Video, Unseelie court

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[It's early in the morning. Actually, it's the creeping up on the buttcrack of dawn, entirely too early in the morning, but there you are. Sun's not quite up yet; the cold light of early morning seeping into the cracks of windows, not enough to take the chill out of the night yet. Who's been up for a while? This guy. There's errands to run, and if it's going to take days to run them, might as well get started early. Really early.

So! Good morning, Caer Scima! You get a Troll. Or at least, the painted-up face of one.]

I'm Vol'jin, Chief of the Darkspear tribe. Wit' that out of the way, listen up:

I'mma be travelin' to the Station soon. Ya need somethin' from there, or ya just want company, or ya don't feel right travelin' wit'out someone to watch ya back, meet me down in the Courtyard at sunrise.

Bring ya own supplies, at least a week's worth. I ain't ya minder.

[This ain't no newbie fetch quest; don't expect him to hold your hand.

Chieftain out.]

Comments

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[vrykolakas]

I pity the pot.

[He's just going to chill out facedown here.]

Thanks.

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[ziggyzoggy]

Sure thing.

[They'll probably talk later, or in a couple of days. Whenever he inevitably wakes up in the middle of the night with the memory of trying to breathe through his own blood fresh in his mind.

With a nod, he signs off.]