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Inlägg  Oskar tis dec 09, 2014 9:37 am

(En första del som jag började på efter första spelmötet, det kommer mer om jag orkar/har tid)

We arrived at Merywyn early morning. The fog was thick and the harbor hadn’t woken up just yet. The fog swallowed most of the sounds and all I could hear was the steady oar strokes of our vessel. I was on point trying to see through the fog. I hope our contact person is waiting for us. I looked back and I could barely make out the silhouette of the giant albino ogre, he scares me a bit. I have no idea where his grace found him, but he will be useful for protection. I turn around again and face the harbor it should be close now. There it is.
-Steady! We are close now! I shout back to the others.

I jump off the boat and land on the dock. It’s still very silent and I can barely make out anything in the fog. I hear something, Footsteps and the familiar sound of a labor Jack coming towards us. I can see the glow from it coming towards us and soon also a man and a dwarf becomes visible in the fog.
-We got company. I say out loud.

I jump back onto the boat to help his grace off the boat. The ogre puts down a plank for us all to cross from the boat to the harbor. His grace and the man seem to be old friends from the army. They start talking while the ogre, dwarf and labor Jack unloads our cargo and put it into a storage building. Then I hear more footsteps and someone shouting:
-Hey! What’s going on here!

A large group of men comes running down the dock. They look like some official harbor officials. They start discussing with his grace and eventually they seem to be content on what’s going on and they leave. His grace says:
-Lets go into town and meet with a potential landlord. I want to find a place to start building our base of operations.
As the city come awake we all walk in toward the city, accompanied by the constant humming of his grace wheelchair. All I can think of as we move is: This will be great. We are in the finest city in West Immoren. Here I can make a name for myself….
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