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Template:CenterHere, far from the bustle of the front of the Guild Hall, you wait patiently as he finishes writing some letter in a language you cannot recognise.
Template:Center"So ... ready to become an adventurer ehh?" He looks you up and down before giving an audible HMPH.
Template:Center"Well, I hope you're ready for danger, riches and more danger, because we've got it all in spades!" He seems to stare at you expecting some reaction or other.
Template:Center"Right, well I assume you've read all the rules and taken the initial oath taking, otherwise you wouldn't be here."
Template:Center"Here, give me your arms" as the man reaches over the desk and clamps two thick metal bracelets over your wrists. There is a short searing pain before the bracelets unclamp themselves and fall to the disk
Template:CenterThere on your wrists are quickly fading triangles.
Template:Center"Very good, fine, now get out there and start taking jobs, time is money kid and there's always more work to be done"