Sat in his armchair with a quill, and a small pot of ink, Baergon ticked a piece of parchment, nodding his head.
"Another dragon slain, 'appy days..."
He muttered quietly to himself as he sat in front of the large oak doors, the floorboards of the room still stained with splatters of blood where the head had been presented.
"More demon tasks comin' in... Never'a good sign."
Sat in his armchair with a quill, and a small pot of ink, Baergon ticked a piece of parchment, nodding his head.
"Another dragon slain, 'appy days..."
He muttered quietly to himself as he sat in front of the large oak doors, the floorboards of the room still stained with splatters of blood where the head had been presented.
"More demon tasks comin' in... Never'a good sign."
Two contracts would be handed by one of the freelancer slayers, Laurence
Offering a contract:
Laurence Vicarius
Creature:
Gargoyles
Location:
Camelot
Additional information:
There have been reports of three beasts taking residence in a abandoned and ruined manor in the area of Camelot, they have been terrorizing local peasants, slay them before they become a more serious problem
Reward:
The corpse of the being and a special weapon from Laurence as well as a small monetary reward
Offering a contract: Laurence Vicarius
Creature:
Desert Strykwyvern
Location:
Pollinveach
Additional Info:
A desert strykwyven has been terrorizing the citizens of Pollinveach and even threatens to breach into the village itself, its of upmost importance for it to be slain, a team is recommended
Reward:
the corpse of the beast and a huge monetary compensation as well as a weapon from Laurence's arsenal
Zubaxx
said
:
Great, I'll update your character as a Slayer Master and add your contracts to the board! Will also add Laurence to the Greater Demon contract.
EDIT: Also, if you could pass along some difficulty levels to me, Lucius, that'd be great.
I'd like to get the hellhound one, if possible.
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"Something, something, inspirational quote." -Me, just now.
A strangely green owl suddenly appeared on Baergon's desk and swiftly dropped a scroll from it's beak. In poor grammar and very crude hand-writing, akin to a five year old, was such:
"Oy, Barugan. If yu cold, pleez spred the werd that I am selling sum uv my mor... Subdood poshions and sumthing noo I bin working on: Poizonus oilz to appli to wun's blades. Tell'm thay can fined me at thee innn nere the wildernes wall in Vurrack."