Acquisitions Incorporated: Eveningstar Enterprises (Group 2 IC)
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				Title: <strong>Acquisitions Incorporated: Eveningstar Enterprises (Group 2 IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chulanowa</strong> on <strong>18-02-2018, 22:28:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(https://i.ebayimg.com/images/g/D4IAAOSwA3dYdR7q/s-l300.jpg)<br>Your #1 seller</div></div>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The journey east from the Sword Coast has been a long one; At first you had been told you would be <em>teleported</em> straight to your destination of Eveningstar. Then, because of budget constraints, this was changed to "somewhere in Cormyr." You hadlast heard that the fellow who was going to perform the spell on your behalf was also the lowest bidder; one Nargobel Half-Finger, a "civilized" goblin wizard; also a famous drunk whose stunted little hands make his spells prone to misfiring. Fortunately for you, Nyssa Starfire had a better idea at the last minute!<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Months ago, you joined up with a merchant caravan headed towards the Cormyrean city of Arabel. Along the way, from Baldur's Gate to Proskur, at every settlement, town, city, and watering hole along the way, from the Paladin-haunted fields of Elturgard to the homey troll covens in the Sunset Mountains, you four have been hawking licensed Acquisitions Incorporated merchandise and scattering promotional materials. There is not a halfling child in the Green Fields who does not have a "Bin it to Win it!" button, and the life-size Jim Darkmagic pillowcases all sold out at Fort Morninglord. You only stopped your traveling yard sale at Proskur because that's where you sold your very last item - a neti pot in the shape of Omin Drahn's head.<br><br><hr><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;That was a week and a half ago. You've since rounded the Storm Horns and descended into Cormyr proper, and finally, <em>finally</em> come to the idyllic town of Eveningstar. The merchants you're travelling with only plan to stay a day, but the four of you know you're going to have to be here much longer; being savvy sorts, you already know a tavern is a fine place to get started! After asking a few townsfolk, you've decided that the Lonesome Tankard Inn seems the most likely place to check out.<br><br><div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://pre00.deviantart.net/0f1d/th/pre/i/2017/064/1/e/fred_by_lkivihall-db18y5r.jpg)<br>Dunman Kiriag, proprietor</div></div>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It's lunchtime, on market day, with a caravan in town, so the Lonesome Tankard is busy to a level you might not expect from a small town. managing the chaos is a large middle-aged fellow with silver-streaked red hair and beard in a faded green vest that seems to have given up on hiding his belly ages ago; Even though he's shouting over the din to the four servers - three young local women and lanky youth who shares the innkeeper's bright red hair - the innkeeper seems to be in a damn fine mood. The smell of hard cider and hearty stew even somehow manages to outweigh the fragrance of the thirty-odd people in here and the three dogs that are prowling the straw-strewn floor for crusts and spills. He even has time to lift his meaty hand as you enter. <strong>"Hoy! Welcome to the Lonesome Tankard!"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Acquisitions Incorporated: Eveningstar Enterprises (Group 2 IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clonkertink</strong> on <strong>19-02-2018, 01:08:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/3/39/Aspen_Whitebear.jpg/360px-Aspen_Whitebear.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Aspen Whitebear (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1428588)<br><strong>HP:</strong> 10/10<br><hr><br><br>Aspen didn't fully understand their jobs in the merchant caravan. There were certain things she was supposed to just give away, and other things that she was supposed to take coins for. She'd eventually understood that everything other than paper was supposed to be traded for coins, although she kept getting the amounts wrong. On the other hand, some papers were for giving, and others were for trading. Were the pictures of the bald man were definitely for trading? Or were those the giving ones? It was all so confusing. Still, the journey between towns was pleasant, and Aspen enjoyed lying on top of one of the wagons, watching nature lazily roll on by.<br><br>Eveningstar was far better than she'd hoped. It was very different from the big cities, where the only signs of the natural world were rats and the occasional "decorative" tree. Here, the trees stood tall and proud. People living in tune with nature, Aspen liked that. A little apprehension crept in, however, when she stepped into the tavern. This was one of those "businesses". Aspen still hadn't worked out how "businesses" worked, and still got into trouble from time to time, but she'd learned enough by now to just follow the lead of one of her companions.