**Two very different, but very attractive ladies approached the King of Adventure: One was pure sin; all skin and black leather, leaving very little to the imagination, she was, of all the things, riding a white unicorn bareback... The other walked with a gait as smooth as silk, two curved blades resting at her waist, although a darkness seemed to walk with her too.**
**After stabling Prick, Annerire found the coach house proper to be a welcoming sight after her long ride from the coast. Greatfully, she found a seat and sat down with a loping ease. Crossing her legs ostentatiously, she pulled out a rolled cigarette and went to put it to her mouth...**
Nerie - What's a girl gotta do ta get a drink 'round here?
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**Kiku, who had arrived shortly before Annerire, eyed the girl with a clear look of distaste. Shaking her head, she asked after this Hiram.**
Christov looked over at C.T. "I do not plan on engaging such a foe on my own, I would gladly take your assistance if you are offering it, and I would like to wait for another to join us as well."
Vilhjalmr walked up to the bar and got Mireille's attention with a friendly wave.
Vilhjalmr - Hello Ma'am, it is very nice to meet you. My name is Vilhjalmr Liulfr. Would you happen to know which of the men here is named Hiram Hughes?
Talbot looks around the King of Adventure and decides that it would probably a bad place to get himself into trouble. He exits the building, stands outside, and reads his newest spell scroll, adding its knowledge to his own.
Vilhjalmr walked over to the the well dressed man.
Vilhjalmr - I have been told you are Hiram Hughes. My name is Vilhjalmr Liulfr, it is good to meet you. I read that you are looking for warriors and soldiers?
**Kikumi had followed shortly after Vihjalmr, her step a whisker above a whisper. She spoke suddenly, right after Hughes, hands topping the hilts of her swords.**
Kiku - Oh? I hope it is in the sense of a once and a life time variety?
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**Taking her unlit smoke down, Nerie ogled Mireille considerably, pondering, all the while a finger on her lips in serious thought.**
Nerie - Oh dear! And what particular sort of coat do you wear, kitten?
Hughes - "Oh, hardly that. But it is an opportunity."
**The man spread his hands out over the table.**
Hughes - "I am the current games-master of The Run. I'm sure you haven't heard of it. It's, how shall we say...an obstacle course of sorts. For adventurers."
**The man cocked his fingers approvingly towards Kiku.**
Hughes - "Exactly. In essence, The Run is a challenge designed to allow up and coming adventurers a chance to display their talents to various city officials, guild high ups, independent contractors, so on so forth."
Vilhjalmr - An obstacle course. Could you tell us whether we'd only be facing the trials of the course, or if we'd be rivals against all of the others involved in The Run?
Arl decides she may as well go with the flow and lets herself be directed towards the peacekeeper, joining back up with Colt and Cee as they approach him.
Arl - Is anyone currently after Lord Aloysius Lautremont? What's going on with him anyway?
Hughes - "You wouldn't be fighting other adventurers, no, but there tend to be bonuses for Runners who distinguish themselves."
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Peacekeeper - "That lunatic. He's been having his servants cozy up to people who seem interesting. Adventurers, writers, in one case a very nice looking statue. Then he has them brought to his private estate, where he hunts and kills them."
**Kikumi nodded her approval. She had been spoiling for a bit of competition since arriving, nothing had really inspired her to compose any new pieces in awhile, not since the night she left Antonia and her crew, before they pulled into the Elexian port to bid her farewell. Castillo had commanded her to adventure to her heart's content, but after long, she was to return to him at the end. She wasn't quite sure what he meant yet.**
Kiku - Aye, a bit of notoriety is exactly what I'm looking for.
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Nerie - And oh, a Dragon's Milk, good lady, if you please? A little sustenance would go a long way.
**She had used the brief interim to light her petite cigarillo, and she languorously let out a wafting cloud of gray smoke.**
**A table in the back stuffed to near collapse with rather rough looking mercenaries exploded in laughter at some joke, beer sloshing everywhere as they pounded the table uproariously. The merc at the center of it all shook her head frantically and waved her hand at the others as she laughed, choked, and admonished them all at the same time around a swallow of beer that was doing its best to end her.**
Makeda - "You bastards; it's coming out of my nose!"
A well dressed man with silver hair and a very cool bow tie entered the King of Adventure. He was carrying two sheets of paper, one was a bounty listing, the other he took up to crowd of mercenaries.
He walked up amidst the uproarious laughter and placed the sheet on the table. It was a detailed list of the company's track record, including the number of men that died in service.
