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9/25/2015 12:38:59 AM
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Ryan walks into Unity, appearing to be a mere traveller. However, he was sent there on a mission by the King himself to assassinate high-value New Republic targets.
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"I spot a small tavern in the distance, and begin to walk towards it. I step inside, and sit down at one of the bar stools." [spoiler]Are you saying I don't have [b]ANY[/b] chance of pulling this off, or that I only have a small chance of success?[/spoiler]
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Ginger sits nearby, a few stools away, merely by chance. He drinks, but more often than not he looks over his shoulder to see any would-be assailants. You take in his sheer frame, and the advanced combat-skin he possesses, which seemingly absorbs nearby light.
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I order a drink at the tavern, and think about the coming day. I begin to have doubts about whether I should follow through with the plan. I down my drink, and order another, to clear my head. [spoiler]Well if war is inevitable either way, might as well take out a prominent council member, so they are disorganized :\[/spoiler]
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He looks over at you quizzically, and you notice that he does, in fact, look slightly alien. His irises shine a bright purple, and his ears are pointed, almost like the elves of myth. He smirks, "You are perceptive to notice that, and I am grateful that you mean me no harm." He sighs, a forlorn, weary sound, "It's certainly a nice change."
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"All business, good. If only I could answer your question." He looks into your eyes, and unnervingly says "You're planning something, aren't you? I can see it in your eyes, hear it in the way you speak and the words you choose. Tell me, what do you plot?"
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"Perhaps I will tell you...however, you must prove yourself. I know from the look in your eye that you are cunning. However, if you can solve my riddle, you may know what I plan to do. This old one runs forever, but never moves at all. He has not lungs nor throat, but still a mighty roaring call. What is it that I speak of?"
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"You say you do not know much about riddles, yet you have correctly answered with one of two possibly answers. I will tell you what i plan to do in this city, but only if you tell me one thing: Do you have a connection to this city, be it positive or negative?" [spoiler]The other answer to the riddle was a waterfall[/spoiler]
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"I am a severer of connections, so to speak, to the Matriarchy. Perhaps it would be better if they were unaware of my presence. I came here on behalf of a friend who was from here, but I doubt that any councillors would trace me back to him. Please, proceed."
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"I have come to Unity to...orchestrate the...untimely demise of one of the eight councillors. However, I do not know which one will fall victim to a tragic accident. Before I go any further, I need to know if you will betray me to the police, or stab me in the back when I walk out of this tavern. Will you keep my...secret?"
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"I work for my King, and he has his own agenda. However, I do have my own stance on the matter, if I did not I would not accept the job. Unity will never truly be united under the New Republic. Everyone will be united under the Red King, the Red Baron. Then, we will rebuild." I walk out of the tavern, trusting that he will not harm me. I head over to the local tavern, where I check in, and enter my room.
