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Mute's interview to join Kleptés.

Almund is a thriving township with a dark side. With houses made from the wooden bodies of decommissioned ships, there are many opportunities here, coupled with many dangers.

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The Dragon Pact (Mute)

Tue Nov 06, 2018 8:26 pm

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Almund, Scalvoris
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Scalvoris could be very quiet at night. In the hearts of Almund and Scalvoris Town it remained ever busy of course, but around the outskirts of the cities when darkness set in the crowds of people wandering about slowly thinned out little by little until nothing remained but the haunting howl of the winds and the occasional stray animal. Just out past the borders of the cities it was quieter still, for few animals dared come too close to civilization and few people dared to stray too far from it at night. It was a no man's land between the worlds of mankind and nature.

And it was in just such a place, an arrow’s shot away from the walls of Almund, that an unusual meeting had been arranged to take place. An anonymous letter had been sent to Mute requesting him to come there that night, promising him the opportunity of a lifetime. Should he choose to do as the letter requested, Mute would notice the orange glow of a small campfire as he drew near to the meeting place.

Tio had set up a small campsite in the clearing; the same clearing that a few seasons ago had been the place where the orb of Kleptés had been used to take Tio to Etzos. Thanks to that it was now a site where the orb could allow it's holder in Etzos to commune him, and in turn anyone else who happened to be there. Tio himself was sat upon one of the two logs that'd been placed on either side of the fire to serve as makeshift seats.
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Tue Nov 13, 2018 7:52 pm

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A courier by trade, I always found it rather ironic when I received a letter or package. And very, very alarming. Granted, the contents of the envelope had been more than obligatory inquiries or half-hearted discourse. No, I had been invited to a meeting, one that if I attended would potentially open the door to an opportunity quite unlike one I had ever experienced before. Me, selected above seemingly everyone else in this sordid town.

I didn't like being singled out.

But curiosity ultimately overwhelmed caution and I ventured out into the night that few dared walk through Almund's outskirts. Thankfully, I was not accosted. Perhaps my silhouette seen in the infrequent torchlight deterred the less bold lurking in the shadows. Or perhaps the chill air of Vhalar had forced the average cutpurse or mugger indoors earlier than they would operate in the Hot Cycle. Regardless, I was fortunate and utterly relieved. I preferred the mundane when the likeliest consequence of excitement was my own well-being.

The crackle of a fire told me that I had arrived to the chosen location. It was not what I expected; or, rather, who. Tio Silver awaited me, seated on a long opposite an empty space I assumed was meant for me. I hadn't seen the man since our romp through Sweetwine Woods and was curious as to why he thought we needed to rekindle our relationship, if it could even be called that. I moved to take up a spot on the second log, giving the man little more than a cursory nod. Knowing how vocal the man could be, I knew it wouldn't be long before I was made aware of the purpose of this rendezvous

I just hoped he kept his shirt on this time.
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Fri Nov 23, 2018 1:45 pm



Oberan believed Tio was getting ahead of himself.

His enthusiasm was endearing, really, but to already be looking for additional members to fill the ranks while Kleptes hadn’t even planned, let alone executed a single heist was running before you could walk. Sure, he did understand the excitement that came with the idea of the potential a band of thieves had compared to being on your own. Oberan was well aware that the thought of complicated and ‘impossible’ heists incited heavy breathing and butterflies in the stomach.

But adding a new member while the founding members had not even worked together, or had not even decided on a target? It was too soon. Even if Tio had something planned. Not that Oberan knew of it; he’d just received a message that Tio wanted to introduce a potential member. Nothing more than that. If this was to bolster the ranks before a heist, then Oberan wasn’t planning on just keeping quiet about it, especially because he hadn’t been informed of this heist.

Nevertheless, he did plan on attending this interview Tio had planned. He’d been given a date, a time, and the location –which was one he could access with his orb. The date was that of this very trial, and the time to be there had already passed. The Mortalborn wasn’t willing to wait for the interviewee to arrive while the charge of the orb decreased, so only opened the portal half a break later than stated in the letter.

A little to the side of both men, an oblong portal around the size of a door opened quietly, showing the interior wall of a building, as well as the chair standing in front of it. On the chair sat Oberan, one feet resting on the knee of his other leg, scarf covering the lower half of his face, and a bottle of what appeared to be liquor in one hand.

His eyes drifted from Tio to the man opposite to the pirate, studying him for a brief moment.

“Right, I’m here. Let’s get started, yeah?”

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Re: The Dragon Pact (Mute)

Sat Dec 01, 2018 11:04 pm

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Tio looked up from his spot beside the fire and grinned at Mute as he saw the absurdly tall man approaching. While he could not claim to know the man well, there was something he had seen during the incident with the giant monster duck that had convinced him that this man could become a useful asset to the band of thieves he hoped to assemble. Here in the dark of the night his damaged eye could make out the ghostly patterns of writing draped over Mute's body; thin strings of letters from an alphabet he did not recognize. Mute was one of those few people like himself that had a destiny, and one that seemed like it would involve quite a lot of violence and other unpleasantness if the colours were anything to go by. The fact that he also didn't strike him as a man of many morals was just an added bonus.

"Mute! Good to see you again! I'm so glad you decided to come!" He said merrily, offering a hand for the taller man to shake. He stuck his hand in his domain bag and rummaged around for a second, then withdrew it holding a quill and a sheet of paper. "Here, use these. I'm hoping we can have a conversation about something rather important, so it would be best if there was no misunderstandings."

Taking a seat on his log again, Tio's face suddenly drained of its normal good humour and was replaced by an uncharacteristically serious look. "Forgive me for being blunt, but I think it's best that we skip right to the point. I'm looking for people of a certain... exceptional caliber. You see recently myself and two like minded individuals, also people of such caliber, were brought together by unusual circumstances. The three of us are all highly skilled at what we do, but realized that by working together we had the potential to be truly unstoppable!" He a small smirk formed at the corner of Tio's mouth, and as if on cue the flames of the campfire roared just a little higher. "We are a band of criminals. Not just any criminals mind you, but ones possessing powers and talents very few could even hope to match. It is our belief that, united by a common goal, we can take anything we want: artifacts, riches, secrets, whatever your heart desires! We can be truly free men in a world choked by laws! And," he shot a meaningful glance at Mute, "it just so happens that we're recruiting. I know we aren't that well acquainted, but I have a good feeling about you. I have an eye for talent you see, a very good one, and during our little escapade in Sweetwine you struck me as the sort of person who seemed like they might appreciate the opportunity I'm offering. So tell me Mute, are you interested?"

At that moment Oberan's scrying portal cut in through the air, and Tio's cheerful grin returned at the sight of his partner in crime. "Aha, at last! I was beginning to think you wouldn't show." He called to the mortalborn as he stood up from his seat. "Mute I'd like to introduce you to my colleague, codename Magician. Magician this is the guy I was telling you about. What do you think? Dude's got a destiny about him, I can promise you that, and after a few lower level jobs I reckon he'll be a great partner."
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