Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20191116020737/@comment-4662333-20191126011233

Torsten opted to stay silent while the group traversed through the Outlaw's Refuge. He had to admit, it was well-organized, but the foundation of these refuges were from criminals and less than reputable men.

When they had finally returned to the surface, Torsten wasted no time to return to the Fighter's Guild. Upon entering, the group can see an Ordinator rifling through the contract broker's desk.

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"Listen, kinsman," The bartender said in a hushed tone, "I'll say something to the guards, but there's no guarantee they'll do much. Give me your name, kinsman."