An Amazing Opportunity! }{ Open Adventure.

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Join Minnerp Boddyjon
For An Amazing Opportunity!
All Able And Willing Warriors Accepted!

Minnerp Boddyjon Seeks Brave Warriors to Accompany him on an amazing adventure to a forgotten tomb. The ghosts of old hold no fear for skilled warriors and mages, and the rewards shall be great! It is said the one inside was a mighty and rich man...!

If Interested, contact Minnerp Bodyjon, Necromancer, at the Roaring Boar Pub in Tamasha's North Centre.

The little gnome held the bulletin up with one hand and stabbed a small, sharp pin into the paper, leaving it hanging on the public bulletin board for all to see. The wind tugged at it slightly, but the pin held firm. Satisfied, the odd little man walked back to the inn, dodging the legs and chests of tall folk.

The necromancer had heard of the tomb in an old book. It was simply referred to as the Bastion of Souls, the resting place of a long-dead necromancer. Though he knew that old ghosts seldom go quietly (having studied several himself), Minnerp was confident that any brave enough to answer his request would be able to handle it.

[vandeski]

Uthec stared at the post wounderig if he should take up the offer. He was running low on coin after all. "geuss i should go find him then". So Uthec left in search for the patron heading for the Roaring boar pub. When he enterd the biulding he was assaulting by the smoldering smell of a burnt out fire from the hearth. Uthec looked around the room not sure who was this Minnerp Bodyjon. "I am looking for Minnerp Bodyjon, is about this place?"

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Minnerp heard his name called below, and nearly threw Raven the raven to the ground in his excitement. Grabbing his black old walking stick, he hurtled down the stairs, nearly knocking over a pair of drunks on the way down. He flew out off the stairs and past the inn keeper, yelling;
"I'm Minnerp Boddyjon! Me!" Hew saw a head swivel owards him from across the room.

[vandeski]

Uthec watched as a smalle gnome excitedly ran in his Ddirection screaming "I'm Minnerp Boddyjon! Me!". He was a strange little fellow, his claok a marade of patch work with hues of blue green and violet. Uthec thought he had sort of a crazed look with his scruffy hair and random blones hanging from here and there. "Well met Mr. Boddyjon, i noticed your bullatin and was woundering if the offer was still available. I am skilled with a blade and have a bit of magic at my disposle. I fear nothing but an empty stomach" said Uthec with a smirk. "Do I fit your requirment?" asked Uthec at length.

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What's that sound? Rattling amour and weapons. Stellshoed hooves, the black beast - a warhorse stoped on the path outside the tavern. A redheaded stableboy with freckles all over his body came running towards the party of to; the rider and the horse. She jumped off and handed over the reins to the boy. The horse stroke his ears to his neck.

- Oh.. behave.

It was a womans voice. And sure, it was a woman under the hood. The horse seemed to listen and started behaving... or not. The sulky horse would still nibble on the stableboys fingers.

- I am looking for a mister Minnerp ...somthing. Is he in there?

The boy nodded and pointed to the door. A coin landed in his hand and she walked in to the taverna. She held her coins close to herself and left the hood on. The cloak was as white as snow and ser armour shining like a brite star. She grabbed a wench.

- Minnerp...?
"Over there, milady" the wench replied. Catelyn turned and glanzed suppreised on gnome while walking to his table. She didn't pay much attention to his acomapny.

- Minnerp? I am here to anwser your call.

The female paladin smiled and pulled the hood back, letting the long blond hair down on her shoulders. She didn't look like a brave paladin, more like the woman that the paladins would dream about. But she was a grown woman in the age of 26 years and her greyish eyes showed her true self; a brave and loyal soul.