An Apprentice Needed

[Wrynn 1349]

[!]A note is pinned to various sign posts around the Isles of Axios.

[Aphromo 12]

The elf would scratch his chin at a leisurely pace while reading the note posted on the announcement board. Taking a few steps back, the elf would begin to walk away, mumbling some words under his breath " Oh, it offends me to the soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags. These are the youths that thunder at a playhouse, and fight for bitten apples, a scheme of sorts for thy work to be terminated." 

[DrinkPesticide 52]

A young ker's gaze would be caught by the notice, he'd skim his hues over the parchment several times over, absorbing the details of the position eagerly. Nerrin proceeded to shift to the closest flat surface, quickly penning down a response on a sheet of paper produced from the inner reaches of his satchel. He'd call for a pigeon, fastening the rolled parchment tightly to the avian's heel, he'd cast the bird towards the skies, frowning at the long wait to come.

The note, if unfurled and scanned over would read:

"Dear Sir, I, Nerrin Delevoye, find myself interested in the apprenticeship you propose in your notice. I find little to do in Leyu'celia other than cast my fishing hook and converse with a select few Mali I see dotted around the camp, it's for this reason that the chance to go beyond the camp for a reason other than simply visiting Linandria greatly perks my interest, along with the chance to learn new skills. As far as my current capabilities go I find myself to be a keen angler, though other than that I'm a blank slate looking for something keep my time and attention in the years to come. Concerning leaving things behind, I'll likely be urged to visit Leyu'celia to see loved ones and such at semi regular intervals, I could see why this may be terms for denial.

- Yours faithfully, Nerrin Delevoye."

((No idea if I post this here, or pm it to you. I could've checked, but oh well.))

[HedgeHug 2049]

Brathal kicks a young lad to the front of the crowd. @nanoninja23

 

In the meantime an Uruk far, far away wonders how things ended between August and his cow.

[idiot 502]

"What happened to Bertha..? Or was it Betty?" mumbled Garsto.

[_NotChris 278]

 

A man with a brown beard and  green eyes looks upon a notice nailed to a bored in one of the many cities of Axios.  After seeing the notice he would walk away but to return with a parchment with writing on it, it reads:   "Ello Mister August, I am Lincoln,  I write to ye in the hopes of getting this apprenticeship of yours. Im at the age of twenty one, im a strong lad physically and can do hard labor if need, I also have hopes of becoming a trader of sorts, and I think this apprenticeship would be a great way to learn and explore the land of Axios. As of this moment I live in Carasca, and island east of the orcs, its a wonderful city with wonderful people. - Lincoln 

 

 

[Icarnus 1669]

Christophe reads the note, pondering the thought of leaving all he holds dear behind. He'd inquire to himself, "Apprenticeship for what?"

[kingnothing 571]

A palpably stupid farfolk man child yells at the note about half-way through reading it!

"Yes!"

Thinking this would effectively communicate his desire to become the man's apprentice, he meandered off back towards his farm with a certain satisfaction in tow.

[Dreek 1633]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

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