[color=ed1c24]"Here comes my personal renaissance."[/color]

A scrawny half-elf was hooded as he walked into the capital of monsters, a dark scowl casting over his eyes and his robe riding the breeze as he walked. A new alibi was established in his mind to protect his true identity and to keep his family safe in the region where he once came from. A small, futuristic, alien-like saucer floated beside him, occasionally orbiting around his head. He noticed the civilians he passed by were all giving him an intimidating and unfriendly glare, which he expected. The recent war gave them a reason to not trust elves, humans, dwarves, and even gnomes. As he passed by a large tower, a loud voice boomed throughout the streets and roads, apparent to only him it seemed.

[i]"For those who shall hear me, listen to what I say! I request your help! Aid me in my quest and you shall be greatly rewarded for your time. There is little I don't have. There is little I can't obtain. Aid me and whatever you can desire shall be yours!"[/i]

The half-elf heard this loud and clear. He looked up at the nearby tower, where he predicted the sound came from because of it's volume, and proceeded to it. The voice hopefully would accept his offer as an associate for whatever quest he had in store, and by how he made it sound, he had a lot to give away. Although the half-elf didn't know what he wanted from the voice, he came to a decision that he would decide during this quest, and if he was to die, his parting words would be to protect his family. As he reached the base of the tower, the saucer hid underneath the robe of the half-elf, very much intimidated by the overall darkness of the tower.

[color=ed1c24]"Oh don't worry. Everything will be okay."[/color]

The half-elf knocked hard on the large door to the tower, knowing that he could very well be turned down because of his race and because of how he fought, but no matter what, it's worth a shot to ask.

[color=ed1c24]"Oi, are you the voice I heard mate?"[/color]
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