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I must say one thing, this place sounds awesome, I'm just wish I could become a Dwarf. Poor me, too poor to pay 5$ for a R.C

(Still, what people do or not, it's the rules that make wwhat you say flawed. "Without war declared, you cannot grief, or Non-Rp kill others." I've defended myself, just casually being in this building during attackks, so I understand that, but people don't say ANYTHING, they just stab me, then when I stab back the cry for a ban. Also, don't post un the undead forum, use off-topic, feddback, or something like that. Actually, I think it's bannable (From the forums) at this point.)

Earlier today, I took down a thief, Who'd been plauging me for days. So, i drag him to Hayden, Hayden then threatens me, and tries to arrest me for bringing the Scum bag in. Not to mention guards have robbed me.

(Well, I'd reply.. It's a book though... Grr. My mind hurts.)

Nice person, but she'd be a better moderator seeing she doesn't have that many posts on the forum , anyway, still. One up, even though we've had past indescretions.

*A dirtied book lies on the road, neglected and beaten, interested you pull open the journal. Several names are scrawled down but they are too washed out to read.*

My foolishness, causing me to think that I could trust Lodric. I joined him to gain power, setting a illusion that I was devoted to serving his “lords” who he praised so greatly, and with such reverence. My blade sung, and I was pleased that my goal was finally in sight. Time passed, days ended. We began to fight more often, going as far as to kill destroy the “F.O.A’s” fortress, even after that I still did not have the power I deserved. Time passed, I began to realize how useless my efforts were, his lord’s still considered me a mut, and I was given nothing for my services.

Some time ago, we captured a “Enlightened” or whatever they consider themselves anymore. I spoke with him, trying to subdue my interest in the power he holds, in that gold stave. Again, I slipped. “So, what is it like?” I asked, thinking into how he achieved his abilities.

“What do you mean, my child?” he replied with agitating arrogance. I clarified, meaning about the power he holds. He smiled at me, and laughed.

“Aeriel’s blessing is great.” I grunted, angry at his games, thinking he was taunting me.

“Don’t play with me, I mean the power.”

He smirked again, I went out to strike him, then decided better. “Aeriel’s blessing is it’s cause.” I sighed and heard bones rattling. A “Lord” was approaching. He growled, and ordered me to release him with due haste. I sighed, and pulled the lever as Wrath materialized, ordering me to keep him locked up, in that pitiful trap. It was laughable. The nameless one was already out, and going with “Lord” Lannith to the “Cookie-Lady and the Overlord.” I am still wondering why a child was chosen to be so powerful.

(Hello guys, this is the first in a set I'm working on. Mind you, I'm 13,(Also English is kind of A second language. I'm not THAT good.)

Very, very good idea's... I like the thought of building in Ravines, I've brought it up to others before.

I'm guessing the project died.. Well, there goes my ambition.

Point being, I do not care about him. Now, If your willing to deal weith serious buisness, State it now.

Then pray tell, How can one simply overthrow a queen with no backstory past the fact that he is Heir? I don't think it's that simple. Then again, if there was RP, I'm glad Enor is king, he's a good guy.

The battle has Ended. It was a while ago, Sorry about that. I still want guards and some Rouges though, So I'm still hiring.

I mean, There was a massive war over the throne, then Enor appears and suddenly is king? It does seem a little odd, and GM's ussually don't take a "Let's watch it play out" attitude. So, Meh.)

I too Agree. He is a great man.

(Also, I have had succsesful contracts before W/ W1lll and the Shad'

rin.)

(Yeah, but it's mostly bragging. I had also said my objectives lay in important matters, I'm not going to find every Orphan's father. Some of it is lies to make up what I COULDN'T know.) Sporadic This isn't the first post of mine you've gone after. Just stay away, I don't feel like dealing with A troll.)

Well, Bard. Explain why I should know your father? I have told this to others, I deal with matters with more "Phisicality" then the Plight of a orphan.

Yes, actually.

I sm looking for Iron. A lot of Iron. Possible Employees /tell me.

There is already A Academy being buit, but other then that this seems original.

I won't go through some Speech on why I need you, I'm not that much of a Braggart.

I need Swordsmen, Archers, and Rouges to fight for me, and beleive me, Oh will I pay. I need you soon however, I wish to lend the aid of House Zauviir to a upcoming battle. Now, let me go into requirements.

Sidenote: I am BUYING materials as well.

Requirements: You will need to bring your OWN armor, I will provide swords, and possibly bows, but am unsre about Arrows. If you miss the Battle, you are NOT getting paid. Simple as that.

Rates are negotiable, Don't worry.

I always require more... Workers... I shall find you... Soon.

Be careful, 'Broker'. Many of us make it our calling to study history and attain knowledge. It is a delicate art that requires communication and consensus.

What makes you think your hustled tidbits hold any authority? What gives you any more credibility than a crone with a crystal ball?

(Do you have to come after every post I make?) Where we differ is that I don't hunch myself over soe ten thousand year old tome. I handle matters of Now, not 75 years ago. Ask my client's wether i've made A difference. I'm sure they'd agree I had, but wait! You don't know who THEY are? Now how abou you go die in A pit sometime? (Also, Prefferably keep this to Jobs, not radom UMGINULIOKE posts.)

(To the person who to thought this was like Shadow broker: I see the Similarities, but I feel it's a relatively untouched idea other then that, and it creates good RP.)

We take Residence in Calestine, but our mansion is in A undisclosed location. I'd be glad to meet you there. (/tell me anytime.)

Request pending. Favor contracted.

(Creative response, Hwaldar.) I'm always watching. However, I think yours are long dead... You poor poor man. if you want me to look further into your Pitful life, tell me.

Greetings, some of you may know me. Most, of you won't.

I am the Information Broker. I know you. I know your family. I know everything there is to know in Aegis, and with every day I learn more. Thing is, You don't. That's why you come to me. I trade information for favors. Not unfair, Is it? Sometimes it may be assistance, sometimes A trade of secrets or Minas.

Leave the note here. My Agents will be waiting. Goodbye.

PS: Any attempts to find me will result in your swift demise.

(Anything posted here is Confidential. Any attempts to use anything other then this note shall be considered Metagaming.)