[b]The Sky Is The Limit[/b]
~[@Rune_Alchemist], [@The Irish Tree] (MAG)~

[u]Arletta[/u] and [u]Magnus[/u] make their way to monster-friendly Mahigan. However, their trip was unfortunately interrupted when they encounter a scene.

A pack of [url=https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/warhammerfb/images/c/c5/Chaos_Warhounds.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/251?cb=20160527003748]large, rabid canine-like animals[/url] surrounded an overturned stagecoach with a person atop the vehicle. [url=https://archive.fo/KrAnB/7f8fda4a0e1e2eaea5bead7df9f675648fae39a4.jpg]The helpless man wore a rich garb and armor[/url] but that would do little against an entire pack of these foul, bloodthirsty creatures. "[color=a36209]Tulong! Tulong! Somebody help me![/color]" He yelled. The creatures surrounding him furiously leapt in order to get the man, their obvious inability to reach the top did not stop them from trying. Such was their bloodlust.

"[color=a36209]You! You over there! Please do something about this![/color]" The man noticed you. There were about six of the canine creatures and none of them has noticed either [u]Arletta[/u] or [u]Magnus[/u] so far. They have the element of surprise. If they decide to help, that is.

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[b]Help, Wanted[/b]
~[@Silver Carrot] (ELD)~

[quote=Eilidh Chiron][color=9B1436]"I don't particularly wizards, those who seek to control others, humans of the Order, or Varjans. So naturally I hate this man. Where will we find him? Also, I usually fight with sword and bow though I have trampled people in the past. Speaking of which, do you know where I might acquire a sword?"[/color][/quote]

Ian unbuckled his sheathed sword from his waist and tossed it to you. "Keep it. You can count it as the reward too. I was thinking of giving you a horseshoe set for the reward but this seems to be a better idea." The sword was of moderate length but finely crafted and that was pretty much it about the reward blade. "Now then, ikuzo!"

Your client then led you south towards Coldstep Pass. Midday was almost over and the sun had began to set. In the hills before the mountains, Ian motioned you to stay low and the two of you crept up a certain hill. The hill overlooked a small encampment of [url=https://www.honga.net/totalwar/warhammer/images/warhammer/units/infopics/wh_main_chs_marauder.png]armed brigands[/url] with [url=https://pre00.deviantart.net/4875/th/pre/f/2016/036/9/8/warhammer_fantasy___tzeentch_sorcerer_by_getsugadante-d9qm2ln.jpg]one particular individual[/url] that stood out from them. "See that guy? With the staff? I think we can all agree that's Neith." Ian whispered to you. "Although, there's maybe a dozen of these small fry around him. They could be a problem."

"How do you think we should do this?" Ian asked you. "I'm thinking one of us distract the brigands while the other sneaks behind Neith and take him from behind. What do you think?"

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[b]Lost In Translation[/b]
~[@Silver Carrot] (REB)~

After giving Magnus the Minotaur your gift, you set out for Sonarra. You reach the Varjan town by midday. Fortunately without any untoward incident.

With just one glance, you could tell that the town was poor as well as dying. There were only a few people walking the streets and most of the buildings you saw were decaying and probably crumbling. You also feel the atmosphere become tense and it only became tenser when you saw a couple of [url=http://www.beastsofwar.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/03/Khorne-Warriors.jpg]Varjan Warriors[/url] interrogate a helpless man with the scene attracting a small crowd of onlookers. You could not hear what they were talking about due to the distance but the warriors' voices got louder and angrier until one of them punched the man in the gut who then collapsed to the ground.

The Varjan Warriors then proceeded to swing their axes down at the man, killing him and sending his blood everywhere. The warriors continued swinging even when the corpse was but an unrecognizable mess. After several more swings, the Varjan Warriors left the bloody mass and began moving towards your direction. The people quickly got out of their way, not wanting to test the chance of sharing the fate of the dead, mangled man.

