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"No clue. Your the more social one. You should know this guy. Either way, I guess I should go and talk to him, seeing how he is asking for help." Anter responded to Halo. Sighing he said, "There is just no end to this job, is there?" With those words, he jumped off the DJ booth and landed on a rope attached to another tornado. He began to sprint across it, jumping from one to the other until he finally reached the ground. "Now that is always fun to do." He said to himself. He began to sprint towards the designated location, keeping up at a good pace. While running, he slipped his hood on. He always did this when meeting new people. Within minutes of reciving the message, he came to the border and saw two men standing around. Both seemed to be generals of some sort.

"Greetings, I am Anter Brine, leader of The City Of Men. WHy is it you have contacted me on the tenth anniversary? You should be celebrating and having a good time with the other players." Anter said in a very formal voice. His speech changes when he meets someone new also. It is like he changes bodies completely. "It says you want to develop a trade route between MY city and you coast line, is that so? I want to know why you are asking me for this and why I should help you? I need reasons in order to help random players out there. I do hope you understand."