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The Boxes
Forum-Index → Roleplay → The BoxesYou arrive at the building you were told to go to. It's not particularly interesting, just a lonely house in the middle of a wind-swept field, no other kind of civilization in sight. A sign by the gravel road reads 'Dragon's Lair', but the words are crossed out in red paint. Under it, in much more graceful handwriting, obviously skilled with a brush, elegant letters spell out 'The Paradise of an Angel is a Nightmare for a Demon.'
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She knocked on the door and leaned on the side of the house, yawning slightly. She straightened out her shirt.
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"Yeah, who else would I go out with?" Syd calls from somewhere else in the house.
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Anna sighed. It was always enjoyable to see Riley happily going on about Science but once again he forgot what people said. Shaking him a bit he stopped his rant. "Earth to Riley, they said no. If you want to tamper with something my sword needs repaired. Sorry...he is easily excited. You were explaining what a protector is."
And it worried the smith mage.
He has learned a long time ago that underestimating anything based on appearance can prove to be dangerous and sometimes, fatal--he even has the scars to prove it! Nonetheless, he approached the front door of the building with as much caution as a man lugging behind a giant ax could muster.
He has received a flyer that looked for "interested parties" willing to be "guardians". If not for the cloying smell of adventure--and stale alcohol in the dilapidated pub he was in--he never would have taken the job.
And here he was now, knocking on the door with callused hands, sweating through his armpits in his almost-half-naked getup. Hope this house has AC or adventure will not be the only thing smelling around here.