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Acquisitions Incorporated: Eveningstar Enterprises (Group 2 IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>19-02-2018, 04:18:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/56/Nyssa.jpg)<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Nyssa Starfire&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP: 11/11<br>Spell Slot: [ ]<br></div></div></div>Nyssa followed her way inside through the crowd, taking a good chance to check around.<br><br>For the most part, it had been a pretty good year.&nbsp; So much of the merchandise had been sold.&nbsp; She kind of missed having that Omin Bobblehead, although she hadn't actually been willing to purchase it for herself.&nbsp; Well...willing, able to afford it, same thing.<br><br>Contrary to the rumors, she'd never actually spoken to the bobblehead.&nbsp; She'd simply named it.&nbsp; Omin the Bobblehead had been its name.&nbsp; There was nothing weird about that at all.<br><br>Maybe she should have said something.&nbsp; Maybe she should have tried to put the money together.&nbsp; Funny how the things that could be so important in life could be so easily missed.&nbsp; If she ever saw another bobblehead doll, would it be the same?&nbsp; Were different bobblehead dolls all that different?&nbsp; She would have to ask, and see if it nodded or shook its head.<br><br>The handsome redhead introduced the place as the Lonesome Tankard, and Nyssa's expression quickly grew crestfallen.&nbsp; "Oh, that's awful!" she said in a tone of sympathy.&nbsp; "You need to get a bunch more of them, in order to be able to let everyone have one."&nbsp; That got her smiling.&nbsp; "I'll bet you it won't be so lonesome anymore after you get a whole bunch."<br><br>A couple of the townsfolk looked over at her, considered a few moments, then quietly inched away.&nbsp; She claimed the table for her own, then gestured for the other interns to come join her.&nbsp; "Stew and cider, please."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Acquisitions Incorporated: Eveningstar Enterprises (Group 2 IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InoshimaLance</strong> on <strong>20-02-2018, 01:16:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/e3Zoqyg.jpg)<br><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Aster Draseil</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP = 11<br>Spell Slots 1=[ ]</strong></div></div></div></div><hr><hr><br><em>Aster actually enjoyed the trip more than he should have. He was in company of a caravan after all, and 6 is already a huge crowd, not counting his mates and the caravan. It was the first time he was sent on a mission by AcqInq, so he had to give a good impression... Or so did Ford said before he accepted the job. He wondered what the others though of Ford and Crim, after all they were all there on that long trip, but so far nobody even mentioned them. It was kinda rude... Or maybe he was the one being rude for not introducing?<br><br>Crim said that it was probably nothing, so he simply let it pass for now.<br><br>They arrived at the rural village of Eveningstar, their new home for the next days, weeks or months, however much it lasted. But at least the place was not as overwhelmingly caged as the big city.<br><br>Aster sat on the same table as Nyssa and Aspen. <strong>"Well, I am not much into sitting a lot right now, its been sitting here and there since we left the Sword Coast. Ford is actually very tired, he went to sleep."</strong> He grunted a bit adjusting to the seat, but the smell calmed his nerves. It got stronger now that he was claming down. <strong>"Yeah, we would like the same."</strong><br><br>"Make it double." This time something felt odd on his way of speaking, it was loose and he gave a big smile, something not usual to Aster. It was Crim speaking.</em><br><br><hr>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Acquisitions Incorporated: Eveningstar Enterprises (Group 2 IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chulanowa</strong> on <strong>20-02-2018, 04:02:12</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>"Harren! Harren, boy! Bowl 'n' barrel for four, table five!"</strong> Dunman ambled over to the four of you, toweling off his hands. he gave an awkward gesture - somewhere between a bow and a nod, as if he doesn't know which - to each of the women, then offers his hand out to Aster and Vali. <strong>"My name's Dunman, and if I had a falcon for every time I heard that joke, I could retire," </strong>he guffawed good-naturedly at Nyssa.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong>"The four of you don't look like merchants,"</strong> he noted, eyes glancing to their armor and weapons. <strong>"Coming to try your hand at the Halls?"</strong> he asked with open curiosity <strong>"Or just passing through? It's been a slow season for adventurers, it has! 'Specially now with Winter comin' out of the mountains ...There's a lad, go help yer sister with that feller in the hat now,"</strong> he advised the youth, who brought over four very large bowls of stew each with two chunks of bread, four tankards, and a large frothy clay pitcher of cider. Dunman looked back to the four of you. <strong>"If yer planning on staying a bit, the Tankard's got the best rates for the best service in town."