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@Rune_Alchemist Preferably, your quest would end at around the same time as others. I make it pretty clear when a quest is ending. Although, a guild member having returned to the headquarters is a clear indicator that any other quests should be wrapped up soon.
However, extraneous circumstances can derail and make quests longer than it should be. If that happens, just let it happen. I'll take care of the other things.
"I cannot read Sonarran very well but I can read it well enough to at least understand that it wants somebody to travel south, to the Southern Order territories. None of the Monster Girls here deserve the barbarism of Varjo. Even in my home of Pravar and it's Burroughs, the south is feared for it's cruelty. I shall go. I know the Order well, and it's customs and doctrines. I shall take that quest. But I shall not leave until I have spoken with the Minotaur. I have a gift for him."
"Oh, okay. Looks like we don't need a translator after all." Neil remarked.
"However, Varjo is pretty different from your regular Order nations." Bart interjected. "There are some practices and teachings of the Order which can some Varjans angry enough to attack. Also, I heard that Sonarra is in the middle of some turbulence so tensions there are pretty high. Well, higher than normal." He added. "Be careful, alright? Also, you know you're going south but what are you going to do after that?"
"Well anyway, Magnus is just right over there." Neil pointed at the male Minotaur.
"Hey, Bart...what's this about a flying contraption?"
"Flying contraption, huh?" Bart closed his eyes to find a suitable answer but to no avail. "Well... it's my first time hearing of such a thing so I can't really say what it is." He admitted. "But hey, tell me all about it, okay?"
"I want to help! I-I mean...if even someone like me could fly too, then whatever this contraption is must be amazing! A-And heavy...so, I could help with lifting things. That and...I-I feel bad about not being able to pitch in from yesterday, so I wanna complete a job."
Bart laughed. "Hey now, you may not have done much yesterday but even those things are important in the overall picture." The guild master then continued. "But it'll definitely be quite the machine if it can lift you up into the sky... No offense."
It was then Neil entered this particular conversation. "Well... if what I know is right, I bet it's going to be something resembling a bird with wings and all." Neil said, contrary to his comments on the request paper. "Or it might be a giant balloon. Regardless, if it's not powered by magic, it's going to be quite the breakthrough in technology." He remarked.
"Oh, so you know something about this, Neil?"
"Ah..." Neil paused for a moment before continuing. "...Just-Just making educated guesses is all." He answered before shifting the topic. "S-So! Arletta! Are-Are you going to do this request? 'Cause if you are, it seems you'll be joining Magnus. He seems... He seems excited to do it."
The armory was, currently, empty so you will have to make do with your own equipment.
You make way to Ambran and reach it at midday. The town was extravagant and likely one more boon from becoming a full-fledged city. Wagons hauled cargo to and from the city and lots of 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 though there were some who hid in hoods while others simply looked off. You stood out since you were an unconcealed Centaur among a sea of bipeds. Although, they were content in just giving you a raised eyebrow instead of bothering you.
"Yo!" A friendly, jovial voice called out to you. A knightly-looking man approached you. While he looked the part, you get a feeling he is not exactly a knight. "Eilidh Chiron, right? Nice to meet you. I'm Ian North. Professional mercenary and your client for today." He introduced himself, extending a hand for you to shake. "We'll be chasing a rowdy, no-good varmin named Onouris Neith. He's wanted because he attempted to mind control the leadership of Ambran into being his lackeys."
"Oh and he's once a Sage of Varjo, at least I think so, so he'll probably have a few tricks up his sleeve." Ian added. "Although if you can get close for some mano-o-mano, he won't stand a chance against your mighty... mighty... do you use your hooves in combat or do you just use swords and stuff?"
You arrive at the guild in the morning. What greeted you was a large structure of stone and metal, the entrance being two large metal doors. This was apparently the guild's headquarters and, from the looks of it, quite new.
Talking and chatting could be heard inside and judging from the amount of voices, there was probably several people inside. Knocking on the doors, you were answered by an orange-haired man who looked at you with a smile. "Oh, hello there. Can I help you with something?" The man asked.
"Wait, are you here to post a request? Because if so, you can just give it to me or just tell me and I promise you we will accomplish it before you know it." He said. "But I hope you have a payment ready. Our services aren't free you, know?"
Hey guys! It's a busy week for me so I apologize for not having updated yesterday but I guess it's alright since it allowed some of us to catch up and continue conversations.
