<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong><tt class="bbc_tt"><br/><br/>The group of four left the Manor House successful in dealing with the griffon and even leaving with the possible location of a crashed flying ship. Nobody knew of the Gloom Wood or Iron Myriad mentioned in the notes but with a city at their disposal it wouldn't be lost on them for that long. <br/><br/>Returning back to the guild the staff were busy in the kitchen cooking some creature that the hunters had brought in this morning that would feed the midday rush of members. Food would have to wait as Jora greeted them and ushered them into his small office which was full of trinkets and colour. As they told their sponsor of what transpired Jora's smile got bigger and bigger until he took a quill and reached it to tap Seobahn on her nose. <br/><br/>"You are just wonderful aren't you? Very brave to stand there and tell it to leave. Hmm...well, looking over the contract of the griffon we don't have a cease of item collection which means by laws you have rights to that paper. Which also means you don't have to inform the guild about it. Your call on that. However...an airship? How exciting."<br/><br/>He slapped his hands together happily that caused the rings on each of his fingers to clink off each other as he reached for a collection of papers rolled up and secured by a cord. <br/><br/>"Ten minutes after you left we got the morning contracts from around this lovely city. We have something spotted on he coast line that's been pestering sailors. Probably goblins if you ask me. We have another personal request from a...name withheld, common name that. Seems like they need the help of the guild to put down a few undead from a graveyard in a near by town and the last...oh, Hydra. Rova marsh which is about two days south from here. Any of them take your Interest my dear and brave group?"<br/>   </tt></strong></span></span><br/><br/><br/><br/></div>