12-10-2017, 07:32 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-24-2017, 01:20 AM by PepsiYuuka.
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Bolero sauntered out of the run-down building, scanning the street for any signs of a dumpster. None, however, showed themselves. To his left the road continued off into the distance, and to the right an intersection of streets created an open square, and standing in the middle was what seemed to be some sort of notice board. That might be a good place to start. He began crossing the square, but the silence was disturbed by a ringing voice.
"Come, look at this." The kid practically jumped, startled out of his thoughts, but upon examining his surroundings, glimpsed no source for the voice. "Over here!" Jams turned around to see the pale face of Everstorm, who was peeking out from behind the board. "I found something quite intriguing over here." The mage disappeared back behind the wood, leaving Jams to circle around the board. As he swung around, he saw multitudes of paper smothering the board; not one inch was left exposed. There were official government notices, announcements for community event, and, most interesting, a vast majority comprised of requests for help.
"There looks to be a ton of people asking for help!", Jams exclaimed. "I wonder... after we're done fixing up the place, maybe assisting the townsfolk would gain us some publicity?"
"Perhaps we could..." Eric's train of thought had derailed, and he was left searching for words that had vanished into thin air. A feral growl issued forth from his stomach, distracting him even further. "Bah, I can't think when I'm hungry. I'm off to arrange my dinner, you may stay if you want." Eric walked back to the decrepit establishment, pushing his way through the creaking doors. Bolero sauntered out of the run-down building, scanning the street for any signs of a dumpster. None, however, showed themselves. To his left the road continued off into the distance, and to the right an intersection of streets created an open square, and standing in the middle was what seemed to be some sort of notice board.
"Come, look at this." The kid practically jumped, startled out of his thoughts, but upon examining his surroundings, glimpsed no source for the voice. "Over here!" Jams turned around to see the pale face of Everstorm, who was peeking out from behind the board. "I found something quite intriguing over here." The mage disappeared back behind the wood, leaving Jams to circle around the board. As he swung around, he saw multitudes of paper smothering the board; not one inch was left exposed. There were official government notices, announcements for community event, and, most interesting, a vast majority comprised of requests for help.
"There looks to be a ton of people asking for help!", Jams exclaimed. "I wonder... after we're done fixing up the place, maybe assisting the townsfolk would gain us some publicity?"
"Perhaps we could..." Eric's train of thought had derailed, and he was left searching for words that had vanished into thin air. A feral growl issued forth from his stomach, distracting him even further. "Bah, I can't think when I'm hungry. I'm off to arrange my dinner, you may stay if you want." Eric walked back to the decrepit establishment, pushing his way through the creaking doors. Bolero sauntered out of the run-down building, scanning the street for any signs of a dumpster. None, however, showed themselves. To his left the road continued off into the distance, and to the right an intersection of streets created an open square, and standing in the middle was what seemed to be some sort of notice board.
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