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Extension to the WAIT order:
Wait until the character has at least of the specified
*** SHIPBUILDING IN DRASSA ***
GREETINGS! Drassa, being an ocean port, has much call for outgoing ships, but there seems to be a dearth of good shipbuilders. Well, if you wish to hire someone to build you a ship, I am your man! I have willing workers, and the time to spare. For the cost of materials plus a small percentage, I will build you a ship in the shortest time possible. (I don't know how long it takes to build a ship, but if I have the materials, I have the skill, and we'll find out.) The total cost of one ship will be 3000 gold. Contact Gabriel Synthon (email@example.com) if you are interested.
Grunt! Clang! Swish! Swish! Grunt! Thud! Swish!
He finally stopped his constant hacking at the distorted effigy of a human opponent, and wiped the sweat off his brow in growing frustration. "When, when, WHEN! Will this never end? ...Train, train, train, study, study, study... Is there nothing else to this life? Week after week, month after month, nothing but studying. Fie! The gods have CERTAINLY made time too slow for MY taste." He holds his sword up, rotating it, catching the sun's reflection gleaming off its metallic surface into his eyes. He stares at it until green spots start appearing in this vision.
Without warning, he flings his sword onto a rooftop. It slides down the thatched hay and clangs to the ground. Irritated, his kicks up the brown dirt with his worn shoe. "Months and months I have spent with that accursed sword! For what? ...I have barely anything to show for it. Oh sure! They all tell me, `all YOU have to do is TRAIN hard so you can BE one of the great warriors TOO.' Bah! ...Hellrot! Where is the excitement, the danger? ...Where is the adventure? The hideous creatures? The piles of sweet gold? ...Where are the heroic quests I've dreamt of? ...These stifling towns... Despise them..."
He claws his hands with rigid tension and stretches them to the sky. He lifts his head and shouts, "YE GODS! I DEMAND ADVENTURE! DO YOU HAVE NOTHING FOR A SINGLE MAN TO DO!? SEND ME YOUR GREATEST SINGLE DEMON! I CHALLENGE YOU! I DEFY YOU! DO YOU HEAR MEEEEEEEE!??!!"
He freezes, staring up at the bright sun, waiting. Clouds slowly drift by. His energy is spent. He looks down, tired. He slowly picks up his sword, looks down at it in his hands.
Grunt! Clang! Swish! Swish! Grunt! Thud! Swish!
Kn B8 - C6
For the first time in longer than any could remember, the Mage was happy. Very happy, those long talks with the captains of the vessels, and hikes to the top of Mt Minor had at last paid off, now, now He had POWER over the elements. With a happy shrug He throught about trying His new won powers out. No, He would conserve His strength. With a sigh He turned back to his books.
Outside the mist gathered round, and the Seven moved out through it.
The morning brought no respite in the weather, and He snarled with frustration, what is the point is summoning fog, when it comes of its own accord anyway? Gazing into the fire he called to Okelos, and sent orders for traveling. Hmm Okelos required money did he, that was easily accomplised. Money, yes, oh yes, what a sheme.
Later that morning the Seven, all fifteen of them were assembled in His office. He would train them in magic, and then charge for their services, that was the way to do it. Some time soon, soon, he would have to come up with a new name for them, but that could wait.
For those of you who wish a follower skilled in the arts of magic!
Why pay for people?
Yes, To hire a new man, and train him in the arts costs many hundreds of coins. So why hire a man?
Call Merlinium, and for the small price of 300 coins, receive a DEMON. Yes your very own demon, bound to you. These trustworthy servents are pretrained in not only magic, but also combat.
Buy a demon, and start your own band of wizards! By far the cheapest deal in town!
Call Merlinium at , and leave a message and the gold, next month, you will receive your own genuine DEMON.
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The Ocean, that's the notion !!!
The Tower Guard and Workmen nodded intently as Pelenth paced before them, pounding his fist into his hand and gesteculating wildly. The Fighters of Pelenth removed 13 suits of plate armor and 13 longswords. They placed the items next to the 13 horses they held ready.
When Pelenth was finished with his instructions, the TG&W moved hastily to the horses. They donned the armor and weapons, although it was obvious they had no idea how to use them. After being helped into their saddles, the thundered off towards Pactra.
Several days later, they pulled up in front of Pelenth's Guard, who were practicing their swordplay. The two groups conferred, then made camp. Tomorrow they would ride for Dorenth and beyond, to go snake hunting; tonight, they rested.
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To my trusted servants LJ, Erik, and Elgoth; I'll be making a brief trip to Pactra this month, so please direct all private missives to me via the messengers' guild in that town. I'm am quite content with all of your hard work thus far (with the exception of LJ's penmanship, work on it). Erik and Elgoth, I'm much impressed with your reports of the out-lying provinces. Much more work like this and people may stop calling you 'the Stumbler', Elgoth. LJ and friend, I'll be seeing you in Pactra within a fortnight, expect me. Please make arrangements to have a room prepared for me at the inn. Erik, I expect you to keep on the same instructions you've had for the last oh so many monthe: explore and report. Elgoth, I've examined your reports. I want you to stick where you are for the nonce and work on your combat abilities. We may have need of such skills in the near future. Look forward to more private instructions which will arrive at your current location. Erekosse