<strong>Ivette</strong><br/><br/>"Yes..." Sellowyn said, pushing back a rogue strand of hair from his face, "The Minister has seen a great deal of potential in your abilities, but feels that they have not properly been given an adequet... err, demonstration. This quest is, partially, to measure your abilities for future games."<br/><br/>He looked behind him to the driver of the carriage and lowered his voice, "Furthermore, you would be doing him a personal favor."<br/><br/>The elf produced a sealed envelope, "I have an invitation for you to attend a party at the Grand Lord of Dawa's castle tommorow evening. Well... Not quite as a guest. Only the ruling nobles of each city of Dawa were invited, so you'll be going as one of the Lord of Luan's... uh, concubines. Don't worry, he's in on the ruse as well."<br/><br/>"In the last few mouths, the Grand Lord of Dawa has been acting... strangely. Reclusive and secretive... The Minister has a vested interest in Dawa, and doesn't like being kept out of the loop. If it's nothing, it's nothing. But if there<em>is</em>something's going on up there in that castle, he expects you to deal with it."<br/><br/><strong>Dexter</strong><br/><br/>"Aw, Dirae!" One of the other girls pouted, "Look at what you did! Ee's all sad now."<br/><br/>The Captain looked back at him and sighed, "Oh, come on. Hey, why don't yeh actually join us in the cabin for once instead of reading those durned books of yours all day and night?"<br/><br/>Apparently, despite his social reclusiveness and difficulty... for the pirates, there was a novel charm to a man that wasn't going around with his muscles on display trying to woo them, or in the case of spellcasters, his arcane energy on display. "And tonight's poker night!"<br/><br/>"<em>Every</em>night's poker night, Dirae..." One of the sailors whined.