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Acquisitions Incorporated: Eveningstar Enterprises (Group 2 IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>22-02-2018, 04:50:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/56/Nyssa.jpg)<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Nyssa Starfire&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP: 11/11<br>Spell Slot: [ ]<br></div></div></div>For a few moments, Nyssa only stared at Dunman, as if utterly baffled by his words.&nbsp; Then, without warning and several moments later, she burst into a fit of hysterical giggles, grinning from ear to ear as if she'd just heard the best joke in the world.<br><br>Aster was speaking with different voices again, which didn't surprise her or bother her in the least.<br><br>"Oh, I definitely want to try the Halls!" she said, eager excitement in her voice.&nbsp; Then, just as suddenly, she paused.&nbsp; "At least...I think I want to try the Halls.&nbsp; I don't know what they are."&nbsp; After a moment of drifting, her eyes shot back to Dunman's.&nbsp; "Don't make a liar out of me, now.&nbsp; What are they?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Acquisitions Incorporated: Eveningstar Enterprises (Group 2 IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chulanowa</strong> on <strong>22-02-2018, 09:16:43</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Dunman cocked his head at Nyssa's laughter, but gave her a genial smile in turn. <strong>"You've not heard of the Haunted Halls?"</strong> He looked at each of you in turn, a curious expression forming on his face <strong>"Well, story is, there's a keep, hidden in the gorge north of here; some old warlord's stronghold, from the days of Esparin ruling these parts. Long, long time ago."</strong> he waves one hand. <strong>"All sorts of beasties and ne'er-d-wells take the place up now and then. Lots of adventurers come to poke around up in there. Gotta say though, it's earned its name of the Killing Keep more than a few times."</strong> He nodded solemnly. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A call from somewhere else in the taproom made Dunman look over, and hold up his hand to the person making it. he turned back to your table. <strong>"Hoy, busy afternoon. If you four are planning on that sort of business, you'll want to change your coins, and make sure you have your charter in order; Eve'n'star's under the king's law, even for travelers."</strong> For a moment he gave them a suspicious look, before breaking into a smile. <strong>"But! No need to worry about all of that right now. Please, please, eat, drink!"</strong> With that he is off to attend his business, unless perhaps one of you stops him for something.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>Fortunately</em> of course, each of you do have in your possession a permanent charter; a crown writ permitting you to bear unbound weapons, trade in antiquities, and other such adventuring pastimes. You were informed before you left Baldur's Gate - repeatedly - that these licenses are not cheap. You were never told exactly <em>how</em> not-cheap they are, sadly. But you know that the company is <em>Acquisitions</em> Incorporated, and not <em>Spending Everything</em> Incorporated. The message was clear; your franchise will have to give dividends!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Acquisitions Incorporated: Eveningstar Enterprises (Group 2 IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clonkertink</strong> on <strong>23-02-2018, 00:09:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/3/39/Aspen_Whitebear.jpg/360px-Aspen_Whitebear.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Aspen Whitebear (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1428588)<br><strong>HP:</strong> 10/10<br><hr><br>"That sounds excellent," Aspen said, enthusiastically. "Acquisitions Incorporated. You inquire, we acquire!" She didn't really know what exactly that meant, but the people at "hedofiss" (whatever that was) had been very adamant that she should say it to everyone she met. She also understood that their job was to hunt treasure. There was also something about her not being allowed to hunt treasure without a specific piece of paper? She wasn't sure which one it was. The hedofiss people had given her a lot of paper, and none of the words on any of them made any sense to her.<br><br>There was also something about sending treasure back to hedofiss, too. She wasn't sure why this was a good deal for her team, but then, most of the deals people struck in the civilized world seemed strange.<br><br>She glanced over at Nyssa, and whispered, "So, we're supposed to go to these Halls and steal the treasure? Is that it?" Nyssa was very strange, but she did seem to understand the "business" side much better than Aspen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Acquisitions Incorporated: Eveningstar Enterprises (Group 2 IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>23-02-2018, 02:44:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/56/Nyssa.jpg)<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Nyssa Starfire&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP: 11/11<br>Spell Slot: [ ]<br></div></div></div>Nyssa soaked in the information about the Halls, and excitement filled her, but also a degree of concern.&nbsp; "I hope it's not like some of the Keeps that I've heard about," she said.&nbsp; "There was one I had to write a report about which was so ill-kept that it wasn't worthy of the name, so they had to strip it down to a Fortress.