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Post by lovedbyyendis on Nov 7, 2020 17:08:54 GMT -5
Immaculately, neatly written flyers are posted about Greatgaunt, Valkur's Roar, and Suzail:
Each one is signed in blue ink by Aria Migand
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Post by DM Grizwald on Nov 7, 2020 21:54:53 GMT -5
*Padrin looks over the advertisement and grins to himself*
"Perfect. Just what I need at the moment."
*He settles down at a nearby table, pulling our a parchment and small sharpened goal and writes a quick letter. As he gets up, he folds the letter down the middle and approaches Kale."
Kale, if you would be so kind as to deliver this to Aria when you see her next? Mmmm....I am unsure of her family name truthfully. You can't miss her. She's often in the company of a paladin of Tyr named Emorikal and blushes constantly.
*he nods to Kale after an affirmative response*
Thank you fellow.
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Post by lovedbyyendis on Nov 8, 2020 8:53:39 GMT -5
As Aria enters the inn covered in blood and smelling like a gnoll, Kale reluctantly calls her over.
She walks over shoulders low and smiles tiredly, but as warm as usual. "Hello Kale. Ill need a room, the suite, please. Its going to take a bit to get this out of my hair." She pulls a trendle of hair and dried blood flakes off onto the counter. "Oh!" Surprised she blushes and brushes it off onto the floor.
Kale raises his eyebrows to her with a small frown of disapproval as he grabs a wet rag. "Padron left something for you. It's there at the end of the counter." He proceeds to wipe the counter where she was standing.
She smiles again, her face bright red. "Sorry.... and thank you."
At the end of the counter she picks up the folded paper and flips it open. Checking first to see her name she smiles and begins to read. As she does some tension releases in her shoulders and her demeanor changes from exhausted to excited.
A moment later she shifts the weight on her feet and holds the paper to her chest.
Kale slides her the key to the suite. "You plan on occupying that part of the bar all day? Better get washed up, you look a bit like a murderer."
Snapping out of it Aria, blushes again and nods. "Of course. Of course. I'm sorry, Kale." She takes the key and slides him a little extra gold. "I'll do that now. Thank you."
With a renewed spell of energy she bounds upstairs.
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After shes refreshed in body and sleep, she packs up her things with a smile.
"This is going to work out," she thinks aloud as she closes the inn door behind her.
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Post by mandene on Nov 20, 2020 20:07:48 GMT -5
A lithe elfess covered in grays and browns enters the inn. She hesitates at the door, but then walks straight towards Kale.
"So.. um.. Kale. Could you tell miss Aria Migand, that Ariean would like to speak to her. And maybe use services she advertises about. Thank you."
And as she doesn't buy anything, she leaves a few coins to him for his troubles.
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Post by ShadowCatJen on Nov 23, 2020 14:37:45 GMT -5
On her usual morning walkabout Valkur's Roar, Mynian pauses to regard the posting.
"Hnn, maybe Miss Migand c'n 'elp me with tha one me been 'avin' trouble wordin' out."
When she returns to the Great Hall she quills out a short letter to be sent by messenger to the Regal Griffon.
Dear Miss Migand,
Me saw one of your postings in the Roar and would like your assistance on a posting of me own that me having trouble putting to word. Per usual you can find me at the Great Hall. Hope to hear from you soon.
- Mynian Copperhand
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