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[indent][indent][indent][color=gray][sub][right][color=black][b]Location:[/b][/color] The City-State of Thorinn, Aetheria[/right][/sub][/color]
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It would be hours before it became clear that the harmless busywork Kalie, Rael, Graves, and Alja set out for had turned into something far more dire. It wouldn’t be until the next day where the group returned to the Laughing Worg, smelling of sewer water and blood. The rat infestation in the sewers had been handled, but in the process Graves’ group had found themselves in a dungeon beneath the very city, ushering less experienced wayfarers alongside more experienced ones that had found themselves in the same situation. It was a new piece of news to tell Benkei and the rest, the ever-changing notion of dungeons. Everything could happen at a moment’s notice and that safety was never a guarantee. The red-haired Japanese girl supposed that was to be expected, the games lore hadn’t changed, the world just started to play by its own rules.

There was no time to rest, as they would soon learn as the urgency of Seele’s information would come soon. Not to mention Kazuki's knowledge of the changing expectations for wayfarers in the city given the audits and taxes that were being set on them. There was also Artemis, a lone wayfarer Graves and the others had met up with in the mess of rats and sewer water, who had been set upon the same initial mission to cleanse the infestation for the good of the city and their pockets. Their incorporation of the group could be long term, if permitted. 

Hours would pass before the group met with Benkei and the others, after a good bath was had.




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