**After stabling Prick, Annerire found the coach house proper to be a welcoming sight after her long ride from the coast. Greatfully, she found a seat and sat down with a loping ease. Crossing her legs ostentatiously, she pulled out a rolled cigarette and went to put it to her mouth...**
Nerie - What's a girl gotta do ta get a drink 'round here?
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**Kiku, who had arrived shortly before Annerire, eyed the girl with a clear look of distaste. Shaking her head, she asked after this Hiram.**
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
Go ahead and run, you'll only die tired.
Those who might never meet are pooled together
Vi - Apollo - Armory - Sokai - Kylar - Gerr - CT -Dmitri
Amaya - Lilith - Lazarus - Yoko the Fox - Eli
Assume Nothing."
Vilhjalmr - Hello Ma'am, it is very nice to meet you. My name is Vilhjalmr Liulfr. Would you happen to know which of the men here is named Hiram Hughes?
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Talbot looks around the King of Adventure and decides that it would probably a bad place to get himself into trouble. He exits the building, stands outside, and reads his newest spell scroll, adding its knowledge to his own.
Come on and check it out. You know you want to.
Nervada - 98% fat free, high in fiber.
Eizen - Collected
Yack - Walking
Miko Wydberg
Tanya
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**Mireille glanced at Nerie.**
Mireille - "What can I get you?"
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**Arl and Cee were directed to the Peacekeeper's station.**
Vilhjalmr - I have been told you are Hiram Hughes. My name is Vilhjalmr Liulfr, it is good to meet you. I read that you are looking for warriors and soldiers?
Come on and check it out. You know you want to.
Hughes - "In a sense. In another sense, I'm here to offer an opportunity to warriors and soldiers."
Kiku - Oh? I hope it is in the sense of a once and a life time variety?
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**Taking her unlit smoke down, Nerie ogled Mireille considerably, pondering, all the while a finger on her lips in serious thought.**
Nerie - Oh dear! And what particular sort of coat do you wear, kitten?
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
**The man spread his hands out over the table.**
Hughes - "I am the current games-master of The Run. I'm sure you haven't heard of it. It's, how shall we say...an obstacle course of sorts. For adventurers."
Kiku - How is it you mainlanders put it, 'when opportunity knocks, you open the door?'
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
Hughes - "Exactly. In essence, The Run is a challenge designed to allow up and coming adventurers a chance to display their talents to various city officials, guild high ups, independent contractors, so on so forth."
Come on and check it out. You know you want to.
Arl decides she may as well go with the flow and lets herself be directed towards the peacekeeper, joining back up with Colt and Cee as they approach him.
Arl - Is anyone currently after Lord Aloysius Lautremont? What's going on with him anyway?
Nervada - 98% fat free, high in fiber.
Eizen - Collected
Yack - Walking
Miko Wydberg
Tanya
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Peacekeeper - "That lunatic. He's been having his servants cozy up to people who seem interesting. Adventurers, writers, in one case a very nice looking statue. Then he has them brought to his private estate, where he hunts and kills them."
Vi - Apollo - Armory - Sokai - Kylar - Gerr - CT -Dmitri
Amaya - Lilith - Lazarus - Yoko the Fox - Eli
Assume Nothing."
Come on and check it out. You know you want to.
Kiku - Aye, a bit of notoriety is exactly what I'm looking for.
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Nerie - And oh, a Dragon's Milk, good lady, if you please? A little sustenance would go a long way.
**She had used the brief interim to light her petite cigarillo, and she languorously let out a wafting cloud of gray smoke.**
To live is to hope, and while we breathe, we hope and live.
**A table in the back stuffed to near collapse with rather rough looking mercenaries exploded in laughter at some joke, beer sloshing everywhere as they pounded the table uproariously. The merc at the center of it all shook her head frantically and waved her hand at the others as she laughed, choked, and admonished them all at the same time around a swallow of beer that was doing its best to end her.**
Makeda - "You bastards; it's coming out of my nose!"
He walked up amidst the uproarious laughter and placed the sheet on the table. It was a detailed list of the company's track record, including the number of men that died in service.
Vivian- Is this you lot?
Makeda - "That's us alright."
Makeda - "Then step into my office."
**She raised a booted foot and casually pushed the mercenary next to her out of his chair to the roaring laughter of her fellow warriors.**
Makeda - "Take a seat. Name's Makeda Lupin."
Vivian- Vivian deBourgh.