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Sand tilts his head, remembering him in the Shields. He ponders a moment before deciding not to send back a letter of acceptance.
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Sand looks over the man's application, he notes this person has no notoriety and no experience in previous forces. He eventually decides not to send a letter of acceptance to the man.
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(( Sorry for late reply my notifications didn't go off for some reason. ))
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Merc RP is the most fun I've had in awhile.
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*A letter of acceptance is sent to the origin of this application. It gives directions to head to Abresi as soon as possible to aid in the contract the company is working on.*
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Sand reads over the applicants and converses with his men about these two, after the meeting both men are sent letters of acceptance carried by two sellswords to each man. They escort them back to Abresi where the current contract is being upheld.
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*Fliers are posted along the old camp of the Sandborn, it states the following* "The Sandborn have been under contract with Abresi for an elven day now, all men not there yet move your tent to Abresi and keep your blades honed." ~ Signed Captain Sand
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Two mercenaries approach the letter of origin to escort you to the camp in Abresi, where the Sandborn are working on a current contract. A letter of acceptance in one's hand. Sand looks over application, remembering seeing this one be executed in the arena, Sand also notes what he has heard from past guild leaders on this man. He eventually decides not to send a letter of acceptance.
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Responding to sandborn company apps later tonight. Watching the game
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Two sellswords each are dispatched to both of them, showing them acceptance letters and escorting them back to Abresi, where the current contract is being fulfilled.
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Switching to your sword is really glitchy, js.
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Oh god, what ever you do. Don't spam click, you'll never recover.
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http://imgur.com/dZOARWE What the hell >.>
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Sand looks over the applicant, remembering him from his old nobility days. He nods his head at the experience he sends of a raven carrying the words of acceptance to the place of origin.
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Sand looks over the applicant he recently let in, he checks it over with him then sends a letter of acceptance back to where this letter originated from.
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Sand looks over his application noticing he was in the Shields "We'll likely have to retrain him everything he knows about weaponry and warfare, but we could always use more men..." Sand then sends off a letter of acceptance to the place it came from.
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Grins reading Corvos application, remembering the old days. A letter of acceptance is sent in return to the place the application was sent in from. Looks over the man's apparent young age and experience leading, he nods his head as he ponders the situation before sending off a letter of acceptance, the small scroll tied to the ankle of a raven as it heads to where the letter was sent from.
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What race are you? 'White', I've never laughed so hard.
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(( These three are deemed the original men who Sand took with him into the desert to train, the rest will be recruited members ))
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4.0 should be a much much much larger map, with the outsides the wilds, and the RP aspect bunched together in the middle. Like Aegis.
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