&nbsp; Naturally, the deed they held wasn't good for a fortress, but now that it's been Acquired, Head Office is doing a great job of Keeping it."&nbsp; She smiled to indicate that the story had a happy ending.<br><br>As Aspen whispered, Nyssa listened, then nodded.&nbsp; She'd long since given up on trying to explain the differences between steal and Acquire.&nbsp; It took a level of understanding of bureaucracy that few others had, and it wasn't nearly as important for the other employees.<br><br>However, that quickly reminded Nyssa, and a grin took over her features as she pulled out some of the contracts from her backpack.&nbsp; "I should ask if you'd be interested in your establishment handling the 'Inn and Tavern' needs for Acquisitions Incorporated," she said, showing him the contract.&nbsp; "The reason the writing is so tiny is because it's written by pixies to save on the cost of extra sheets of parchment, and of course, those savings get passed on."&nbsp; She didn't elaborate on <em>where</em> the savings get passed onto.&nbsp; That wasn't part of her job.&nbsp; "Basically, Acquisitions Incorporated interns will be strongly encouraged to eat and sleep at your establishment in exchange for a percentage being removed from your prices for our employees and interns."&nbsp; That percentage, written as a barely-legible smudge and only readable under a magnifying glass, was one hundred percent.&nbsp; But he could always make up for the money lost by giving away free room and board via the sheer volume of employees and interns, many of whom wanted to stay at a place where they didn't have to pay.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Acquisitions Incorporated: Eveningstar Enterprises (Group 2 IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InoshimaLance</strong> on <strong>24-02-2018, 02:29:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/e3Zoqyg.jpg)<br><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Aster Draseil</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP = 11<br>Spell Slots 1=[ ]</strong></div></div></div></div><hr><hr><br><em><strong>"We would be happy to have you in our corporation. If you sign up, you get a free merchandize box as well as a free work order monthly, coming from our package of Acquisitions Incorporated Associated Development Program."</strong> Aster got right behind Nyssa, but this time, his voice had a hint of salesman charm to it. He took out a box and opened it showing some leather coats and cloth pullovers with the seal of Acquisitions Incorporated as well as a huge picture in the back with Jim Darkmagic in a heroic pose. <strong>"This is just a few samples of what you can get, as well as the complimentary mug..."</strong> He picked up a mug with the words 'I am AcqInc' engraved on them. <strong>"... And visits of any of our great mascots and stars can be arranged to your business as well as tour stops."</strong><br><br>Hiker was Aster's personality that developed a strange good sense in business, yet he had troubles with Aster's natural average charisma. So he had to use all the techniques in his repertoire to close deals.<br><br><strong>"You cannot say no to this beauty here." He said presenting Nyssa with both hands pointing at her like she was some sort of special product. "I am telling you, she will be the new face of Acquisitions Incorporated Eveningstar Branch."</strong></em><br><br><hr>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Acquisitions Incorporated: Eveningstar Enterprises (Group 2 IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chulanowa</strong> on <strong>02-03-2018, 23:04:39</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Dunman <em>does</em> in fact pause when Aspen and Nyssa talked about their company. <strong>"Oh <em>ho</em>, so <em>you're</em> the ones that scroll tube was for! Wait right there,"</strong> he tapped their table and made his way through one of the doors in the back of the taproom. A few moments later he comes back out carrying what appears to be a stack of wooden plates, with a ragged, broken-off section of shelving on the bottom. he sets this... sculpture? on one of the empty stools at your table.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;All of you can see what this is now; a scroll tube that has somehow been fused to, and through, a stack of plates and the shelving beneath them, which has been cut away to free the whole thing. In small gold lettering at the top of the scroll tube is "A C Q U I S I T I O N S I N C O R P O R A T E D." You suddenly feel glad to have taken the land route rather than letting Nargobel teleport you... <strong>"Mail's here,"</strong> Dunman announced with a sardonic smirk. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When Nyssa produced her forms, Dunman's russet brows creased together. He took the paper, scanning over it. He harrumphs softly, peering over the top of the papers. <strong>"This Omin Drahn of yours sounds like a real cheapskate. But, always happy to get the word out about the Tankard. Seems fair to me. But, I'll have m'wife have a look at everything, she manages the money, y'know."</strong> He gave Nyssa a wink.