A friendly advice, if you can't find any interest checks you like, you can browse the ongoing roleplays for any open spots. Each ongoing roleplay has an indicator if they are accepting or full.
I forgot to mention that by the time Maria and Nephele arrived, everyone else in the guild was asleep. Making that edit now along with some minor fixes.
Also, welcome another character of @The Irish Tree's! Her character sheet can be found in the Characters Tab.
Eventually, the dinner feast had come to an end and it was time to retire for the night. Bart told all who were present that there were a total of twelve rooms in the headquarters. While that would be more than enough for the guild members currently, Bart still assigned the rooms by twos since he believed there would be more members who would come join the guild.
The guild master took the initiative in who goes with who. He would go with Bast, Freyr with Magnus, Eilidh with Arletta, Rebecca with Maria and Neil would get his own room and bunk with the newest newcomer whenever he/she would come.
Neil was about to ask the 'she' part in his deal but Bart declared the dinner and the night over.
After Maria explained what happened with a white lie, the once-hidden village celebrated her and even naming that particular day after her. 'Falena Day', a day that shall be remembered as the day a lone Mothwoman liberated the village from the fog that plagued them for generations. Whatever her feelings were at this, her request was completed and she returned back to the guild, returning by midnight with everyone in the headquarters already fast asleep.
What she found there was her newly-found friend, her draconic client Nephele. Apparently, Nephele was there to join the guild. Bart heard the noises and came outside. He welcomed Maria and Nephele too once she introduced herself. The guild master told Maria that she would be bunking with a priestly woman named Rebecca while Nephele would be staying with a boy named Neil.
The guild master then told both the girls to get some rest for the night and prepare for the next day.
"I actually came back yesterday and just now completed a job at that Shrine Town. Lovely place, though you may not want to spend the night there, heh."
"Wait, you were back earlier? Oh man..." Neil sighed at embarrassing himself. "Also, is it bad over at that Shrine-Town? I'm... not well-versed about that place."
"Anyway, the others are still asleep but they should be waking up soon." Neil said to you. "I... woke earlier since... well..." His face began to glow red as he averted his eyes and did not continue the sentence. He shook his head and changed the topic. "W-Well, let's-let's see the request board, shall we?"
Neil lead you over the wall just left of the building's entrance doors. There, Neil gestured at a wide and decorated board with pieces of paper posted on it. "Like our new request board? And it's detachable." He asked before detaching it. "The others should be waking up by now so let's head inside."
~Everyone~
The next morning had arrived and you all wake up to Neil and Bart looking over the request board in the main hall. "Oh, good morning everyone. I hope you all got a good night's sleep." Bart greeted all of you.
Neil was the next to speak up. "We still have food for breakfast. Once we're all done eating and cleaning up, I guess we can start doing requests for the day." He said. "Or you know, have a break for today and check out our new lounge and armory and stuff."
"We've acquired a lot of stuff in the past days so I guess we can afford to slack off every now and then." Bart laughed heartily. "Say, how much did we earn yesterday?"
It was up to the guild members if they wish to share their reward with the guild or keep it for themselves.
"Here are the requests available, everybody." Bart told everyone.
-----SPECIAL QUESTS-----
(The following quest seems to have been written almost as if it was an attraction guide for a tourist, in a jovial and somewhat over-the top tone.)
Hello! I am the mayor of a rather quaint village by the name of Aspenmourne. Named for our beautiful scenic Aspen forest! They're quite lovely this time of year! Perfect for napping under, having a picnic under, or enjoying the arms of a loved one! I have heard tell that your guild is helping with problems of the people. As such, I will try and keep this brief. Our annual harvest festival is looming upon us - a normally happy time for us. There shall be tons of fresh vegetables, dance, and general merry-making that you could imagine! We could use some extra hands to help set things up. We've renovated the old Chaput' family manor at long last, and are planning quite the little nightly soiree!
The reward shall be quite suitable for services rendered! And feel free to stay for the festivities. We always love to see new faces around here.
Best regards, Mayor Gerald of Aspenmourne.
PS: Please ignore any rumors of both the town and manor being haunted. I personally assure you it is not!
Neil's Comments: Bart told me that the town doesn't exist anymore and only the old manor remained. So, you know...
-----SIDE QUESTS-----
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.
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?
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!
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.
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: 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.
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