C.A.R.P.S.

[Mi'Los Dendramont]

The door opens letting in the chilled air of autumn. A cloaked figure enters, pausing to look around.
“ I am looking for one who is connected to the guild of the magi” the figure says in a calm and quiet voice. Removing his hood you can see he is a young looking high elf.
“ Is there anyone who here who is willing to assist me”?

[Lochlainn]

The best person to speak with is Aroura. She is the current head of the mage's guild. Last I knew, she was at the mage's tower. You can try looking for her there.

[Mi'Los Dendramont]

“Thank you my friend. Your assistance is most appreciated.”

And with a polite bow Mi'Los turns upon his heel and exits the tavern.

[Jack of Spades]

Jack walks from his room behind the bar and sits at the nearest table.

*So many mages in this town, more everyday it seems. I just hope this one doesn't end up needing to be renamed rake or post-hole-digger or something.

[Sylas Hay]

*whiping a glass and grinning*
"Nah, this one seems a bit more aloof. Air Mage Id bet. Maybe a universalist."
*placing the glass behind the bar*
"..and at least its not more Barbarians."
*wink*

[Jack of Spades]

*shrugs*
I when I think of the barbarians, I don't see them bringing about the end of the world. When I think of mages...
*Jack takes a drink*
Ahh what does that matter, its all gotta end somehow right.
*He puts down his glass and smiles*

[Daniel Lockheart]

Daniel smiles at them both, "well I'll drink to that." He takes a drink or two