Dungeon Crawlers

A brisk knock on the door brought Shen back to consciousness. Apparently, she had dozed off and it was early morning now. She sat up and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes as she mumbled, "Enter."

The door opened for a mere moment before it was clicked shut again. A familiar red-head hauled a heavy sack onto the nearest table, quite relieved to be rid of its weight. She brushed her scarlet bangs out of her eyes and smiled cheerfully at Shen.

"I brought back the amulet with your payment," she noted, very wide awake.
"Did you?" Shen yawned. "Thanks Kyria."
"No problem," the young mage smiled. "Oh, and I brought up a few more bottles of healing water for ya. A little birdie told me that you were on your last one."
"Well, aren't you a nosy one?" Shen chuckled.
"Nah, that's my brother."
"So is there anything else Simon wants me to get?"
"Mmm...not yet. He pretty much said to go ahead and relax for awhile."

Kyria walked back to the door and placed her hand on the handle. Remembering something, she turned back to the bounty hunter.

"Oh, and another thing. They're building an extension of this little guild you have over in Crysta."
"...Crysta? Why there?"
"Isn't that where you're from?"
"Kinda..."
"They figured it'd be a little more convenient for you."
"Thanks for letting me know."
"No problem," Kyria beamed. "I might be going to Crysta myself one of these days."
"Are you, now?"
"Yep. I heard about the Mage's Guild over there and thought that I could learn some more magic."
"Gonna go off on your own?"
"Well...I was thinking of going over as soon as the guild over in Crysta is finished..."
Shen saw what she was getting at. "I see...have us escort you there while we make our own move."
"Pretty much, yeah."
"We'll see," Shen said, getting up and walking over to the sack.

Everything was there, all right. The coins for payment, the amulet, and several bottles of healing water.

"Did you give everyone else their payment yet?" Shen asked.
"Um...Simon said you might've had new recruits. I didn't want to give away the money to the wrong people, so..."
"I get it...I'll pay them personally."
"Mkay...well, I'm going to be in the library."
"You take care."
"Of course!"

And so, Kyria was gone. Shen spent the next ten or fifteen minutes just sitting there and sorting out coins in their proper pile. Once that was finished, she pulled out some smaller sacks for the coins and picked up the amulet. She turned it over several times in her hands, admiring the intricate decorations upon it.

"...go figure...they didn't leave a note saying what it does."
((Cue entrance!))
 
After recovering from the wounds of a previous battle, Julius found himself prepared for another quest. He remained on the bed, resting while reading a book about "Ancient Civilizations". Julius was wearing long black pants and a white shirt, his armor and the rest of his equipment was placed inside a chest located near the entrance to his room. His sword however, was hanging on the wall next to his bed, he wanted to have weapon close enough if by any chance they were attacked.

After finishing reading his book, Julius rose up from his bed and sat near the window, staring at the sky and wondering when will he get another mission.

"I wonder where's Shenorai now. It has been a few days since the Dungeon Crawlers had something worth to do. Killing beasts and protecting roads is quite boring. I want something better. Oh well, I'll visit the Bar later to see if Arthvader is there. Knowing him he is most likely to be training somewhere around these grounds..."
 
OOC: Remember, I'm right by the research center, training, as well as guarding this place.

IC:
During his training by the research center, Arthvader practiced various spell combinations.

'Some of these spells doesn't seem to work well together. I'll need to think of a plan that will benefit the group.'

after several attempts, he started guarding the research center, protecting Shenorai and the gem.
 
walking down stairs aiden099 carries on to equip his armor, strapping his sword /shield and staff across his back and sheaths his pistols on his waist, donning his machette into his pocket on his lower leg.

Well i am ready to go
 
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