Aramil stepped into the bank and headed over to one of the tellers. Dropping a rather heavy purse on the counter, Aramil said, "Savings. New account please."
"Very well, please fill out this contract and imbue it with your mana for security purposes." said the teller.
Aramil quickly scanned the papers, you can never be too careful with Orzhov, and quickly filled in the many blanks. he then drew some blue and black mana to himself and imbued the contract with it.
"Thank you, sir" replied the clerk as he deposited the gold into one of their many safes. "Have a good day."
Aramil nodded to the teller, turned, and left the way he came.
Somewhere in the Blind Eternities, there was an audible click as two alternative realities merged seamlessly together.
David entered Greel's place and walked to the nearest available teller. "Excuse me, but I would like to make an account and a deposit." His request was followed by a friendly smile to the teller.
"Very well, please fill out this contract and imbue it with your mana for security purposes." spoke the gaunt clerk not returning the smile. Always an air of business, and death, about the clerk.
A quick read of the contract indicated standard clauses and interest that the account would be earning while any gold was entrusted with Greel's. The gaunt clerk looked up at David asking, "How much will you be leaving with us today?"
"50 Gold." David said while filling out the forms. Following the instructions, he looked straight into the clerk's eyes to use his way of tapping into mana: emotions. Unfortunately he could tell the clerk had little rage left and no passion that doesn't involve money or souls. Shrugging he concentrated for the nearest emotional leyline that he can link himself to that followed the teachings of red mana. He was in luck as a feint one which was all he needed appeared. Aligning his own leyline of emotion towards it he imbued the contract with his tie and finished up by putting the right amount of gold on the table.
Nah I'm going to head off on the quest. I doubt I can get anything decent for 25 gold that will be helpful.
"Alright then. Pleasure doing business with you." David walked away giving a feint wave to the clerk. He had his mission to get on to and wanted to get started as soon as possible.
Vorin walked into Greel's bank. He had accumulating a good amount of gold since leaving the forests, and he wanted to keep it somewhere safe. He had no intention of spending it yet. He handed one of Greel's agents his 82 gold and opened an account. Satisfied he began to walk out.
He felt a clear evil presence in this place, and felt some strange guilt about using the bank, but he ignored it for now, hoping his money would be safe...Something about this place made Vorin want to burn it down.
Talnin shakes his head vigorously, still not used to what is only his second experience travelling from one plane to another. The prompt mental invasion by Greel didn't help, either.
"Greel? ....Uldran?" Talnin says a little groggily.
The surreality of being back in Greel's office when he had been in a cave in front of an angry Akki shaman and his clan just moments ago left Talnin somewhat dazed.
"Look Greel," Talnin says as he collects his payment with one hand and massages his head with the other, "I'm not sure if I should be thanking you for yanking us back when you did, or mad because...wait --House Shimia??" Talnin exclaims, suddenly becoming more enlivened.
"Good luck with your adventures," Talnin says to Uldran as he gets up from his chair "with the way things sound out there, I wouldn't be surprised if we saw each other again real soon."
With that, Talnin exits Greels and starts to make his way towards House Shimia.
"Very well, please fill out this contract and imbue it with your mana for security purposes." said the teller.
Aramil quickly scanned the papers, you can never be too careful with Orzhov, and quickly filled in the many blanks. he then drew some blue and black mana to himself and imbued the contract with it.
"Thank you, sir" replied the clerk as he deposited the gold into one of their many safes. "Have a good day."
Aramil nodded to the teller, turned, and left the way he came.
Somewhere in the Blind Eternities, there was an audible click as two alternative realities merged seamlessly together.
There was once [The Pack], but no more.
A quick read of the contract indicated standard clauses and interest that the account would be earning while any gold was entrusted with Greel's. The gaunt clerk looked up at David asking, "How much will you be leaving with us today?"
"Do you need me to do anything else?"
edit: followed advice.
There was once [The Pack], but no more.
"Alright then. Pleasure doing business with you." David walked away giving a feint wave to the clerk. He had his mission to get on to and wanted to get started as soon as possible.
There was once [The Pack], but no more.
There was once [The Pack], but no more.
"I need to see Greel, it's very important..."
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He felt a clear evil presence in this place, and felt some strange guilt about using the bank, but he ignored it for now, hoping his money would be safe...Something about this place made Vorin want to burn it down.
"Greel? ....Uldran?" Talnin says a little groggily.
The surreality of being back in Greel's office when he had been in a cave in front of an angry Akki shaman and his clan just moments ago left Talnin somewhat dazed.
"Look Greel," Talnin says as he collects his payment with one hand and massages his head with the other, "I'm not sure if I should be thanking you for yanking us back when you did, or mad because...wait --House Shimia??" Talnin exclaims, suddenly becoming more enlivened.
"What is going on, Greel??"
"The problem is: we do not know what's going on ourselves. That is why I have recalled you."
"Well, what can I do to help?"
"Good luck with your adventures," Talnin says to Uldran as he gets up from his chair "with the way things sound out there, I wouldn't be surprised if we saw each other again real soon."
With that, Talnin exits Greels and starts to make his way towards House Shimia.
Yay!!! Mirrodin is back!!! it will be a great year
I apologize about how I write (I mean my grammar and orthography)
Yay!!! Mirrodin is back!!! it will be a great year
I apologize about how I write (I mean my grammar and orthography)
House Shimia has been destroyed. Start investigating, and when the problem's resolved, then we'll talk.
Yay!!! Mirrodin is back!!! it will be a great year
I apologize about how I write (I mean my grammar and orthography)