*Note: Open to 1.
The Coastline of Port Corinth, Cinnagar
Testimony Jones and her companion Jacen Truth had gathered with a group of Guild Lancers to the Germain Forest of the Corinth Province. Here, the talented group of fighters had tracked the infamous Corinth Rebels to their base.
The blond Testimony peered over the ridgeline and down into the cave formation below,
"Okay guys. I don't see any sentries. Looks clear from this angle."
"Testimony. I don't like the look of this cave. It most surely goes underground and meets up with the coastline somewhere. And it's probably full of Corsairs."
"That is the general idea of a Guild raid, Jacen. Your not getting cold feet already, are you?"
"Well. No. But..."
"Come on you two. Enough chit-chat from the Scouting Party. Now. Ready your Bolt Casters. Let's get in there and flush these rebels out. Coin for every black mask we recover and enough bad guys for everybody. For the Forest Owls! For Port Corinth!"
The troupe of Guild Lancers were aiming for a fight as they broke cover and charged down the ridge. Testimony nodded with a smile and the slapped Jacen on the shoulder to reassure him everything was going to be fine.
After all? It was finally time to get down there and say hello to these bandit rebels, the old fashioned way...
Germain ForestThe Coastline of Port Corinth, Cinnagar
Testimony Jones and her companion Jacen Truth had gathered with a group of Guild Lancers to the Germain Forest of the Corinth Province. Here, the talented group of fighters had tracked the infamous Corinth Rebels to their base.
The blond Testimony peered over the ridgeline and down into the cave formation below,
"Okay guys. I don't see any sentries. Looks clear from this angle."
"Testimony. I don't like the look of this cave. It most surely goes underground and meets up with the coastline somewhere. And it's probably full of Corsairs."
"That is the general idea of a Guild raid, Jacen. Your not getting cold feet already, are you?"
"Well. No. But..."
"Come on you two. Enough chit-chat from the Scouting Party. Now. Ready your Bolt Casters. Let's get in there and flush these rebels out. Coin for every black mask we recover and enough bad guys for everybody. For the Forest Owls! For Port Corinth!"
The troupe of Guild Lancers were aiming for a fight as they broke cover and charged down the ridge. Testimony nodded with a smile and the slapped Jacen on the shoulder to reassure him everything was going to be fine.
After all? It was finally time to get down there and say hello to these bandit rebels, the old fashioned way...