<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: 18px">***<span style="text-decoration: underline">The intro: Lion Pride's Inn</span>***</span>​</div><br/>People all around Azeroth are forced to one day in their life leave their peaceful lives at home for various reasons. Be it to give a basket of pork pies to the neighbors, protect their kingdom from threats or going wherever the tale of adventures takes them. But nothing comes for free and people around knows the very fact of that. And thus a coin is always necessary, how one acquires those varies.<br/>From every inn reachable all over Azeroth. From Booty bay to Icecrown. There are opportunities for jobs be it from rumors or by posters. One of those posters are finely written and posted in each and one of these inns.<br/><br/><i>PEOPLE WILLING TO RISK THEIR LIFE FOR EXTREME RICHES WANTED!<br/>
If you read the above line. You know what this is about.<br/>
I look for any arm willing to do whatever it takes, go wherever is necessary, kill whatever is in the way!<br/>
Yes, and in return you will take a fair share of the treasures we will find! I happen to know the location<br/>
and how to get there to obtain said treasure. If you're a true person who knows you could use alittle extra coin then<br/>
come to the Lion's Pride Inn in Goldshire in Elwynn Forest, south of Stormwind in Eastern Kingdoms. Look for room <b>42</b> on the second floor on Saturday next week. The meeting starts at 23:00 so be in the room prior to that!<br/>
I will take anyone, as long as they show up, preferably on time.<br/>
Yours truly, Fillet Kneecapper. Adventurer extraordinare. </i><br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><b><span style="font-size: 18px"><div style="text-align: center">Goldshire​</div></span></b><br/><br/>Clouds, dark clouds. Like a bad omen they clog the sky above Elwynn Forest. The cold rain pours down from the heaven, the drops scattering and staining everywhere. The heavy, heavy rain is like a pointer for everyone to find shelter.<br/>And what place would be better to stay at than the local Tavern? The Lion's Pride is one of the most famous tavern's in all of Eastern Kingdoms, for reasons unknown.<br/>Inside the tavern the patrons are sitting next to each other cheering, telling stories and drinking their beverages. Races of all kind comes here nowadays. The sound of laughter and conversations fills the air as one enters the house. A huge fireplace keeping the place warm even in such cold weather, some people shivering in front of the fire and sweeping themselves in blankets. The tavern is big, big enough to sport a second floor where people rent a room to either have time for themselves or invite others for a private party.<br/><br/>On one of the bar chairs stood a gnome sticking out from the mass. His bladed shoulders and helmet gleamed and reflected in a weak light from the candles lightning up the tavern. He was talking to the barkeeper, Dobbins.<br/>Dobbins is a middle aged man, white skin and quite muscular. He keeps his black hair in a short cut and haves a wide mustache that goes all the way along his upper lip and leans slightly down along the corner of his mouth.<br/>The conversation seemed to be a calm one.<br/><br/><b><span style="color: Green">"Dobbins my old friend, I hope you saved the key for Room 42 for me. It would be an awkward day today if you didn't.</span></b><br/><br/>Dobbins looked at the gnome, polishing a mug with his handkerchief on the inside. He nodded and smiled to his friend, putting the mug on the counter as his hand went under the counter, as Dobbins pulled out the key he slided it over to Fillet.<br/><br/>"Here you go friend, are you sure you won't have at least one drink? I know how much you love a good, cold Mountainpeek on a rainy day!"<br/><br/>Fillet grabbed the key and placed it inside  his gauntlet.<br/><br/><b><span style="color: Green">"Na, you know what happens once I get one drink in. I wouldn't want to insult the first mercenary that enters the room when I'm stoop drunk. Heck I might even end trying to pull my moves on them! Oh and two rooms more, for sleeping"</span></b><br/><br/>"You've always been a heartbreaker, Fillet. Here you go"<br/>Dobbins gave Fillet a set of two keys more, and getting the coin for the night in exchange from Fillet.<br/><br/><b><span style="color: Green">"And you a darn good barkeep. Thank you for the time. I will go unlock the room and get prepared. Now if you excuse me. I have business to attend to."</span></b><br/>They both nod to each other and then Fillet went on his way. Jumping down from the chair and swimming through the crowd of people, it would be another 3 hours before the meeting would start but he would get prepared. Getting up along the stairs, ignoring the Draenei whore slobbering down the throat of a poor human man, Fillet could only but pity him. Knowing he would end up with not a coin left on him by tomorrow morning.<br/>Walking along the hall, he stands up at one door. Looking up at it and pulls off his gauntlet, fishing up the key for the room and unlocks the door. The room itself being nothing of a luxurious suite. The dark room had no windows, only a big, round table. Flimsy, wooden chairs around it and a chandalier holding six candles to lighten up enough of the room to radiate light onto the table and halfway across the chairs.<br/><br/><b><span style="color: Green">"Alright then, door unlocked. Now to wait to see what baits.<br/>
Hopefully not another goblin, I swear if I get another goblin trying to blast me to pieces at the final moment when we find a treasure I will do to Booty Bay what gnomes did to Gnomeregan."</span></b><br/>Saying that, Fillet decides to go down to the crowded mass. Among the people all dressed in various ways, some in practical casual clothing and others in full sets of armor, Fillet blended straight in. Taking a seat in a corner of the place, he was just waiting for the clock to tick.<br/>"I wonder what people I will get with me this time." He though, tumbling his fingers for himself while trying to think on all possible things that wouldn't make him order a drink, he gets so easily drunk so.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>