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The Hooded man would look over the stacks of papers on his desk, cursing to himself as he eyed the spots where his quill slipped from his fingers. None the less he was content as his work was finally finished. Smiling as he bound the last copy of his first edition to its leather cover. "15" He said after placing them all to the side. "15 Original copies... no more" He would mutter to himself slowly rising from his desk, his chair letting an audible creak of relief as its owners weight was removed. The man would go to his door, placing the 15 books in 3 equal piles outside his door, and come 4 o'clock sure enough they'd be in the hands of his trusted distributors. Letting a sigh of relief the man looked back to his desk, eyes fixing upon the cover of the master copy of his creation. Inspiration flooded the obscured writer once again, making his way to his desk. As the man sat his fingers went straight to work. The strokes of his quill flew across the parchment as the man brought the image in his head to life upon it, the curves of the lines meeting seamlessly. Soon enough he was content, sitting back as he looked at what was to be the title page for the second edition, smiling as he read the books title aloud. "Busty Warhawke Maids" he would give a small chuckle as he eyed the woman upon the parchment. The man sat upright looking to his door, his hand pulling on his hood slightly. Perhaps he would go out to conduct more research for his story. The Warhawke camp wasn't too far away. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- OOC: 15 Copies of the Original have been made, and no more will be made. If you get a copy of it keep it. I don't know how many editions will be made but whoever holds possession of at least 1 of every edition when I finally call it quits will get some kind of reward. This is all just meant for fun, the stories aren't about anyone on the server unless they've asked to be (Warhawke babes only). As of now ~7ish books have been claimed. travel the roads and hope one of the distributors decide to drop one for you. -The Masked Man

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Sam would overhear a small conversation within her tavern discussing news of the mages death, her eyes resting upon the small stone bear figure on her counter. "The good ones always seem to leave us sooner then they should" she would say, a hint of sadness creeping into her usually joyous tone.

((A few saints days ago)) Sam would look at her pricing chart, looking at the empty space beside where the price per room would be. "so, if someone pays me 10 mina per saints day . . . ill have 70 mina by the end of a saints week" she would write the number down "So ill just make the saints week price 50 mina, that should make people want to buy the yearly rental more" she would say happily as she put the board above the bar. "well, guess I should open the doors" she would say going to open her tavern for business. @Star Platinum ((just thought id let you know my reasoning for the price. and I like it cheaper cause my taxes are very generous, and most people who stay in taverns don't have much money, I want the price to look appealing.))

Just something I thought to add, Yes the name is kind of memey, but any memery that happens in my tavern in rp will be cause for me to remove you from it. And please only enter if you have plans of Rping, none of that running around and jumping table to table thing, if I see you doing it ill yell at you and point out your idiocracy.

-===*Signs would be nailed around the islands of Tahn and Asul*===- --===================================================================-- Come on down to the Krusty Krag if you're looking for a crisp cold drink to warm your belly or sooth your soul, and indulge yourself in our mouth watering signature dish that is sure to please your taste buds even as you sleep. Top tier service awaits you from a friendly and welcoming barkeep as well as friendly faces to converse or confide in. Come for the mystery of our "Meal of the Day" if you're feeling curious for a cheap price, or Purchase our fabled signature dish "The Kraggy Patty" made with our signature blend of spices, fresh crisp lettuce, juicy plump tomatoes, bold cheese that delivers a savory blast to your taste buds, fresh never frozen steak patty that melts in your mouth with an explosion of flavor, and our top secret sauce made by a collection of the best chefs in Axios sworn to secrecy. For those looking for an amazing burger for a lower price seek the discount Kraggy Patty, made with everything the premium patty is, but lacking the pleasure inducing sauce. We have a wide assortment of drinks to wet your tongue, and warm your heart from one of the most intoxicating brews of Vodka in Axios, to some of the most muscle relaxing and mind easing teas in the lands. After current renovations we will have bigger rooms to house those who need housing for a reasonable price of 50 mina a year ((irl week)) or 10 mina a month ((irl day)). Tavern residents will receive free breakfast each morning upon asking, and a discount on all purchases for the entirety of their stay and a whole month after should they rent for a year. Nobody is ever turned away, If you don't have the mina for what is on the board we have water for the thirsty, and a wide supply of food donated by the kind hearted people of the Krag who have agreed to help me "leave no man starved". So whatever it is you are looking for, you can be sure to find it at the Krusty Krag! *Directions to the Krusty Krag would be written below* --====================================================================- 1. If you Start at the Temple docks hop onto the boat that travels between the Temple and Tahn, it usually docks in the middle of the other 2. 2. Once you have docked in Tahn head for where the carts cluster to pick up travelers and look for one that has red and black dressing. 3. Ride the cart until it stops in Norland just outside the Krag isles and head for the fortress on the sea stack. 4. Once inside the fortress head down the main road, the Krusty Krag is right before the road curves, look for the big sign. -Sam

-=={( A Notice would be nailed to many posts within the Krag )}==- +-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-+ *The words written upon the parchment would be almost unreadable to most Norlanders, only fully legible to those who had an understanding of Blah* "To de khunt daht ztole tha zword ehn de crypz, Mi gibben lat wun zaintz dey ta gib de zword ta *Many attempts at the name would be made, each failed attempt with a thick X crossing it out. The successful name seeming to be in another's penship* Arber Ro'ark zho et may be gibben ta ehtz rahtful ownur Arthahz. *The words below would be written haste fully, every word slowly becoming more and more illegible, a clear sense of hate with each stroke.* "Ef Lat nub gib zword ta Ahbur ehn wun zaintz dey dehn Abrer findz lat ehn flatz dem zho dey be fed ta Auburs beer gubbzah!" *A Sketch depicting the consequences should the sword not be handed over would be drawn quite childishly at the bottom of each parchment*