originally posted in:The Roleplay League
*A warlock approaches Marrik. He is quiet. He has a full set of year one trials armor except for his chestpiece which seemed to the voidfang vestements. There's a sword on his back it seems to be the exotic Raze Lighter*
"You. I need to speak to you"
English
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Marrik looked around. "Me, huh? What makes me so special?"
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"You show some sort of promise in your skill"
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"Gee, thanks. 'Some promise,' huh?"
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"What? I'm being honest. Anyways I've been recruiting for a skilled team to kill Oryx for good. A raid you might call it. I'm calling it the kings fall. Are you willing to join?"
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Marrik looked around. "How long have you been watching me?"
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"I was walking by and stopped for a moment and watched you fight those taken"
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"Then I'm in. When do you have this... Assassination planned?"
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"When we get a full group. We have four slots left for guardians. We are also bringing a frame with us. Including you we have three slots left for guardians"
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"Why bring a frame?"
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"It's a war frame not a janitor or something like that"
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"I guess it could be useful, then. How do you want me to get ready?"
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"Get geared up. Your strongest armor and weapons should be ready when the group is ready"
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"All right. Might I suggest to you a hunter to join us on this killing? He goes by name of La'haar..."
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"Well I'll have to meet him or her. Also one warning. This is not advised by the vanguard have your comms off when we are about to start"
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"... Of course..."
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"Yeah that's everything"
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"Okay then, Mr. Warlock whose name I don't know. I'll be ready." Marrik turned and began walking away.
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"Okay see you in another dimension that's owned by Oryx sometime later" *The warlock leaves*