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 Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 9:44 pm
EvilSilverDragon Tracey nodded saying, “Thanks” before turning around and leaving the shop. This one would be easy and hard at the same time. He knew where to start, Kara. Her home was filled with unknown and often horrid smelling items.
Gathering a ticket on a ferry to the island, he waited out the boring ride there. This time was spent thinking about Tia and preparing himself for Kara. As the captain of the ferry told everyone to take their seats, he remained where he was. Unlike the travelers with him, dull twits watching out for pirate ships and clapping at the dolphins, he wasn’t interested in acting like he had no sense. Taking a deep breath though his nose, he got himself ready.
Walking on the pier, hearing the wood creaking under the pounding of hundreds of reluctantly sober feet, he couldn’t help but laugh at the grumblings of sailors angry that the bar had been burnt down years ago and no one ever was able to rebuild it.
Walking to Kara’s hut, he knocked and waited. After waiting ten minutes, he ventured to open the door, nothing was left behind, nothing. Standing in the door way in shock, he lost track of how long he was their.
A man with shocking bright blonde hair came by and asked why he was standing there. He responded about what he was looking for and the man told him to follow. With nothing better to do and unwilling to ask what could have happened to Kara, he followed the man.
Two miles of walking up an incline later, they came along to a pool of crystal clear water and piles of banana leaves. The only thing that gave them away as unnatural in their spot was that they were perfectly green and healthy. Approaching a pile, he was surprised to feel a familiar punch hit his jaw. Falling over in shock, he looked up to Kara who had jumped up from the leaves. Apparently she was hiding out there for the timing being. Before he could speak, she hugged the life mostly out of him and the man showed up with the vile he had asked for. The retched smell was able to distract Kara enough so that Tracey could breathe.
As quickly as possible, he made his escape knowing there would be hell to pay when he came back, but that’s how it always was.
Back on the ferry, he was on his way back to the Tome Keeper. Walking back into the shop, the vile now having a cork to keep the smell and liquid in, he hands it to her, "Here you go, can I get anything else?" Sarah takes the vial of liquid and puts it away in a protective case. She then goes back to Tracey and gives him 4 Doubloons Sarah went back to her books to find Tracey another task, she wrote something on a piece of parchment and then handed it to Tracey. The note reads: The sharpest teeth stolen from evil fish.
Sharp Fish Teeth
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 9:52 pm
sage_the_vampirc_angel Pushing open the door with a soft and low grumble, Wren smiled once in the into the room. Her favorite room when she had still lived with her parents and brother had been the study. For her father had always had weird papers and books, all there for Wren to learn from. " I heard that you hand out tasks?" Sarah chuckled at the girl, "I wouldn't say I hand them out, but I do give people tasks if they wish to take them," she smiled, and it appears that you want to take a task," she smiled and went to her books, again she wrote something on a piece of parchment and then handed it to Wren. The note reads: Ink that is as purple as purple grapes.
Purple Ink
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 9:57 pm
Lockesly L`Crit "I have the time, and I am willing to pay for room, board, and tuition, if you wish to instruct me on the very basics of magic," Jonathan says as he counts out his dubloons... forty-two in all, after making a purchase from the nearby merchant. He only hoped that Sarah lived humble enough to not demand a large sum of money for what Jonathan asked, but he would be willing to pay anything. "I can, in return, teach you the art of strategy," the officer says with a lopsided grin, hoping to increase his worth to her. Sarah sighed, "I don't really wish to take on any aprentices at this time," she said to Jonathan, "please don't take it personally."
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 10:08 pm
MoonRazor "Icemist Dragon Gown?" She repeated, perplexed. "Huh, I've never heard of such a thing..." She took the slip of paper Sarah handed her and read through it. Looking up, she shrugged with a helpless grin. "I guess I'll have to look harder for this." She half joked, already heading out the door.
It took Marey a full day to find the gown. She scoured everywhere for it, and in the end, managed to get the gown as a favor from an acquaintance. She burst through the doors. "Here!" She said, obviously rather pleased with herself. Needless to say, she wasn't used to buying clothing such as this, but although she regarded the gown as if it were some sort of alien material, she was proud. Sarah took the gown from Marey and replaced it with 8 Doubloons Sarah then put the gown down on one of the many tables.
