The area surrounding is like that of a typical town save for the overtly large open are in the center of town wich people use to wrestle around in or solve a squabble with killing each other (unless arrange that way...) The tavern is to the south wich has been quite empty as of late, the arms dealer is to the north, the inn is to the east, and the castle is to the west. To the far south is the town gate. If you wish for job placement go to the castle. If any questions are to be asked the courtyard judge.... me.
See here Courtyard Judge, what place be this? I do not see thy face, where be it lad? What be thy intentions, how does it work? What kind of jobs have ye here for such a brilliant illusionist as myself?
I do not wish to show my face for my own purposes but just know I am an irish male, call me O'Brian if you must. I do not wish to harm not frighten anyone I just wish to keep people from death, I do hate to take the souls of the wicked or just to their destinations. As for a job for such an astounding and brilliant Illusionist as yourself I will have to figure something out. What be your qualifications? Best work? Special Illusionary talent? I may have you as an assistant or maybe my equal.
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I'm still trying to get my picture on my char profile. Maybe a little assistance would be needed.
See here O'Brian, thou needest a face whereby I can know thy true nature. Visit this place and select as is fitting for thy comeliness. When thou hast done this then thou mayest know my abilities as we discuss over some fresh ground herbs in my garden?
Pulls back his hood of his cloak to show his young face still unmarked as proof of his inexperiences. His brown hair flows in the wind and if you look close enough in the light you can see the red hair of the irish. "I may be calm now but I assure you I do have the Irish temper." "Now how about those herbs?" He grins politely and offers his hand and arm.
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Thank you for your help.
I am not so likely to trust as thou art, but in time we shall see, however I am mused that thou hast taken upon thyself the look of youth.
"I have chosen a youthful face to show unforseen confidence. Confidence I wished to show you. Maybe even to trust you or you to trust me. I may not have your trust yet but I will gain it eventually or at least I hope so." As he finishes his last sentence he takes a harp out of his pack to play a soft melody called -White wind-. The melody starts off slow and high pitched slowly fluxuating to a lower tune picking up speed lightly . The last chorus of the song depicts a rain fall in the forest with low fast paced plucks.
What is this tune? Is it an action of hopeful charm or thou knowest not what to do next?