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Mambo keeps his sapphire eyes on Kailyn as she departs to the beverage table and sighs heavily as another person leaves him all alone on the ballroom floor. With a disappointed expression on his face, he trudges onward to the hookah lounge, keeping track of where he is walking to not bump into...

The bartender furrows his bushy eyebrows as Veris as he explains he wanted to go into the Bayou. "Oi gave ye me best warnin' lad, if yer set on dis, go out of de and turn left, keep goin fer a bit, and ye s'ould find yerself at de gates," he explains as he gestures to the door. "Oh, and no need...

Mambo scratched his long, white beard worryingly, did he make the reptile angry in some way? He hopes he didn't, he came to make friends not enemies. He sighs as Raz El'Sadaaweh made his departure as the emerald skinned orc looks to Kailyn, opening his mouth to speak. "So, what did I walk into...

Mambo, although lured to the sight of the large table filled with food, advised himself not to, he was an outsider to the city after all. He scans the area once more and notices a room off shooting from the main ballroom. He observes a trail of smoke flowing outside of it, curiosity overtaking...

The muscular bartender bobs his square head as he pivots in the direction of a large wooden jug and pours some water into it, humming deeply. The delirious man would open his mouth slightly before the bartender simple pointed at him without looking as he kept his eyes on the finishing tankard...

"De Baaaayou Garra...marisma!" The man hiccups as he would clumsily puts a hand on on Veris' shoulder with a wide grin. "A place fuuuuull of danger and... and... excitement! Judging 'ow... ye don't... knoooow... Yeee eva 'eard about de witch doctor?" The patron inquires with a snicker, expecting...

"Never seen ye 'round 'ere before lad," the large Bartender spoke in a gruff voice as he scans Veris as if trying to get a read of him. "Anythin' oi can get-" he would begin to say before the man who Veris bumped into a bit earlier blurt out. He was a human skinny in frame and had a thin face...

Mambo would shamble into the palace, a large totem, as big as the equally large orc, resting on his back. He scanned the ballroom with curious, yet wary eyes. The orc heard of the ball from some angry groaning of guards who were in the market square. They spoke about a large ball that is...

A Rumor of a Cure (For the person who replies first. Other joiners will be responded to!) You find yourself in a worn down tavern in the lower slums of Alliria, a place full of scoundrels, thieves, and other miscreants. No one stops as you enter as the gentle clinking of glasses, the messy...

The Witch Doctor