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The Locals clap along jovially with Sorin'a ballad.


"I'm afraid that my old body won't be enough to stop the perils these poor folk face." Mr. Wilson says sincerely and somberly. "Who are you anyway, traveller. I haven't seen the likes of you about town before?"

"Such a wonderful man!" A lady sat down replies eagerly to Jason, "He is the ruler of Borma, that trading town where you got the ferry from. And he had this great idea to start a new village on this gorgeous Isle of Wovara." An older man chips in, "Legend has it, that as a ...

Indeed, Graham, the man with big sooty hands, the blacksmith, is indeed the father of that family.
I can't remember if I gave a family name to you, hence the 'Smith Family'
But we are both talking about the same people.

Gregeddin wordlessly accepts the frog march from the two guards. When inside the warehouse room, out of Tethys' and Kendra's view, he coughs and wriggles a bit in the guards' grasp. A deft hand slides along the side of his right hand escort, searching for something, anything that he might find in a ...

When Kendra suggests that Tethys could have found a fair solution the bards eyes roll quite obviously. Did she really just suggest that the Prefect that just arrested 20 or so merchants on a whim would find a 'fair solution'? He folds his arms while listening to her rant. Once finished Gregeddin cou...

I have a good point to inset chese in the morning.
How much you want to role play and find out more about Port Collins, the inhabitants and potential plot lines I will leave up to your characters.

"Violet" Rose hears from Miss Freya, without missing a stroke of the quill or bearing a glance to the questioner. Sorin watches the men frolic, bathe and roughhouse in the water for a while. It looks quite picturesque with the setting sun turning the splashes of water golden hues. They se...

I will be away from August 14th 2016, to Feb 26th ish 2017.
Since I'm renowned for my breaks I thought I'd be a little clearer this time. I will be doing a spot of travelling and do not expect to have regular Internet access.

Gregeddin contemplates the cold words from Kendra and deduces he is definitely outnumbered, at least for the moment. He replies to Tethys "And wait for twenty or so,people to tell you that no conspiracy exists? " the bard shakes his head, "That could take forever. In case you hadn't n...

"Blaaahhhh" A shriek of surprise leaves Gregeddin's lips as his mind processes this face of Tethys. Kendra, is a further surprise to the bard. After a moment's composure, Gregeddin begins in his most charming voice "So glad that you've come down to see me, Prefect Tethys. I've had a ...

"Black" Spoken without missing a stroke of the quill or sparing a glance up at the questioner. The group makes their way back towards Commonwealth Farm, the path there is short only taking a few minutes. The views offered are similar to before, tents and canvas shacks. People milling abou...

May 4th until May 9th I will be afk.
Best regards, Matt

Miss Freya takes a new piece of parchment and resumes writing at full efficiency. The group hears a rabble of voices building, coming closer. As volume builds to a crescendo, a landslide of sweaty bodies pours through the grand doorway. Man after man, covered in sawdust, wood chips, mostly bearing a...

"That didn't go like you planned it did it now?" A voice in his head mocks. The bard panics, grabs the door handle, flings it open then sprints back towards where he came from.

"It worked!" The bard thought, though one Baaz was still in this room, stopping him from obtaining his possessions. They were still on the floor but maybe he could grab them. Just need to make sure that the Baaz can't get their hands on him at the same time. He makes a mental note of where...