**Ahead they were nearing an enclave of tents and wagons, smoke rising from the center and the scent of food on the air. A few of Bakal's people stood around the perimeter of the camp, keeping watch.**
Bakal - So where are you all from. Can't say I place some of your races.
Sorry for not posting last two days. Mothers birthday and other family stuff has kept me busy. Will post alittle now, go to sleep, and post more tomorrow.
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Diablis - No, nothing historical, in conversation with someone resently. Had to have been in Ash. I came up to the city, talked with some people waiting on carriages near the city, went to the merc bar. Maybe the cleric knight, or that kid, strange ex-peacekeeper...
**They found four potion vials, two ICDs, a golden key, a ebon and purple amulet, two thin bladed throwing daggers with dark stained wood hilts, silver tinted spectacles.**
**Their path took them southeast, the ground rising up and descending sharping. They found themselves crossing a deep, dried out riverbed when a louder, more feral version of the howling started up to the east.**
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Diablis - Maybe, I can't be sure.
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**Ahead they were nearing an enclave of tents and wagons, smoke rising from the center and the scent of food on the air. A few of Bakal's people stood around the perimeter of the camp, keeping watch.**
Bakal - So where are you all from. Can't say I place some of your races.
**Esmina turned her attention to Golan.**
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Diablis - No, nothing historical, in conversation with someone resently. Had to have been in Ash. I came up to the city, talked with some people waiting on carriages near the city, went to the merc bar. Maybe the cleric knight, or that kid, strange ex-peacekeeper...
**Ryot started back, limping slightly.**
Wadsworth - May I help you?
**Calben's expression soured slightly.**
Calben - Maybe you did a bit too well. Here is your gold, and here, you each get an extra marker of guild credit.