full-fledged city. Wagons hauled cargo to and from the city and lots of stores lined the sides of the streets. It was clear the town was some sort of trading hub. The people were mostly human though there were some who hid in hoods while others simply looked off. Neil asked for someone named Samuel Cubbage and he was pointed to an inn.

In front of the inn, there was a man with fair skin that wore typical traveler clothes and he was busy playing a quiet song with an harmonica. "Excuse me, do you know a Samuel Cubbage?" Neil asked.

"Oh dear me." The traveler stopped playing and got up, dusting himself off. "Hello there. Yes, I am indeed Samuel Cubbage." He then shook Neil's hand and then Eilidh's. "Anyway, that's the name they gave my grandpa when he arrived in Pravar." He stretched his limbs a bit. "Are-- Are you the ones from the new guild?"

"Yeah, we are." Neil answered.

"Splendid! Splendid." Samuel said. "Come, let's continue this inside."

The three of you found a table and there, Samuel shared his request. "You know, I've been out here for several weeks or... several generations, I guess. Would've made better time if it weren't my horse getting... eh." He began. "Trying to get to Boreal Port. See the ocean." He continued. "From Mormont's Coast to the Stormy Seas in three generations. I'm gonna make something for myself there. I'm gonna find... something." He paused for a moment before resuming. "But now, I am... a bit lost. So, where do I go from here?"

Let No Man Put Asunder
~@Silver Carrot (REB), @Eviledd1984 (LIL)~

"My Lady, if they are to fetch your husband, then surely we must make arrangements so that all else will be ready when they return. I do have some experience in Pravarian wedding vows, but we can discuss more inside."Rebecca St. Croix

"Ahh, you are the priest for our wedding? Good! Good." The old woman replied happily. "But uhh, please inspect the preparations without me. I don't want to be... caught off-guard when Peter arrives."

Rebecca and Lily explored the ruined church. 'Explore' being a word whose meaning was quite stretched for this situation. There really was nothing worth noting in the church ruins. The roof was gone, only a few sections of the walls were standing and there were only a couple of pews available and one of them had broken down. The podium was still there along with the floorboards but they seem about to break down at the slightest disturbance.

In fact, the floorboards beneath Lily suddenly gave way and sent her legs under the floor. However, getting out was not easy as something had caught itself up with Lily's legs and holding her down. Since it was below the floorboards, it could not be seen.

~@Restalaan (YNG), @Eviledd1984 (MAR)~

Yang and Maria reach and locate the Armadillo bar in Ambran in no time. However, there did not appear to be a 'Peter' person in the bar at all. Asking for the next lead, the musician, they were pointed to a sharp-dressed man sitting on a chair with his feet on the table. It appeared the musician was currently taking a break. Enjoying it for what it was worth even.

"You don't happen to be looking for Pete Turner, are you?" The musician replied when he was asked about a 'Peter'. "Well, my memory escapes me when not properly stimulated." He remarked as he put his hands behind his head. "But perhaps... the stimulation of one part can help stimulate the other, don't you think?" The musician asked with a sly smile, an indirect offer to bribe him.

"Or you could... run a little errand for me." The musician continued. "It's my wife. She packed her things this morning and left me. The dumb woman is still at the station waiting for the stagecoach. If you could... convince her to take me back..." He explained. "Her name's Tulip."

~@ShwiggityShwah~

”Ahem.  Yes, yes I hope you can. I’m a researcher by trade.  I am on an expedition to observe and catalog human and monster cultures so that in the future we can have a better future together.  If you can, I’d like to be able to see some human or monster or both engaging in a professional partnership.  Seeing how they work with each other and engage in the group dynamics of their relationship would be incredibly beneficial to my research.  There aren’t that many examples I could find, even in other monster friendly countries.  Do you have anything like that?”Ozzy Skyway

"That's weird. Humans should be all over the place in monster-friendly places and in Demon Realms. Or at least there for all matters considered." The orange-haired man replied. "Human men are essential to monsters after all since they are needed to reproduce."

"Anyway, I suppose this place can help." He continued. "This guild houses both humans and monsters and they work to accomplish requests posted on the request board. Sure a few tend to work alone but most of the time they work together on one request." The man explained. "Although, if you insist in observing our day-to-day life, you are allowed to do so but that would mean you're going to be staying here which means you must either pay for the room or contribute to the guild. You got that?"

"Oh, I'm Bart by the way. Bartholomew Barker. The master of The Guild." The orange-haired man introduced himself. "And you are?"

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