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R'elend strolls through the brush of the South Shroud in an uncharacteristically good mood.Â
Sure he'd had to haul corpses around, and fight a giant plant monster, but hey, at least he got paid, right?Â
Well not paid technically, as there was some screw up with the adventurers guild that would take some time to sort out. He bounces a fat bag of coins in his hand as he walks, humming a jaunty tune. Fortunately there had been a lovely and compliant keeper at the leve stand who had been willing to give up her own purse in exchange. Of course it had taken a few threats and a lot of lies but...Â
Life is so lovely when people do what you want, no?
He pauses as he reaches the edge of the swamp dividing the shroud from Eastern Thanalan. Groups of Wood Wailers were searching the road and nearby brushes with unusual determination.
"Oh hells..." he grumbles, "You sold me out Furs."
His Keeper companion had been less than thrilled at his course of action, and it appears she had alerted the Wailers. "What was her name again?" He muses as he begins to temp tromp into the waters of the monster infested swamp, hoping to avoid the notice of the wailers.
"Kiht?" He swats away a bug as he makes his way south back towards home. "More like... Bihtch. Heh."Â
"Heh heh."
Sure he'd had to haul corpses around, and fight a giant plant monster, but hey, at least he got paid, right?Â
Well not paid technically, as there was some screw up with the adventurers guild that would take some time to sort out. He bounces a fat bag of coins in his hand as he walks, humming a jaunty tune. Fortunately there had been a lovely and compliant keeper at the leve stand who had been willing to give up her own purse in exchange. Of course it had taken a few threats and a lot of lies but...Â
Life is so lovely when people do what you want, no?
He pauses as he reaches the edge of the swamp dividing the shroud from Eastern Thanalan. Groups of Wood Wailers were searching the road and nearby brushes with unusual determination.
"Oh hells..." he grumbles, "You sold me out Furs."
His Keeper companion had been less than thrilled at his course of action, and it appears she had alerted the Wailers. "What was her name again?" He muses as he begins to temp tromp into the waters of the monster infested swamp, hoping to avoid the notice of the wailers.
"Kiht?" He swats away a bug as he makes his way south back towards home. "More like... Bihtch. Heh."Â
"Heh heh."