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located in The Spicy Jackal, a part of The Valleys of War, one of the many universes on RPG.

The Spicy Jackal

One of the finest Taverns in all of Ebozon! Grab a bit to eat, a swig of beer, and pass out in a cosy candle lit room lined with wooden floor boards.


Characters Present

Character Portrait: Lich Character Portrait: Dranten Character Portrait: Skelly, the wandering skeleton Character Portrait: Kerpheres Character Portrait: Gaveth Character Portrait: Bellemere Character Portrait: Hilda Vaulke Character Portrait: Moonlight Driftwood
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Today is the most confusing day of his life, war was better than a strange masked person, that steals away one of their possible companions, sits down, and... does nothing. Good thing is, that as one of the brothers spoke, and asked the other masked guy, that sat. Reply came, in a form of thumbs up. Always something, he didn't expect mute though.

"Well, feel free to tag along then, like the rest I guess" He said, and felt an odd presence in his mind, different then usual. Though it quickly... left, he still got to hear the thoughs of his usual companion.

Well, well, look at that, someone's bit too curious. Guess I'll break- He chose to neglect the rest, didn't want to listen to an old demon, and in a way... a friend.

In the meantime, Feiska took note of the mage invading minds of others. From her perspective...
Humans were simple, mages even simpler, but usually secretive when it comes to their actions. Still, not this one - mage clad in something so bad looking, that it is indescribable visibly began to visit the minds of others. He didn't even try to hide it, insolent fool.

Naturally it backfired in some cases, and just as he was about to reach into her mind... he took a step onto a slippery ice. - Kicked out he was, in a simple way, with a simple spell.
She didn't like him at all before, and now he's on a thin ice to being frozen, but his reaction, how dazed he was... is simply priceless.

โ€œWell then, whether we are departing now or later, would you mind telling us the nature of this job? โ€ The swordsman, with magic whirling around her asked, and almost immedietly her friend gave her a sign, by grabbing her wrist. Exchanged glances could tell everything, to a keen viewer, witha good idea. - Pity the old man is too focused on the other mute, the one that smells like death, and sits with yet another... death touched fool. Otherwise he would've notice, hopefuly.

โ€œAh yes, my companion and I would also like to know, how much would you intend to pay us for this job?โ€ The second, rogue added, as it would seem. Gaveth finally glanced at them.

"It all depends on what job we take, and it's more of a sharing the spoils kind of thing, just like the adventurers."
He said, and noticed how one of the women moved closer to the board, then not long after beckoned him.
Now I wonder what she found? Kitchen work? He thought, and chuckled, as he made his way towards the board once more. Leaving others near the table. Except for that darn woman, and the big guy still clad in armor. They follow him like damn dogs in need... of petting?

"So you found something." Sounded more like a declaration, than a question, and he wanted it to be the latter.
He looked at her, the silent type as it would seem, and tried to follow her gaze, at least when it comes to the level.
He did, and he managed to find it, what she was looking at...
"Ahh, so kitchen work after all, hell, you don't need us to do that, right?" Maybe he missed it after all...

In the meantime, Feiska thought of a simple idea - a way to punish little mage for how insolent he was, and that idea is... to invade his mind with a trully malicious spell. One that will leave him pained, and dazed for a short while. - And so she did.
OOC - ^^