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 Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 3:37 pm
BrionneDominant Race(s): Humans Places of Significance: Harbor Allegiance: Brettonia Population Size: 245,000 Services: Merchants, Mercenaries, Ship Captains, Ship Wrights, Blacksmiths, Enchanters Overview: The main port city of Brettonia, this is where most of the trade with the outside world happens. Map Location/Picture:
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 7:20 pm
Standing in a dark doorway in an alleyway, Jon Qui begins to plot his next attack.
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 7:43 pm
A man in a white cloak that shrouded his face appeared as if from thin air standing next to Jon Qui. "Greetings."
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 2:21 pm
"Hello" Jon Qui mutters just after the man interrupted his train of thought.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 3:39 pm
"I am in need of some services... that require a man of your talents to complete. And I will pay you handsomely with whatever your heart desires."
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 3:12 pm
Interested with this proposal, Jon Qui replies with "Oh? What kind of services are you in need of?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 3:49 pm
"Actually it is quite simple really. There is a Brettonian warship about to be finished being built in the dry docks. It's name is the Dragon's Bane. Steal it and then sail north, when you are safely away I will meet with you again. If you need help I know where to find some...."
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 5:45 pm
"I don't need help. I am just that bad a** cool "
Jon Qui quickly runs back into his hideout and grabs a few weapons and food, then heads out to the dry docks.
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 5:49 pm
When Jon Qui went back outside the strange man was already gone, as quickly as he had come.
(Attack at night, or it is night now... or something... don't you want your crew to come with you?)
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 6:06 pm
Jon Qui grabs his handy messenger pigeons and sends out letters to all of his crew mates telling to get ready and head for the ship now.
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 6:13 pm
As Jon Qui makes his way to the dry docks, his faithful crew members meet up with him ready to take on an army.
Jon Qui and his crew arrive at the dry docks after a quick meeting on the attack plan. They decided to board the ship by half of the men going up the main entrance, and then a few assigned men drop rope ladders down to the water below where Jon Qui will be, and they will climb up.
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 6:26 pm
There was no moon out on this fateful night. All of the workers had gone home and only the night shift guards remained. Three were stationed on the gate, while another 5 were on the Dragon's Bane, which was already in the water and ready to sail after it's christening ceremony tomorrow morning.
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 6:37 pm
The men that were heading towards the gate stop in there steps as they spot the guards. Lurking in the shadows, they take aim with their silent crossbows. All at once, they open fire towards the guards.
Jon Qui and the other men in the water position themselves on the opposite side of the ship awaiting the lowered ladders.
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 6:41 pm
The first two arrows struck the guards in the throat who collapsed to the ground suffocating on their own blood. The final arrow hit the other guard in the upper chest, he let out a grunt just before the poison reached his heart.
Back on the ship the guards on board were playing a game of cards to pass the time along.
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 6:47 pm
The crew look at each other as the guards collapsed. Silently, they sneak on board the ship with blades drawn. One of the crew members fires an arrow into the group of card players, then the men assigned to lower the ladders do so. As Jon Qui and his men climb the ladders, the others run to the guards swinging their blades about slicing at the closest ones to them.
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