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 10:19 pm
"Thank you" With a bow and those words he was off again, this time to go fishing. Tracey never had very much like for the activity, so he did fishing of another kind. He went to the local fish markets instead. Oh, he knew he would smell something awful by the end of the day and the stench brought back memories of his childhood he would rather not have. However, this was for the greater good and he would do it.
Stories of catching fish bigger then a man's body were the most people could talk about, it seemed but he managed to find someone that had been in the Caribbean and had the body of the rubbery tasting fish for sale. Granted, he believed the man was asking for too much, he still paid for the item and started to leave. It was the sight of a group of hungry children, just bones and ill cared for skin, no hope in their eyes that caused him to stop. All he really needed were the teeth, so, after pulling the jaws out of the creature, he handed the body to the kids, "Now, the meat is bad, cook it in a fire for a long time, until the skin turns black, then the meat will be safe." They nodded their heads, said thank-you and ran off with their prize.
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Back at the Tome Keeper's place he walked up to her, and waited his turn to hand over the item and ask for a new task. As he waited, he tired not to think of how badly he must smell.
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 10:38 pm
"Wow, thank you." Marey accepted the eight coins and flashed Sarah a smile. "Thanks so much for all this." She knew she had little time left that day, and waved. "Well, I have to get to some other things. I'd much rather be here getting things for you though." She chuckled, shoving open the door. "But I'll be back." With a good-natured wink at Sarah, she left.
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 11:29 pm
Strutting back into the small room, Wren smiled pausing for a moment to look around the room till she moved fowards again. "So you may not hand out task, you may give them to the willing but how does one get a job. Hm well whatever you may wish to call this, like this?" Smiling softly Wren sat the jar of purple ink on the counter.
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Posted: Sat Sep 30, 2006 11:44 pm
Tia scratched her head on her way out. White ink???? Where does one get white ink and what the heck would they use it for she thought for abit before remebering the old man she had got her special no damage jurnal from.
"Any ink you want I can make it!!!" The strange old man would say along with added advertisments for the things he sold.
Tia quickly made his way to him careful not to run into any of her past she quickly traded in an old favor he owed her for the ink before making her way back to Sarah Tia waited till everyone was out of the way to give the white ink to Sarah.
"If you need anything else just let me know."
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 2:52 am
He bowed, and said ''I have completed your task, Here is A helm of the Vikings'', he added on a happy note ''With horns and everything.''
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 1:44 pm
Rushing into the room, was the consumed girl herself. "Tome Keeper?" She called, sifting through the many people in the room. She had in her hands, a jar full on gorgeous blue butterflies. They fluttered around in the jar, and seemed to dance. It soothed Annabelle. She liked these far more than those grasshoppers."I've got them!" She called, finally spotting the woman and handing her the jar, smiling.
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 6:18 pm
*Handing over the Chicky Hat, Jared had no clue why anyone wouldneed such an item in a task but shrugs it off, it wasnt his problem and looks at Sarah* Any other tasks you have me to do?
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 11:22 pm
Sarah walks to the old wooden door, and unlocks it. "Hopefully some of those psople will return now that I am able to re-open the doors of this room," Sarah then walked back to her books, and awaits the first of the people.
(( We're Re-open, also if you asked for a task since my last post, you will need to re-request for a task sweatdrop ))
EDIT: (( Also, make sure to read the first page, there have been a few changes in how tasks will work. ))
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 11:47 pm
Jonathan walks through the doors, intent on completing one of his long sought-after projects. "I would like a task to perform, if I may," he says with a smile.
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 12:06 am
Sarah smiled, it seemed that the first person to come for a task since unlocking the door was one of the first people to come for a task back when she first opened. "Just a moment Jonathan," she said softly as she went to her newest book to gather some of the text from a spell. "Seems this book isn't as straight-forward as the others," she said softly to herself as she wrote part of the strange list on some parchment. She walked over to Jonathan, "Here you go," she said as she handed him the paper. The Note A weapon of pure darkness, used by men of the shadows. It shares the name with the celestial being of the darkness that flows.
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