Sam heads to the bar drops a few coins and then begins to head upstairs. He motions for you to follow. As you continue upstairs you begin to hear what sounds like argueing.
Voices: Its all your fault this happened. I will report to my superious and they will make sure you are repermanded. ...... But I am not sure my friend if that is the best choice. My employers are powerful people and they beleive this is his fault......My fault its his fault.
More arguing continues on. Sam stops in front of a door and knocks. The voices stop. Sam opens the door and gestures for you to go in.
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"Pleased to meet you. My name is Dodaer," he replied, face still shrouded by the darkness of his hood. Introductions always made Dodaer feel uncomfortable. You never know when that person will be your next target. "So, by the sound of all this argueing, I suppose this won't be a cake walk, eh?"
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In the room there are three different figures. Each bear a different guild sign. The first one you notice is a large minotaur with the firey boros fist on his red and white armor. To its left is a human bearing the symbol of the Azorious Senate. He is a very regal looking figure. The last member of the group is a vedalkin wearing the outfit of a lawyer... an Orzov lawyer. Quite the interesting group. The Azorious is the first to address you.
Azorious: So its about time Sam got us some help. Now we can do more than just bicker about who's fault all of this is. Mainly it being his (points to the Boros member).
Boros: My fault. My fault it was his fault all of this happened. I was just doing my job and all of a sudden Mr. High and mighty over there decided that it was his duty to question my captive.
Orzov: I was only doing as my guild requested. This wouldn't have been any problem had he (points to the Azorius) not been so thick headed and relased the bindeing spell. But no matter you two are here for a reason and that reason is to bring back our lost convict. What details can we supply you with that will help on your mission.
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Boros: Well I suppose I can help with that as the convict was my job initially. I was contracted by my guild for a rutine pickup. I was ordered to take the convict to the Azorious for procecuting and final judgement. Everything seemed to be going fine untill he showed up to complicate things. Evidently this particual convict was of great interest to the Orzhov. How about you explain.
Orzov: Certaintly. The escapee in question is wanted on multiple counts of failure to pay fines, grand theft, battery, and breaking of a contract. So I had been dispached to see that his trial was hadled efficiently and in such a way that he recieved maximum punishment by the hands of the Orzhov. So meeting up with our friend here I inteded to help with the dealing of the escapee.
Boros: So with the help which by the way was never needed we continued to get him to the court all the way he was being asked questions about some gems or something. Its near the court that things got complicated. The Azorius I suppose decided that this whole ordeal was being misproperly handled and send his to make sure the law was upheld in such a way that pleased the guild. Still his way of handling it was what allowed the convict to escape. So do you want to tell of your blunder or will I.
Azorious: It was no blunder I was only following protical. I arrived at the scene and made to check the prisioners bindings. Just as I was about to reactivate them with the proper judicial bindings the convict threw something into my face. Blinded I of course quickly finished the spell only to find that it had struck the incorrect target.
Orzov: Incorrect target is correct. You struck me you fool. Casting spells like no one else is around is uncalled for. Be lucky I don't persue this matter in court. Anyway the large officer here attempted to apprehend the escapee everything else possible went wrong. A Rakdos rabbler stired up a large flame and then we found ourselves dealing with two issues instead of one. In the panic that followed the escapee got away. Is that sufficient of a desciption of what happened.
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"That...would be very sufficient." Dodaer replied, rerunning the course of events through his head. "Ok, so do you know where he went?" Then something clicked in his mind. Oh right manners. "Oh, forgive my ignorance. My name is Dodaer and this is Sylver."
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Boros: Well we have an idea but you will have to go through some low life scum to get to him. If we weren't so busy fighting I suppose this would have been easier but we now have to run cover to make sure this doesn't leak. Its not every day a criminal is on the loose.
Azorious: Now we do want you to return him back alive if you can. I hate dealing with spirits in court they always seem to slip though the rules so if you can do something I would be appreciative.
Orzov: But you two make sure not to underestimate your quarry. He is clever and he might be more dangerous than you thought. Oh and I suspect you will require a reward for all of this. Well that will be handled depending on how things go.
In your minds you can feel something but the feeling lasts only a second. It makes you shiver.
Boros: Now you will need to head out of the city to the town of Dale. Its a good distance away but you should be ok. The town is as corrupt as it is large so keep on your toes there. Thats the best info we have.
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As Dodaer listened intently and gathered information, he couldn't help but wonder how far away the criminal was with all the time he had from all the fighting the guild members were doing. He better not be one of the Rakdos, thought Dodaer as he reflected on his past targets. They never did die easily.
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Orzov: Oh he isn't Rakdos as far as we know. But his magic is as unpredictable as theirs so just be aware. Now you had best set out soon. Who knows what type of help he will find in Dale.
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Boros: His name is Seven. As for his appearance he is a midsized human male. He tends to be dressed rather plainly and should still have his cuffs on at least one hand. Oh and he has a series of tatoos one of each color of mana along with a 7. Hope that helps.
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Azorious: Dale isn't that type of place. While you are there I recommend you don't talk about your business to anyone. It could spell ill fate if you do.
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As you both exit the Tavern and make for the city gate you feel a pull in your minds almost willing you towards an alley way. Soon the urge becomes impossible to resist and thus you are drawn over there. It seems to be empty at first but then a breeze of wind can be felt and all at once if front of you stands a heavily bandaged figure that wasn't there before.
