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A small band of various fortune seekers set off to the battlefield where this 'Boggen' was supposedly seen.

Vodor the Frostbitten, the Ice Troll of the South, feels a twinge of sadness as more of his people are hunted down.

[!] Several children street urchins, dirty and covered in stains, could be seen plastering freshly made parchments throughout the trade boards of Vailor. At the top of the page the insignia of none other than the marine slaving queens, the Talbot Company. -=+Talbot Co. Slave Property+=- Salam rafiqi! Today, we bring you some fine property; as we always do! A young man, self proclaimed jack of all trades, at the age of twenty two. A lone adventurer, he could be made into something if one so wished. As-salamu alaykum rafiqis! Happy bidding. [!] Written below the introduction is several details about the slave in question. Name: Azariah Race: Human Age: 22 years old Occupation: Adventurer, laborer Physiological Condition: Sane, friendly Physical Condition: Average, no injuries. Bidding Starts at 200 minas

-SOLD- Shokran to the buyer

[!] A fresh poster is hung up, with the Talbot Company logo spread across the top of it nice and neat. Talbot Company Property Salam Rafiqi! We have a Wood Elf capable of fighting today. We found her after she scuffled with some folk under a bridge and won; we disarmed her (no pun on her missing hand), though she is capable to work and ambitious! She did win, remember. Name: Akara Race: Wood Elf Age: Young Condition: Missing one hand, healthy otherwise, able to fight. Attitude: Quiet, a little bit sassy, and quite the bargainer Starting Price: 250 [!] A sketch of the woman is hung below

Application -OOC- Mc Name: kincaid_ Skype: thehightinker Do you have teamspeak?: yep -RP- Name: Adil al-Sakhr Race: Qalasheen Age: 32

MC Name: Hightinker IC Name: Kaid Brooks Age: Thirty Race: Human Minor Backstory: Kaid Brooks was born to a small town and so called 'Lordship' in the wilds, pioneers settled because they couldn't afford to live in any of the nations-.. Or get jobs for that matter. He had a younger sister by a few years and a brother, a set of parents aswell. His family owned a lumbering business, wood cutting and all the sorts. Brooks Chopping and Logging it was called. Not too long after he was born, his mother grew ill from birthing him. Being a small town, it was a worry that others might get sick, and they cared for her. The town pleaded for medicines of any sort from the local Lord, but he refused, out right IGNORING his own people that he supposedly watched out for. The town progressively grew worse with no attention. Many didn't have money to spend, and others were scraping at the bottom of the can. Brooks' family went under rather quickly, them supplying a lot of wood for repairs without a cost to help the town. Greed brewed in the belly of Kaid's father however, and he went to the Lordships Fort to get a job as a guard, leaving home completely, sick of caring for his wife and three kids. Kaid, being the oldest, took over the business with his sister to care for their mother, his brother left to go pursue the medical field to try and help their mom. The towns luck ran dry however, with raiders visiting so often to terrorize the town and take what little they had, the lord cared little however, too busy with his own needs. Kaid spearheaded the founding of a militia, to be ready to fight when raiders came. They asked the lord for weapons, food, and supplies, but he ignored it. The Lord thought in his mind that they were getting greedy, and were going to try and fight HIM, so he twisted their words, saying to his force that they in sighted to attack. The Lord sent his Guards to seek the raiders, and help them get the town in exchange for their swords. Kaid in this time became proficient with a board n' axe and hunting bow in combat, after training with the militia fending off wild wolves, bears, and the sorts. The attack came swiftly, the town severely unprepared for less than rusty blades and stone pointed arrows, the town was massacred. Kaid put on an alright fight, but was eventually struck down, and then in an instant, opened his eyes, his memory fogged. He looked around at the sandstone walls of the Cloud Temple, confused, but feeling sore, and some pain. He set off to adventure from there, and has found himself here.

To me, this seems like a fantastic idea. Has a charm to it that I think could be used in tons of different ways.

10 is a little much? If I did my math right that would be 130 Bards, in all from each nation. doesn't that see, like a wee bit much? I would lower that number because I doubt every nation has 10 bards at hand, seeing as it is NATIONS not RACES

Is that last spoiler the humans stand? Just kidding, sounds fun though!

Bring on the Plague Doctors!