[center][h3][u]Clays Quest[/u][/h3][/center]
On the cluttered surface of Clays table, covered with old papers, pitchers and empty mugs, a common image appeared on the outer shambles of the papers he had discarded and ignored. Strange images and symbols were repeated, very little was translated and it looked as though Clay didn't care much for their mystery at all.[hider=Symbols][URL=http://s1148.photobucket.com/user/Holy-Hunter/media/Mobile%20Uploads/image_zpszmewho4c.jpg.html][IMG]http://i1148.photobucket.com/albums/o567/Holy-Hunter/Mobile%20Uploads/image_zpszmewho4c.jpg[/IMG][/URL][/hider] 

Creeping closer to the centre of his attention were miscellaneous scratches and odd maps. Crude and hand drawn, some older then others. Little sense could be made of them but Clay held much confidence in them.[hider=Misc][URL=http://s1148.photobucket.com/user/Holy-Hunter/media/Mobile%20Uploads/image_zpsdl2zci6q.jpg.html][IMG]http://i1148.photobucket.com/albums/o567/Holy-Hunter/Mobile%20Uploads/image_zpsdl2zci6q.jpg[/IMG][/URL][URL=http://s1148.photobucket.com/user/Holy-Hunter/media/Mobile%20Uploads/image_zpsnkowhkje.jpg.html][IMG]http://i1148.photobucket.com/albums/o567/Holy-Hunter/Mobile%20Uploads/image_zpsnkowhkje.jpg[/IMG][/URL][/hider] [hider=Knife][URL=http://s1148.photobucket.com/user/Holy-Hunter/media/Mobile%20Uploads/image_zpsrnogzuxd.jpg.html][IMG]http://i1148.photobucket.com/albums/o567/Holy-Hunter/Mobile%20Uploads/image_zpsrnogzuxd.jpg[/IMG][/URL][/hider]

Lastly was an image that held most of his focus. A knife. "Alright, this!" He says putting a heavy finger on the picture of the dragon knife. "This is what were after."

"There is an old church buried under the sands and the report is that it can be accessed by this steeple." Clay says sliding a new picture out for all to view. 

Clay then takes a moment to drink from one of the nearby mugs as he flicks through papers with his free hand. Putting the drink down with a sated gasp he smiles at the men before him as he rolls out a map.

His finger starts on the lowest [b]x[/b] labeled 'Primeiro Beijo'. "That's where we begin! It's as far as the mercenary caravan will take us." He looks down his nose at the map as his finger trails the dotted lines swirling about until it reaches just below the mountains, to a place called 'Repouso De Trevan'.

"And that my friends is where fortune awaits" he says excitedly, baring his teeth as he smiles. "Gotta try keep away from them mountains though.."

Clay slaps the table and shouts out,
"Alright, we know the [i]what[/i] now we just need the [i]who[/i]!
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