The call of gold [Quest]

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Considered one of the most mysterious cities in Mizahar, Alvadas is called The City of Illusions. It is the home of Ionu and the notorious Inverted. This city sits on one of the main crossroads through The Region of Kalea.

The call of gold [Quest]

Postby Coren on October 16th, 2012, 4:42 pm

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While most of the city of alvadas was quieter and more subdued since the breakout of a massive amount of ghosts from the sealed grounds at the start of this season. Most people didn't dare to get out of their houses or walk through the streets alone let alone that most people would brave the wild streets to get a drink in this atmosphere. Still, the lure of beer and a little bit of company was strong, so even in these strange times there were a few brave,or addicted, stragglers lurking in the bars of Alvadas.

In one of those bars though there where two men who had more on their mind then just a pint of cheap beer. The shorter of the duo, an excitable looking man had jumped on a rickety table in the middle of the bar. Using it as an impromtu stage while the larger one just stood back cradling his head in his hands, trying to stave off the coming headache.
“Citizens of alvadas!” the man yelled out, the few people who hadn't cared to give him a glance before now where looking at him. “Does your heart yearn for adventure and riches? Are your dreams filled with the prospect of adventure and excitement. Do you wish that you can do something more then...” He was quickly cut b as the larger man had finally enough of this bad and rather cheesy sales pitch. “Brother, just stop that will you, you are sounding like some overeager merchant with bad wares.” The shorter man scoffed. “nonsense, nothing is wrong with some sense of grandeur...” once more the larger of the pair cut the man off. “You are just letting us look like a duo of fools. So why don't you sit back and let me do the talking okay?” He didn't pay any more attention to the grumbling of his brother and just looked towards the few people in the bar who where paying them any attention.
“Look, both me and my brother know where something really valuable is located and we got a map on how to get there. We are willing to divide that treasure with a few people if they help us getting to it. Make no mistake though, this isn't a cakewalk and might end up with you being maimed or worse for life. Because the map starts in demarkus manor.” He let the knowledge sink in as he waited for anybody to respond to his and his brothers request.
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