While it would be the best idea to make scarce yourself, you can also impersonate as an Order priestess and hope the Varjan Warriors at least are not automatically hostile towards people of the Order. After all, you do have the clothes to attempt this. Who knows? Perhaps you may even extract useful information from the Varjan Warriors.

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[b]Keeping It Real[/b]
~[@13org] (FYR)~

You make your way to Boreal Port. A monster-friendly place from what you have heard so there was little to worry about in the town.

On your way however, you were intercepted by someone. A familiar winged figure. "[color=2e3192]Yo! Freyr![/color]" The figure was Haley Wellington, that Siren who assisted on that one quest and then turned up in the guild to join it only for her to be repulsed by the words of one of your guild mates. "[color=2e3192]Told you I'll be back! So, what're you doing heading to Boreal Port? On a quest or something?[/color]" She hovered near you.

"[color=2e3192]So uhh... how's the guild? Is it still... err, you know? Like a ruin?[/color]" Haley asked, still thinking that your headquarters was still the dilapidated structure it once was. "[color=2e3192]Any new members? Or are there just departures?[/color]"

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[b]Alike In Dignity[/b]
~[@13org] (BST)~

You make your way to Ambran. The Centaur Eilidh was heading there too but she left early and so any chance of having company in the trip was dashed. You reach the town by midday.

The town was extravagant, on the path into becoming a fully-fledged city. Wagons hauled cargo to and from the town and innumerable stores lined the sides of the busy streets. It was clear the town was some sort of trading hub. The people that walked the streets or browsed the stores and markets were mostly human although there were some who hid in hoods while others simply looked off.

You find the watchtower the client pointed you to and there you waited for something to happen. After waiting for several minutes, a fancy stagecoach pulled over in front of you and its driver told you to get in. After doing so, you come face to face with the passenger of the stagecoach. She was a noblewoman in looks, black dress and everything. [url=https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/862632614514925568/OuLKiAmZ.jpg]Her hair was pink and her skin smooth. She appeared young but she had an air of maturity around her[/url].

"[color=f49ac2]You are the one from the guild, yes?[/color]" She began. It was very likely that this was Lady Natasha who made the request to the guild. "[color=f49ac2]My task for you is simple. Right now, we are heading towards the manor of our rival house. What I want you to do is locate their most beautiful and expensive stagecoach and destroy it. In public, preferably.[/color]" She gave you your mission. "[color=f49ac2]I care not how you accomplish it. I only care that you accomplish it. Am I clear?[/color]"

The stagecoach then halted. "[color=f49ac2]Your reward shall be delivered to your guild the next day. Assuming you complete the task, that is. Oh and, please do not speak of our little meeting to anyone here in Ambran. Terrible things will happen if you do. Terrible, terrible things.[/color]" She finished with an indirect warning.

The stagecoach left you at the northmost part of Ambran in the middle of a wide street. In the distance, you see an isolated manor standing in the middle of an empty, walled land. The manor and the land most probably belonged to your target. You have to find a way inside and locate their stagecoach.

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~[@Kyun]~

[quote=Ars Argento]"[b][color=00aeef]My name is Ars Argento, delighted to make your acquaintance. I am here looking for mister Bart. My master, Lucian, sent me to join mister Bart's guild in his stead.[/color][/b]"[/quote]

"[color=f26522]Oh, I'm Bart. Bartholomew Barker, the guild master of this guild. Nice to meet you.[/color]" The orange-haired man introduced himself. "[color=f26522]And... Master Lucian?[/color]" Bart took a moment to think before remembering. "[color=f26522]Oh yeah! Lucian! You're going to be joining in his stead? No problem with me.[/color]" The guild master said.