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;While he goes over that, the four of you are free to open and go through the contents of the scroll case. inside are copies of your contracts with AcqInc, fine print and all (no smudging!) denoting that each of you is a member in good standing of Acquisitions Incorporated, and holds 20% of an exclusive license to represent Acquisitions Incorporated in the Cormyrean Heartlands (excepting Arabel and Immersea). <br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;There are also five tightly-rolled scrolls of fine parchment, the sort you might expect to be used for spell scrolls. when unrolled, text <em>appears</em> on them, in a short, stiff hand, very functional, sort of the handwriting version of courier font. Each scroll describes a particular role for the party, to be taken by one member. <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Cartographer</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Makes maps. But also keeps track of important people, places, and things. Expected to be the "knowledge hub" for the party in matters not pertaining to legal issues (though that is a plus.) Is expected to inform head office of new discoveries and potential avenues of profit that the party itself cannot follow up on.</span></div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Hoardsperson</div><div class="spoiler_body"> <span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Maintains party gear, equipment, and stocks, keeps track of coin and merchandise. Has final say in allotment or sale of magical items, and gains the decisionist's "two votes" when the party decides what jobs to take. Is also in charge of promotional materials and events.</span> </div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Decisionist</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">The "tiebreaker" of the party. Their role is that whenever the party votes, the decisionist gets two votes instead of one on an topic not superseded by another role (you don't get to outvote the Hoardsperson on who gets magic items, for instance). you get the feeling that these roles assume an even number of members...</span></div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Documancer</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">The Documancer handles the Acquisitions, Incorporated proprietary stationary, manages contracts with third parties, and represents the party in legal conflicts. They are in charge of communications with the head office and other franchisees</span></div></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Sentimentarian / Empathicator</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">This document can't seem to decide what this particular role is called; this might explain the word "EXPERIMENTAL" stenciled in the header. This party roll is meant to manage the well-being of their party and allies; physical, emotional, psychic, spiritual, and social. They're the "party support," so to speak. Apparently they are also meant to represent the party in social and religious (though not legal) issues, taking the role of "party face"</span></div></div><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As the text of each scroll finishes filling itself out before your eyes, there's a "PING!" noise an an inked quill appears along with a signature line for you to fill out. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In the bottom of the scroll tube are also five small silver lapel pins depicting a winged apple with the acquisitions incorporated logo, and below them, a small paper bag containing complimentary honey-roated peanuts. The peanuts are stale.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Acquisitions Incorporated: Eveningstar Enterprises (Group 2 IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>03-03-2018, 01:42:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/56/Nyssa.jpg)<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Nyssa Starfire&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP: 11/11<br>Spell Slot: [ ]<br></div></div></div>When Aster talked her up, Nyssa grinned.&nbsp; (At least, Nyssa <em>thought</em> it was Aster.&nbsp; Sometimes he could be a bit strange.)&nbsp; Dunman read over the contract, and Nyssa just kept on grinning.&nbsp; "Just remember that when interns of Acquisitions Incorporated tell their tales about Cormyr, you want them to be talking about the Lonesome Tankard.&nbsp; Practically every story I've <em>ever</em> heard from adventurers starts in a tavern, and if you want to make sure that the interns pick your place above any of the others, this is the best way."<br><br>A gentle shrug made a gentle creak in the makeshift plates of armor that she wore instead of a full outfit.&nbsp; "Besides, right now, it's just us giving you advertising with everything, and we can stay here every night we're in town.&nbsp; Otherwise, we're apt to check out your competition and give them the same opportunity you're getting right now."<br><br>After handing over the contract, she noticed the mail and bunch of scrolls, picking up and signing the Documancer scroll without much of any thought.&nbsp; Her handwriting had changed pretty drastically since the "incident" that gave her her abilities, but practically everyone agreed that it said Nyssa Starfire.&nbsp; Only one person had ever claimed that it looked like the silent screaming cry of the ever-widening abyss, and that person had been high on supershrooms anyway, so what did he know?