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    The moon christened the sky, its pale light shone on all of Grissom. Thornfell had expected company that day but was dishearteningly late. A storm had passed through the sea between Fedimia and Grissom, stalling the travel of the ship inbound for Venture Point. A week had passed further, and the city had sent word that the ship had been spotted bringing the storm with it.

    A day later, Thornfell's rainy morning was greeted with the passing of a caravan. Several guardsmen in full plate armor had also come along, the rain didn't seem to bother them. They wore the inisgnia of Fedimia's royal family, a black siloughette of an outward spiralling dragon against a white background, emblazoned on their pauldrons and chestplate. The caravan had stopped just in front of what was Thornfell's west gate, two stone columns alongside thin trees, whose branches made an arch. Thornfell looked like the hybridization of human and elven engineering as treetops were busy with people and structure, while the bottom was filled with paved dirt roads, houses and markets.

    The captain of the escort noticeable with the larger spiked crest of his helmet, converesed with the guard of the gate and nodded. He passed by the caravan and knocked on the wooden cart.

    "We're here," Sir Dreimon said. "You still need to meet the mayor and the rest of your group so please, with haste. We're already late as it is."

    The party of adventurers escaped the confines of the stuffy caravan and out into the wet landscape of Grissom. Splashes of mud and the gazes of the locals met them coldly. They could tell something had happened, the walls were partially struck down and quickly repaired. Smaller trees seem to have their branches torn from their trunks as well, evidences of a fire was also scattered on the stone buildings.

    Sir Dreimon and the escort lead the party to the town hall, a large structure of red brick and bark, its rooftop a tight mesh of leaves and branches. Four large trees mark the main columns of the structure which, above it, lie wooden bridges hung by rope connecting to other huts. The door was opened for the party, a large red double door on a white frame.

    Inside they were met with a large open space that was only filled with couches that surrounded a glass table. The walls were bare chalkwhite faces, only a few paintings of landscapes broke the monotony alongside windows. Lounging on the couches or standing, were the rest of the investigatory force that were in Grissom to begin with. Lightning flashed outside and Sir Dreimon ushered the last of the party indoors and shut the door behind them.

    "I'll go get the mayor." The captain moved through the room and into a hallway and disappeared when he turned left.

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    *Those who arrived by boat from Fedimia are Marianna, Rabbit, Visage and Edward and those already in the town hall are Aurea, Rudolph, Amon, Rhea and Lera.
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    The couch squeaked and groaned under his weight as he shifted to look at who came in. The dwarf gave a simple grunt for a greeting before turning back. He brought the apple in his hand to his mouth, plucking the stalk out with his teeth. He dropped the twig into his rucksack that was sitting next to him and chomped on the apple, a resounding crunch filling the air as he cleaved through half of it. Rudolph chewed and wiped the juices that dribbled down his lip with the back of his hand before swallowing and popping the rest of the apple into his mouth.

    I am prepared to meet my maker.
    Whether or not he's prepared to meet me....
    well that's another matter, isn't it?
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    Visage entered with long but leisurely strides. He was in his natural form, assuming since he would live or die with these people it would be best to keep immediate deceptions at a minimum. His clothes were crafted into a flowing and majestic set of robes, just tight enough to highly his build as well as reveal the pair of swords on his back. The blue of these clothes was so deep as to be nearly black, highlight by swirls of gold and silver thread and designs made from rubies and amber. He stood above the other members by anywhere from a few inches to well over a foot, and between his scars, swords, clothes, cloud-white eyes, and ashen white skin cut a dramatic and somewhat fearful figure.

    His cudgel thumped against his left hip as he walked, swinging like a pendulum keeping time with each step. The other guests were new to him, even the ones from the boat -- he had spent most of his time with the captain of the boat in the best quarters, while the rest had resided in normal bunks and dining hall.

    He moved the length of the room, then, at the other end, turned casually. This single pass had allowed him to study each of his companions in turn, albeit breifly, and get a good estimate of them. He could sense magic on a number of them, and they all were a bit...unique. Good. Unique was good.

    He gave a long bow of the head and chest only, then straightened, smiling.