?: Greetings I am glad you have arrived I thought those three would never leave you to me.
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? Who I am doesn't matter its who I represent. You have been commissioned to search for Seven no? Well who I represent is also interested in him also. But in a different way. There are secrets that need to be stopped and things that shouldn't ever reach the light of day. So the offer is this. Kill Seven and bring us his left hand. In the mean time tell the others that he has escaped and we will take care of the rest. If you do that we will reward you with more than they could offer you. Consider this offer wisely as if you choose to not work with us I recommend you continue to watch over your shoulder as you never know where something might befall you. Now I must go.
With that the figure disintegrates into a mass of rags. Evidently the messenger was only there to convey an offer.
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Hmm...tempting offer. I do usually work for the highest bidder... And those three did say they could still deal with a spirit even if it would take more work... Plus I probably don't want to make enemies with whoever that figure worked for... Dodaer pondered for a bit, his hidden face changing from a sinister grin to a quizical look. But something doesn't seem right...
Dodaer had made his decision. "Don't worry. The job was to bring the convict back alive and I shall follow those orders," he replied. Hopefully I won't break this promise when the time comes.
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You exit the city and begin to make your way twoards Dale. The path you travel on seems to have been worn by the passage of many travelers heading this way. As you continue on you pass across a vast plains. Its majesty is only trumped by a small pride of lions you notice resting in the distance. Eventually night begins to fall and things grow dark. The last beams of light streak accross the horizon as you barely begin to see what appears to be a small cabin in the distance.
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Dodaer, nearly invisible in the near darkness of the coming night with his black robe and hidden face, ran through many thoughts in his head as he spotted what appeared to be a cabin.
A cabin... I wonder what's inside... Seven could be hiding there or there could be someone there that knows something about Seven... Then again, there could also be someone there that will try to kill us inside...
"We should go investigate that cabin," Dodaer told Sylver.
As you draw closer you can hear the faint sound of uplifting music and singing. You can also see a rather large bonfire. Evidently someone is having a party or sorts.
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Voices: Its all your fault this happened. I will report to my superious and they will make sure you are repermanded. ...... But I am not sure my friend if that is the best choice. My employers are powerful people and they beleive this is his fault......My fault its his fault.
More arguing continues on. Sam stops in front of a door and knocks. The voices stop. Sam opens the door and gestures for you to go in.
Azorious: So its about time Sam got us some help. Now we can do more than just bicker about who's fault all of this is. Mainly it being his (points to the Boros member).
Boros: My fault. My fault it was his fault all of this happened. I was just doing my job and all of a sudden Mr. High and mighty over there decided that it was his duty to question my captive.
Orzov: I was only doing as my guild requested. This wouldn't have been any problem had he (points to the Azorius) not been so thick headed and relased the bindeing spell. But no matter you two are here for a reason and that reason is to bring back our lost convict. What details can we supply you with that will help on your mission.
Orzov: Certaintly. The escapee in question is wanted on multiple counts of failure to pay fines, grand theft, battery, and breaking of a contract. So I had been dispached to see that his trial was hadled efficiently and in such a way that he recieved maximum punishment by the hands of the Orzhov. So meeting up with our friend here I inteded to help with the dealing of the escapee.
Boros: So with the help which by the way was never needed we continued to get him to the court all the way he was being asked questions about some gems or something. Its near the court that things got complicated. The Azorius I suppose decided that this whole ordeal was being misproperly handled and send his to make sure the law was upheld in such a way that pleased the guild. Still his way of handling it was what allowed the convict to escape. So do you want to tell of your blunder or will I.
Azorious: It was no blunder I was only following protical. I arrived at the scene and made to check the prisioners bindings. Just as I was about to reactivate them with the proper judicial bindings the convict threw something into my face. Blinded I of course quickly finished the spell only to find that it had struck the incorrect target.
Orzov: Incorrect target is correct. You struck me you fool. Casting spells like no one else is around is uncalled for. Be lucky I don't persue this matter in court. Anyway the large officer here attempted to apprehend the escapee everything else possible went wrong. A Rakdos rabbler stired up a large flame and then we found ourselves dealing with two issues instead of one. In the panic that followed the escapee got away. Is that sufficient of a desciption of what happened.
Azorious: Now we do want you to return him back alive if you can. I hate dealing with spirits in court they always seem to slip though the rules so if you can do something I would be appreciative.
Orzov: But you two make sure not to underestimate your quarry. He is clever and he might be more dangerous than you thought. Oh and I suspect you will require a reward for all of this. Well that will be handled depending on how things go.
In your minds you can feel something but the feeling lasts only a second. It makes you shiver.
Boros: Now you will need to head out of the city to the town of Dale. Its a good distance away but you should be ok. The town is as corrupt as it is large so keep on your toes there. Thats the best info we have.
He better not be one of the Rakdos, thought Dodaer as he reflected on his past targets. They never did die easily.
?: Greetings I am glad you have arrived I thought those three would never leave you to me.
With that the figure disintegrates into a mass of rags. Evidently the messenger was only there to convey an offer.
Dodaer had made his decision. "Don't worry. The job was to bring the convict back alive and I shall follow those orders," he replied. Hopefully I won't break this promise when the time comes.
A cabin... I wonder what's inside... Seven could be hiding there or there could be someone there that knows something about Seven... Then again, there could also be someone there that will try to kill us inside...
"We should go investigate that cabin," Dodaer told Sylver.