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[hr][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][sub][b]Province of Ilagorn [/b]--[b] Adventurer's Guild a.k.a. The Delipitated Duck[/b]
[color=gray]12th Hour of the 2nd Day, Summer[/color][/sub][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][hr][/center]

As the other new adventurers crowded the tavern, Nimr stuck to the walls, mostly taking in his current location. It was a tavern much different in structure, but with a similar tone to his family’s inn. Nimr would lead himself to believe the tavern itself could use some of his own personal touch to make more lively. At the same time, however, he would also have to take account for the fact that this is also an extension of the Adventurer’s Guild, as well. In any case, the green-haired boy reached for his hi-

[quote][color=74A570][b]“It's time to shut the fuck up!”[/b][/color]
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Nimr’s attention was quickly drawn to the woman as she made her announcement. Quickly the bard-to-be was enthralled by her assertive, serious nature. Perhaps it was because he never had a strict maternal figure in his life. Indeed, the [i]Dilapitared Duck[/i] was a far-cry from the inn he was raised in, but the atmosphere was still nostalgic enough to remind him of his mother. Whatever it was, Nimr would find himself quite enamored by this tavern’s guildmaster. He began to think of possibilities where he would finally settle down aa a true bard...

[color=yellowgreen][i]Maybe when I establish myself more, I could approach her for a business partnership, yes?[/i][/color]

[quote][color=7bcdc8]"... Stand forth and declare yourself, and let that be the first step towards having your name etched into the heavens above!"[/color][/quote]

Nimr’s trance was broken with a haughty, younger woman’s announcement. Nimr was reminded fully of the reason he was here at all; to sign up for his first adventure. He was also reminded that he could not get a job on his own, especially given how lacking his own skillset is. The party, however, looked pretty solid, so far. It was an especially good opportunity for Nimr, himself, given how an already sizable group was looking for more members.

[color=yellowgreen]”Strong of arm and keen of eye is what you were looking for, yes?”[/color] Nimr approached the group rather casually with a soft smile on his face. [color=yellowgreen]”I only have one of those things, but perhaps some of my other talents may interest you? If you require someone with roguish talents, however, then I shall throw my hat into the ring.”[/color]

With a modest bow, albeit with something of a flourish, Nimr drew his flute. [url=https://image.ibb.co/gvGMoA/6-E7-BE23-A-3-BC9-4-CE3-A99-D-0-E6-E1-DBCEAA8.jpg]It was a rather strange looking instrument,[/url] but it seemed compact and sturdy enough for days worth of travel. Standing straight up with a smile, Nimr flashed a brighter smile, both to his possible allies, as well as to the guildmaster.

[color=yellowgreen]”Nimr. While I do have plans to become a bard, my skills can also serve this party in a similar way a rogue’s can. And if this party requires its funds to be managed, I can also aide in that regard.”[/color]