    "Well...while we wait I suppose we should get to know each other. These may well be the last faces we see before death, so let us make them the faces of friends, or at least convivial business colleagues if a more personal acquaintance is not desired. I am Visage. My business is with people and trade -- all sorts and applications of both on all levels of society."
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    Aurea stood with crossed arms, leaning against the wall next to a window, staring through it indifferently. Poor excuse for a cloak covered her body, but it didn't take a genius to guess what was underneath it. Mostly because of the way the material rested on the pauldrons, as well as there was a helmet and a large sword beside her. She gave a brief look to those who entered, and gave a nod to bowing changeling. "Aurea..." The woman introduced herself simply, loud enough for all to hear. Her voice was...surprisingly soft however. It seemed like she wanted to say something else, but closed her mouth and her gaze was drawn by the outside again.

    It's been two weeks already, and still not many answers were yielded... And although it wasn't the most preferable way, unfortunately these people were probably her best bet to get any... Or it will be just a giant waste of time unrelated to her case. Still worst case scenario she'll have a chance to observe and learn.

    I should probably try and find something interesting to put in here...

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    The dwarf looked from Visage to Aurea then back at Visage. He gave a slight squint before getting up, the couch releasing a sigh of relief as the wood creaked back to place. "A changeling ayy? Never liked yur type, backstabbing the lot of you." Rudolph marched up, his pickaxe slung on his back while his overcoat covered most of his bulky frame and his beard the rest. "Anyways, the name's Rudolph Mularof." He offered Visage his right hand. "Visage, that even yer real name?"

    I am prepared to meet my maker.
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    well that's another matter, isn't it?
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    Visage nodded, and shook the meaty hand offered. He met the grasp unyieldingly, but without attempting a match of strength.

    "Well, some backs are worth stabbing, are they not? Pleasure you meet you, Rudolph...also yes, as far as I have known Visage has been my name. Never have known my birth name, and likely never will."
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    Marianna followed the rest of the party into the townhall, signalling Hunter and Nat to hold and await further instructions. As she entered the massive room, she noticed that there were already some individuals inside of it, resting in the lounging area further ahead. As the guard left to fetch the mayor, Mari glanced around to each individual in the room. The squad's diversity was plenty, which meant they had options. Speaking of options, she didn't have many regarding this job. No details given, no intel, but a lot of money in it.

    Anyhow she was now commited to it. She slipped to the side and moved somewhat closer to the group lounging on the couches, slipping behind them and leaning onto a wall, resting her right hand onto the hilt of her sword. For now the plan was to learn more about the people in the room and the task at hand.


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    Lera was stunned. She knew the sign when it revealed itself. Talk of strange occurrences and hiring adventurers to solve it. So she tagged along, with gifts in tow.

    But when she arrived, she was intimidated. A grumpy scarred dwarf with plenty of jewelry, a worn down knight, an odd-colored mercenary, and a bandit. A wild assortment of individuals from all walks of life. And then there was her. Lera Temsik, an average elf with only a wooden sword to her name. At least she could call herself an adventurer.

    Then she recalled her appearance. A simple leather cloak, dyed in brown with no magical enchantments on it. Nor any special patterns and decorations. Her clothes consisted of a simple grey shirt and blue pants. She really went all-out on being average. At least she had her duffel bag, filled to the brim with potions and ointments. Mostly ointments. The normal, day-to-day kinds, like painkillers and oil.

    On second thought, she really was outclassed here. Maybe she didn't belong here. Standing behind an unoccupied couch, she gazed into the distance, her eyes unfocused. If not for her hearing, she'd be disassociated with reality altogether.
    Just an average person

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    Rabbit shook his head a few times as he cracked his knuckles. He already felt the need to move once more, staying still was not his lot.
    Neither was talkin. He could hear a lil' bit of chatter, but he didn't mind none.
    As the sayin' goes, "Every minute you waste is a minute gone from your life." Didn't feel at ease, but nothin too serious.

    What, I bet you sayin' Rabbit would be scared? Nah, he's drunk with too many fellows to be surprised no more. He flips the pages of his ol' book a few times rather, studyin' what he already know.

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    Amon would remove the hood from his head revealing his face, wrinkly and with lots of hair before entering the room with the others, He'd look around analyzing the others that entered with him. Seeing a stocky dwarf covered in an assortment of jewelry,a woman with clothing covering her from head to toe and two Humans,one for some reason not wearing any shoes but covered in a variety of colors,while the other human looks just like an average human with nothing but a wooden sword and a brown leather cloak and finally the changeling,He had scars on his face from some encounter in his past,He wore leather set of clothing. Amon sighed and walked around to observe the painting and look for a couch that he could claim for himself, after several minutes he found a single couch and plopped himself onto the couch. "Oh god..this couch is incredibly comfortable." Amon thought.
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