<br><br>She put on one of the lapel pins, then asked the table, "So, who's up for checking the Halls after we finish eating?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Acquisitions Incorporated: Eveningstar Enterprises (Group 2 IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>clonkertink</strong> on <strong>05-03-2018, 07:25:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/3/39/Aspen_Whitebear.jpg/360px-Aspen_Whitebear.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong> Aspen Whitebear (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1428588)<br><strong>HP:</strong> 10/10<br><hr><br>Aspen studied the various documents carefully. Or, at least <em>appeared</em> to study them carefully. Most of it went right over her head, so she just ended up staring at the odd language and trying to puzzle out its closest meaning. Most of the roles also sounded odd to her. Except Cartographer. Maps she could do. She could probably also keep track of people, places and things. The avenues of profit thing still went over her head, but she figured she got the gist of it.<br><br>"If it's alright with you guys, I'll take cartographer," she said, waiting for anyone to voice an objection before signing her name. Her writing was flowy, with embellishments that seemed to look like leaves - a result of adapting druidic signs to the cruder, written form.<br><br>At Nyssa's suggestion she nodded. "That's what the Hedofiss would want us to do, right? Go there and see if there's any treasure?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Acquisitions Incorporated: Eveningstar Enterprises (Group 2 IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chulanowa</strong> on <strong>13-03-2018, 09:37:54</strong>
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				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;After a bit of thinking, you guys realize something; 20% for four people comes up to... like, it can't be more than 74.3%, right? And why are there four of you and four available positions?&nbsp; Something is amiss here. <em>Amiss</em> I say!<br><br><hr><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Daeris for her part, had a much shorter trip to make, from Suzail north to Eveningstar. Yet somehow, by some inconceivable machination of fate, sheh as only just arrived, albeit from the other direction. Daeris, you have in yourh and the same license and charter (though yours didn't come with any peanuts) - you are to meet your team at the Lonely Tankard, <span class="bbc_u">not</span> the Golden Unicorn. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Acquisitions Incorporated: Eveningstar Enterprises (Group 2 IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>InoshimaLance</strong> on <strong>16-03-2018, 16:44:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/e3Zoqyg.jpg)<br><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Aster Draseil</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>HP = 11<br>Spell Slots 1=[ ]</strong></div></div></div></div><hr><hr><br><em>Aster sat down like nothing weird just happened, Hiker simply explaining him he was doing business. He was really surprised and amazed by the huge scroll of AcqInc and wondered how all those gimmicks worked. Hiker and Ford told him to read the papers, and Aster dilligently went through that. He checked the entire contract and then checked all the role-giving scrolls too. He wondered what was best for him. Maybe he would be best waiting for the others to pick. He handed the Cartographer scroll to Aspen after checking on it. <strong>"Be my guest. Seems like you know how to handle that the best. As for me, I don't know yet. What about you Nyssa? Hiker says you should pick Decisionist, you have all the Charisma needed to be our leader after all."</strong></em><br><br><hr>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Acquisitions Incorporated: Eveningstar Enterprises (Group 2 IC)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>22-03-2018, 13:52:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/56/Nyssa.jpg)<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Nyssa Starfire&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;</div><div class="spoiler_body">HP: 11/11<br>Spell Slot: [ ]<br></div></div></div>Aspen seemed right on board with heading off for adventure, and Nyssa smiled.<br><br>When Aster suggested Decisionist for her, however, she shook her head.&nbsp; "I'm a much better Documancer," she explained.&nbsp; "That actually used to be what I did all the time, at least <em>before</em>."<br><br>Nyssa's before story wasn't all that interesting.&nbsp; She used to work as a glorified filing clerk.&nbsp; Then she got the Orb, and her life changed rather dramatically.<br><br>"Hopefully the innkeeper sees the wisdom in the contract, though," she said.&nbsp; "The story for every proper adventure begins in a tavern; when we tell this one, we'll probably just gloss over everything else."&nbsp; That part saddened her; she was really hoping to explain all about the fishnets and the remarkable journey therein, but a story was a story.&nbsp; Besides, nobody would believe that they were all very nearly wealthy beyond all their wildest dreams, anyway.<br><br>Or had that just been a dream?&nbsp; No matter.<br><br>"Plus, you know, room and board."&nbsp; Her smile widened to a grin.
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