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Current These trials make us who we are, we're motivated by the scars we're made of
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Still working on packing my stuff to move out. Nearly done, just bear with me
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Did someone say.....heretic? *peeks around corner with heavy flamer*
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Someone send help, I can't stop listening to Starset's "Ricochet" and "Manifest"
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My favorite thing to do is ponder explaining human things to an alien. Take Groundhog Day for instance: "So you use a ground dwelling rodent to predict the weather?" "Yep" "Does it work" "Sometimes"
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Torvin was sitting in the Drunken Miner, the local tavern of Sando and Torvin's unofficial home. If Torvin wasn't on a run, he was generally at the tavern and enjoying some drink. Torvin drank his mead as the Guild Master came in and set a scroll down before him. Torvin raised an eyebrow and looked up to the Guild Master.

"Job finally show itself?" Torvin asked. The Guild Master nodded and smiled.

"Yep. You and Hawke are gonna be in charge on this one. Heard about that dig site near Ruk?" he asked. Torvin took out his pipe and lit it as he nodded and spoke.

"Definitely. Heard they found some Maker artifacts and started searching for more. Sounds like it's quite a find. What's the job?" he asked as he took a puff of his pipe. The Master nodded and explained that the job was simple enough. Escort a Dune Schooner with precious supplies to the site. Simple enough. It sounded like they had some help with them as well and Hawke and himself were MORE than capable. Torvin smiled and nodded. "Sounds like a good way to go, when do we leave?" he asked.

"Tonight. Hawke will meet you at the stable and you'll leave once the sun goes down. Best gather the others and form your teams" he said. Torvin smirked and nodded.

"Sounds right. Last I heard, Vardi was in the jail again" he said. The guild master scowled and sighed. Vardi was a handful and a nuisance at his worst but damn it if he couldn't fight. The master set down a small pouch containing the silvers needed to bail him out and Torvin prepared to take it before the master eyed him. "It's just to get Vardi out, I don't intend on taking your coin and I don't intend on going out there without someone who knows how to fight" he said. Torvin wasn't a push over. If anything, Torvin was about as deadly as you can get. A whirlwind of gun fire, grenades, and deadly chops with his axes and knives. Torvin took the coin and nodded before setting a gold piece on the table and standing, walking for the jail.

The guards looked to see Torvin and grunted. "Here for Vardi?" he asked. Torvin nodded and the guard grunted as he stood and grabbed his keys, leading the way towards the cells.

"Another bar fight?" he asked. The guard shook his head and explained that Vardi had jumped into the drinking water. Torvin laughed, a loud and booming sound that was unmistakable as he made his way towards Vardi. The guard unlocked the gate and tossed Vardi his belongings as Torvin leaned against the far wall. "Jumping into the drinking water, eh? That's a new one. Doesn't seem like a fitting end for someone of your caliber. How's about we get you saddled up and we chance a death defending a Dune Schooner?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
Half of Sando is underground. Above ground is the stables and smiths

@Bazmund
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No one truly knows who made the cavern city of Sando. The buildings had been here when the first settlers of the Exodus had come to these lands, most with light damage and completely abandoned. It had the characteristics of elven architecture, elegant and beautiful but it had a touch of dwarven ingenuity to it as water was pulled up from the massive springs deeper within the caves and caverns with massive pipes. The water, though relatively pure to begin with, was made even purer by the mages within the city and made drinkable to all. More impressive was the cool air that loomed over the city and kept all who inhabited it comfortable. Not to mention the constant supply of Aquamarine Tears from the mines in a subsection of caves.

It still amazed the man that the air underneath the scorching deserts could be cool and so pleasant. That there was running water they could drink rather than just Aquamarine Tears like some people had to settle for. The man was at work securing a large pack of supplies to the customary mounts of the runners. The environment of the world above was far too harsh for the likes of horses so those who ran supplies to various settlements often rode what the elves had called 'Boga'. Massive quadrupedal lizards with bird like beaks and feathers. They were fast, strong, and could handle the heat of the sands and the sun. More impressive was their ability to scale canyon walls with ease. The creature almost purred as the man rubbed the feathers that sprouted from the scaly beast's neck.

"Atta girl" he said. He secured his saddle to the creature as the master of the Sunrunner's Guild whistled to him. The man looked up and nodded as he approached, taking his hood off as he addressed the man. "What is it?" he asked.

The master was a barrel chested man with his long hair drawn back into a thick braid. From his hair came thick facial hair that came down his cheeks and jaw to cover his lip but not his chin. He looked at the man and handed him a scroll. "Hawke, you and Torvin have been assigned to escort a shipment heading towards the excavation site outside of Ruk, familiar with it?" the large man asked.

Hawke took the scroll and read it before giving it a moment of thought. I've been to Ruk once or twice, I know the excavation site you're talking about though. Any details I need to be concerned about? Cargo? Tag alongs? Anything?" he asked. The man smirked and chuckled.

"All the above, my friend. The excavation site is in need of Aquamarine Tears, Dried Food, Steel, and Black Powder. Their also in need of a few able bodies so a Dune Schooner is being employed to move all these to the site as well" the master said. Hawke nodded slowly and frowned as he mentioned a Dune Schooner. Dune Schooners were essentially skimmers, land boats that used the wind in a sail to move across the sand. Difference being that the Schooner was a full blown boat with a crew, large enough to haul many items across the desert. They were also juicy targets for raiders and gleekon.

"Wait...it isn't just Torvin and I, is it? A Dune Schooner CAN'T be escorted by just two of us sir. It's simply impossible" he said as he fiddled with the handle of one of his daggers. The master smirked and motioned towards the mouth of the cave.

"Doubting me son? Not to worry, you and Torvin are just the leads for this. You'll have a few with you that will follow your commands, some are recruits and some are just a bit green. You'll show them all the ropes" he said. Hawke frowned again. This was a big job and recruits complicated things. They needed to be sharp and on their game or they could die. The desert wasn't a forgiving place and had a knack for weeding out the strong from the week.

"Tajaes vyraes iar, 1" Hawke cursed quietly in fae. "Sir, you know that new ones only complicate things. Especially if they aren't trained. With all due respect, do you really think it's wise to put them on a job like this?" he asked. The man sighed gently and pat Hawke on the shoulder.

"Son, you and Torvin are among the best. You are MORE than capable of doing this and you are a fine one to learn from. The recruits aren't undisciplined either. They won't let you down. Trust me my boy" he said. Hawke sighed and rubbed his eyes.

"Alright, how many runners in total do we have then?" he asked. The master explained that including both Hawke and Torvin, there would be a total of 7 runners. Hawke scratched his jaw and nodded. "Alright, have the group meet Torvin and I at the stables outside then, we'll address them directly and we'll see where we go from there" he said. The guild master smiled and nodded as he walked away, Hawke shaking his head and sighing as he walked towards the mouth of the cave and towards the stables themselves. Torvin would be with them shortly and once there they could decide who looked after whom. Hawke and Torvin were in charge on this one and the only way this could work is if they worked as two small groups.



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I could see either. He could be an established member from another city who's getting roped into the group

@Bazmund
OH! I almost forgot to ask, who intended on being the newest recruits to the runners and who intended on being veterans?

Alright! About to create the first post of the official story RP!
I'm sure he's just gonna love the fact we are employing both a fae and a dwarf haha

@Parzivol
Looks good to me! Did you intend on your character being more of a side character or an antagonist type?

@Parzivol
Alright guys and gals! I'm thinking of getting the RP started here in the next few days. There's only two people were really waiting on for profiles so that shouldn't be difficult to work them in if we get started, everyone cool with that?
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