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^☆☆ QUEST BULLETIN BOARD MEME ^☆☆

Hello and welcome to the Adventurer's Guild! Whether you're an adventurer, merchant, scholar, or just an average everyday citizen, it appears you are on a quest! Is it to slay a dragon or evil lord? Are you searching for rare treasure? Or perhaps you're in need of protection from bandits and fiends? Whatever the case, you can't do it alone but worry not! If you leave your very own personalized requests on the bulletin board, someone with the necessary skills is sure to answer and join your party!

INSTRUCTIONS:
⮚ Post with your character and series.

⮚ Do not leave your top-level blank! Include an in-character advertisement about the type of quest(s) your character is interested in completing and if they're looking for or offering any specific skillsets. Examples: Need some muscle to help carry goods to the next town OR Swordsman looking for mage to navigate the cursed forest. Be as vague or descriptive as you like!

⮚ Respond by meeting up! Help out a stranger, make a new friend, and earn some sweet, sweet cash in the process!

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Dashing Rogue Seeks Adventure!

I'm an archer primarily, but also can fight with daggers. I'm experienced in fighting against draugr, trolls and even dark mages, and am always interested in new challenges. I can even help with hunting along the way.

If interested, leave a message at the Bee and Barb tavern for Thiirien.

"...Proficient in daggers and have experience in fighting against the likes of savage beasts. Troll and even dark mages? Well now, that is rather impressive I have to say."

Loki raised a curious eyebrow as he read the notice and promptly left a message at the described location which sounded a lot like a tavern. The lure to track down such a person proved too much for the god.

"Thiirien, hm? Interesting name. Almost Elven."

Once the message is received, arrangements are soon made for Loki to meet Thiirien at the tavern in question. A cozy little place in the heart of the city of Riften, the lizardman who runs the bar is glad to point Thiirien out for Loki; she's sitting alone near the fireplace with a mug of mead, a short elf with blonde hair, dressed in leather armor that's been dyed blue with woad.

Loki entered the tavern with a hand close by his knives which were only a quick flick of his wrist away. His magic always on beck and call when things turned against him. Offering the patron wary glances he nodded to the lizard man and wondered what other strange creatures he was likely to meet. The ad had said a skilled rogue was to be inside of the tavern so he tuned his senses for finding such a person. Yet, the lizardman was already pointing his target out for him. Useful.

"Thiirien? I read your note."

Sitting himself down across the table, Loki's eyes roamed over her, wondering just how skilled she was and what she sought. Was she wanting help to take down a large foe?

Worried About Your Future?

Experienced soothsayer and seer offering appointments for tarot readings and other services. Don't be caught off-guard by uncertainty! Learn the truth about your destiny now.

Evening appointments only.

Discreet Assistance Required

I am a mage's apprentice. My master is indisposed; you will report to me. You will be paid, but I'll be honest: this is a vigilante action and we will not have the protection of legal authorities in this matter.

You should be:

-comfortable with magic, BUT
-not dependent upon magic for your self-defense
-familiar with desert survival and hunting/tracking

My skills:

-magic, with a focus on mind-magic, elemental manipulation, and combat spells
-diplomacy, research, languages, history
-basic wilderness survival

Interested parties may send inquiries to the attached number. It's very important that this matter be kept as quiet as possible.

[[Character is from a sci-fi/fantasy setting; details are in his journal, but OOC questions are welcome. I can transfer him into a more generic fantasy setting, if needed.]]

Assassin for Hire!

Have you an abominable associate with whom you no longer wish to associate?
Have you a king that is a little cruel in the crown?
An unfaithful lover that needs their lecherous life lost?
A debt collector that deserves to die?

If you've gold and a grounded grudge, contact me, Zevran Arainai - formerly of the Antivan Crows, currently the whispered dagger-wielding wrath Ombra Nera.

All contracts and rates are determined on a case by case basis, contracts against Grey Wardens, children, and Dragons are refused outright. There is no assassinating dragons.

Zev, seriously, you took out an ad?

What, it helps to promote one's business, doe it not?

Until you realise that you've basically posted 'hello, law enforcement, I kill people, here's how to reach me'.

Alistair, who do you think I have been working for the past few months, mm?

I don't know! I don't ask these things! Not since you taught me what plausible deniability means.

The value of being able to say you honestly had no idea is immeasurable.

Still, if I'm to get you a proper gift for Satinalia, I'll need a little extra coin. Hence, the advertisement.

Wait.

What?

Zev, no, you don't need to do that.

Of course I don't, you'd refuse it on principle if I used money from assassinations to get you anything.

I

Well

I

Maybe?

It depends on if they deserved it.

That is the only sort I take contracts on anymore. I blame you and the rest of our merry little band for that. Suddenly I have scruples, it's very disconcerting.

Does that mean I have less scruples? Since it doesn't bother me like it used to, I mean...

Time changes all things- and as we grow our ethics become a bit more muddled.

Though to be certain- I don't take contracts on anyone you know. They are but lines of ink on parchment.

Zev, really, do you think I'd think you'd do that?

No? But it does bear reminding I am a reformed assassin now. Everything is done by the book.

I am the one writing that book, but it is done by that book nonetheless.

Well. Just so you know.

I trust you, Zev.

Enough to, perhaps, recommend me to your fellows that might have need of an assassin?

If I knew anyone who needed an assassin, you'd be top of the list.

This is where I'd tell you to make more friends of noble but-

Eh. Perhaps not.

No thank you. I'll stay down here in the dregs, where it's comfortable and we don't use too many forks.

Shrimp fork, poultry fork, joint fork, salad fork- all marvelous for a quick stabbing so long as they aren't poorly balanced.

...Too many forks.

One cannot always eat with their hands, my friend.

Of course not, but there should be a limit to forks. One fork, one spoon, one knife, done.

Remind me to never invite you to an Orlesian feast. There are at least twenty forks.

And Orlesians. Don't forget the Orlesians. But I guess they would give the forks targets...

Ah, well. It could be worse I suppose. I'll take intrigue and dining with Orlesians over wading through the Deep Roads any day, many forks or no.

Seeking Cahoots for Job
Jack of all trades seeks help for perfectly legitimate job, not a heist. Skills in magic, burglary, and technical aptitude a plus.

Specifically need at least one each:

Driver
Safe Cracker
Acquirer of difficult to locate goods
Big fuck-off muscle
Wildcard

Interested parties can enquire at the Frosty Flagon Inn.

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