Nemo Post

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[attr="class","tbbody"] As planned, the male knight had met with the Seraph at Vista Village. Nemo had met her when he answered a whisper, and figured it would be the perfect opportunity to form a small group for a new quest that had just popped up. Everything seemed to be going as planned. After having met up with the Seraph that called herself Oblivion, both made their way toward the Ebony Temple. So far Oblivion had been swift with getting others together. The moment he had agreed with her about needing help on the quest she had been on it, which was surprising for him because he was used to doing the work. A smile crept on his face as she talked about their hunt for the sacred instrument. Oblivion's eagerness amused Nemo to no end. He hoped this would not be the last adventure they tackled together. Darkshores was not exactly a newbie's hotspot, mainly due to the higher level monsters in the area. The gloomy and sorrow ridden territory was infested with all sorts of horrid creatures. That did not keep adventures away though, much like them, who were heading straight for the heart of the area, The Ebony Temple. This kept Nemo on his toes while walking toward their destination, which left little room for small talk. Though he had not mentioned it to her yet, he had decided that after the quests completion he would treat the rest for ice cream, just like Oblivion had suggested during their initial conversation. He was never very keen on doing certain things in game because he found them a waste of reys and time, but in this case he figured if things went well, then why not? As long as they got the job done, a little treat for his partners would not be so terrible. Plus if things went smoothly he would be perfect for time. The land underneath his feet began to lose its consistency, his armor slowly sinking in the bog with each step. A howl could be heard from far away, being carried throughout the hollowed trees that cluttered the scenery. The cry had overpowered the melody of the frogs and toads that hid in the murky waters all around them. Monolithic columns were slowly coming in to view through the thick fog. Determination stewed across Nemo's face as they came closer, his shield arm bent close to his body, and his other hand gripped tightly on his hilt. Two other figures formed at the temple's entrance. As they continued, their forms became clearer. Two more female characters. Strikers by the look of their gear. Nemo loosened his grip, opened his mouth to greet them, but Oblivion jumped in before he had the chance. He raised a brow at her, but let her continue. As soon as she was done, he nodded his head toward them in acknowledgment. “Glad you two could make it in such short notice.” Nemo did not want to tempt fate by standing in the entrance of the temple for too long. He was certain the quest would attract more players, and the entrance to a temple is the obvious meeting spot. This would definitely attract Player Killers to the area. “Should we carry on?”

Just paint the picture of a perfect place They got it better than what anyone's told you They'll be the King of Hearts, and you're the Queen of Spades Then we'll fight for you like we were your soldiers @name words notes

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