"[color=f26522]Come on inside, Ars.[/color]" Bart led you inside the headquarters and into its main hall where there was a brown-haired boy holding a board. "[color=f26522]Here in this guild, we accomplish requests given to us in the form of papers posted in the request board. Of course like I said, our services aren't free but people has so far paid us well. Including all of this.[/color]" He stretched his arms to refer to the entire structure. "[color=f26522]Oh and say hi to Neil. He's one of us.[/color]"

"Hello." The brown-haired boy greeted you. "It's nice to have a dude newcomer for a change."

"[color=f26522]There are others but they've already left for their quests.[/color]" Bart then took the board from Neil and showed it to you. "[color=f26522]If you aren't taking today to rest, you can take a request for today.[/color]" He suggested. "[color=f26522]Granted, all of them have been taken but you can still take one and just join the guild member on that quest.[/color]"

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Hey all! Now that we've introduced your generic collecting quest, it's time for the second kind of generic quest.

Meet me in Ambran and join me as we apprehend a criminal for truth and justice! And money of course! Oh and I hope you know how to fight since we're gonna get into a tussle with these guys, fo sho!

Posted by: Ian North

Neil's Comments: Oh, it's this guy again. Well, at least he's less weird this time.
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[hider=The Sky Is The Limit]
To anyone willing to lend a hand, you can find me in Mahigan. I'm working on a flying contraption that someone commissioned me to do and I need assistance even just a tiny bit. Like helping me gather materials or just plain helping out. Thank you for reading.

Posted by: Talia Bucchas

Neil's Comments: Hmmm, I wonder what this contraption is. You guys tell me all about it once you get back, okay?
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[hider=Keeping It Real]
Greetings. I am James Saint, or Jimmy if you prefer an informal way of addressing me. I am a poet for a society and I've been tasked by my peers to head out in the more... wilder lands to write about it and possibly find inspiration in being 'in the thick of it'.

Of course, I prefer approaching such matters with a little preparation and foundation. So to that, may I request the presence of someone who, more or less, belongs to this land? You can find me in Boreal Port by the way.

Posted by: James Saint

Neil's Comments: A poet, huh? Well, I don't think he's going to make you do anything dangerous so do your best!
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[hider=Alike In Dignity]
I am Lady Natasha, or Lady Nat, of a house in Ambran that I shall not disclose due to confidentiality. However, my house is being trampled by another house who has been hounding my family since forever.

I ask for help in this matter and rest assured that my family will compensate you generously for your help. There is a watchtower in southmost Ambran and that is where I shall meet you.

Posted by: Lady Natasha

Neil's Comments: Another plea for help, it seems. Well, be careful guys. I have a feeling things aren't going to be... nice in this request.
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[hider=Lost In Translation]
Sana'y maunawaan ninyo ito dahil wala akong alam sa lengguwahe ng mga tao sa labas ng Sonarra.

Ako'y isang guardia ng isang grupo ng mga taga-Sonarra. Ang grupo ko ay tumakas ng Varjo upang maghanap ng tulong sa ibang lupa. Ngunit, nahuli kami ng mga sundalo ni Barbarus. Ako lamang ang nabuhay at nakatakas. Hindi ko na alam kung nasaan ako at hinahabol pa rin ako ni Barbarus at ang kanyang mga alagad. Sana maipadala ito ng isang matulunging mensahero na umunawa sa akin.

Kung naunawaan ninyo ito, kailangan ninyo sabihin kay Hari na hindi kami nakahanap ng kahit isang kakampi. Lahat ng tao ay takot sa Varjo o mahal na mahal ito. Nasa sa atin lamang ang puwersa na humiwalay sa Varjo.

Posted by: "Isang patay na tao"

Neil's Comments: [s]I don't know what language this is and if none of you knows either, we must find someone who can. Looking at the nouns, Sonarra is involved here as well as Varjo. Bart told me that this was indeed Sonarran but he advised that we should try something else or find someone else to translate before heading to Sonarra and into Varjan lands.[/s] [color=f26522]Bart here. Rebecca apparently can understand this and is now on her way to Sonarra[/color]
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