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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]

[color=7ea7d8]“Hrmm,”[/color] Ier-Briar vocalized, as it turned out that Nimr was actually dirt-poor and just flapping his gums to sound smart before the Guildmistress. Still, another educated individual was useful, and the knight crossed her arms in momentary contemplation. Siwan claimed to be a hunter, but a forest filled with the monstrous would naturally be filled with prey accustomed to the insidious machinations of foul beasts. Nothing that a soft-hearted hunter would be accustomed to trapping.

[color=7ea7d8]“My own coin purse is more than sufficient for my own needs, and perhaps the needs of another,”[/color] Ier-Briar spoke, [color=7ea7d8]“And my pack has ample supplies, but once again, for my own needs alone. It’ll last me three days, five if I stretch it.”[/color]

Her azure gaze turned towards penniless Nimr. [color=7ea7d8]“Two days if I share it with those without. For now, however, I wager a day-time excursion to Fogmere Forest will be sufficient to test the waters of this wilderness. Once we gain some knowledge of the lay of the land, we can then prepare more fully for a long-term adventure within the fog.”[/color] Ier-Briar nodded to herself, her bangs bobbing up and down, and concluded. [color=7ea7d8]“Naturally, though, that won’t be necessary. I trust that our skills combined are more than sufficient for discovering the lost shipment before the sun sets.”[/color]