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Posted: Thu Jul 22, 2010 5:38 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 4:26 pm
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*Setting: The capital city, Altor. The citizens are gathered at the castle, awaiting the appearance of the White Mage Ishello. There are guards dispersed amongst the crowd, keeping watch.*
Ishello walks onto the balcony.
"If you have an ear to hear, please listen to what I must say, as it is of vital importance. A great plague has risen over this land, destroying our citizens even as we speak. We need your help, the help of brave adventurers, who can brave any climate, and perform great amounts of work for the common good. This sickness must be brought to an end, and I know, within my heart of hearts, that the Theocracy alone cannot bring an end to. We need any who can help, so that our future may be a bright one. Blessings to you all."
Ishello exits into the castle, the two guards sealing the door behind him. The crowd disperses.
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