T
Tipsynaruto
Guest
Original poster
[BCOLOR=transparent]It was barely midday and the bar was packed to the brim. A fair amount of the patrons were run-of-the-mill workers, milling about at the receptionist and at a large board, but for the most part, it was filled with a special kind of people, all bearing the same crest. Despite its size, the Fox Tail members were hearty and rowdy, enjoying the comforts of food and drinks as they awaited for whatever requests came their way. After all, guilds exist as a community of like minded people, but also as a member of society. To contribute back, established guilds welcome requests for help from the local populace. From amongst this loud hubbub stood a lone blonde figure. As crowded as the board was, it was oddly empty around this Ramja Bal IV. It may be due to the clothes that Ramja wear, or maybe the horns, but it was most likely the intense expression of concentration that Ramja bared as they stared holes through the board.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]What shall I choose? What is a worthy cause for us to undertake? [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent] [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Jus take somethin, Rammy! Ya scarin off the customers! Look, there is even a flower collecting one! Fitting for a girl like yourself!"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]It would seem impossible for Ramja to furrow its brow even more, but it did, intensely.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"I am not a girl, you knave! Address me correctly, or not at all, you drunkards! Away with you!"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]While her fellow guild members cackled away at successfully baiting Ramja, a "new" request was plastered onto the board. "New" was being generous as it was crumpled up and scrawled with one of the worst handwriting it has ever seen. However, it was the content that intrigued Ramja. Ramja picked up the keywords of lord, oppression, freedom and save us and without a second, Ramja snatched it off the board and strode with purpose towards two other louts that should be nearby. There was a noble deed in the making and that needed correcting![/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Adreal! Kyroth! Where are you!? We have work to do![/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]The royal dropped itself on an empty chair, slammed the request page onto the table next to it and leaned back. Ramja was not accustomed to hustling after people individually and this was much more efficient than sending one of the guild runners to search for them individually. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent] [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]What shall I choose? What is a worthy cause for us to undertake? [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent] [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Jus take somethin, Rammy! Ya scarin off the customers! Look, there is even a flower collecting one! Fitting for a girl like yourself!"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]It would seem impossible for Ramja to furrow its brow even more, but it did, intensely.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"I am not a girl, you knave! Address me correctly, or not at all, you drunkards! Away with you!"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]While her fellow guild members cackled away at successfully baiting Ramja, a "new" request was plastered onto the board. "New" was being generous as it was crumpled up and scrawled with one of the worst handwriting it has ever seen. However, it was the content that intrigued Ramja. Ramja picked up the keywords of lord, oppression, freedom and save us and without a second, Ramja snatched it off the board and strode with purpose towards two other louts that should be nearby. There was a noble deed in the making and that needed correcting![/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Adreal! Kyroth! Where are you!? We have work to do![/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]The royal dropped itself on an empty chair, slammed the request page onto the table next to it and leaned back. Ramja was not accustomed to hustling after people individually and this was much more efficient than sending one of the guild runners to search for them individually. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent] [/BCOLOR]