<hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>Game Master</strong></span></span></div><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Setting Information</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Andale Mono;">In your quest to meet Mikael, you have found yourself in Eodin proper. Of course gaining an audience with the lord of the land is not a simple matter. Try as you might you’ve been unsuccessful thus far in getting his attention. However, today that changed while you were walking down the street and intercepted by a royal courier and three guardsmen. You were delivered a letter which contained a request for a private meeting and was signed by the Lord of Eodin himself, Mikael Oldaren.<br/><br/>Upon going with the guards you are taken inside the primary residence and then secured in a room where you’re asked to wait. Hours upon hours pass, and eventually you are brought a fine meal. Only after you’ve had time to eat in the comfort of the room provided does the door open and the lord of Eodin enter and make himself known to you.<br/></span></div></div><div class="floatleft">(http://imgur.com/pKGaOpx.jpg)</div><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;">”My apologies,” Mikael calls as he enters the room the door closing quickly behind him. The large man briskly makes his way across the room to where you’ve been patiently waiting and extends his hand to you, “Things are rarely as simple as making plans and then following through on them these days.” He explains with a small, but forced chuckle. Easily he moves to pour himself a glass of the provided wine and then take a seat across from you. He swirls the goblet in his hand while peering at it, compiling his thoughts before speaking again.<br/><br/>“Tales of your bravery have reached my ears. You’ve done well for the people of Eodin, Kara.” He said with a small, pleased grin tugged at the corners of his lips. “You’re… Smaller than the stories would have me believe, but your deeds are verifiable and speak well of your prowess.” He commented, lifting the cup to his lips and drinking deeply from it. “If I’m, to be frank, I would ask you to do what you have already done more. I would ask you to work with me for the betterment of Eodin, and for Kiur.”<br/><br/></span><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>Game Master</strong></span></span></div><hr/>