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Post by The Red Blur on Sun May 13, 2018 6:10 pm

It was a grey, overcast morning. A light rain cascaded down from the heavens; not so much that it was soaking through clothes and fur, but enough to make one feel a little chilly. 

A hedgehog stood at a large, black gate, holding a piece of paper with an address written on it. “426 Cherry Avenue...” he repeated to himself, looking at the rather imposing, and large building just up a small path beyond the gate. “It seems I have the right place. I’m guessing I need to push a button?” He continued, looking around the sides of the gate. Finally, he came across a button, with a speaker above, and pushed it.

After a few seconds, a nasally, somewhat deep voice spoke. “Yes, hello?” 
A camera set up just beyond the gate shifted, its motors whirring as it focused in on the hedgehog, dressed in black jeans, a deep blue jacket, black gloves, and brown boots that reached to about his calve. “State your business, please.”

“I’m Caen Flare. I’m... here for the quest you put through to the guild?”
“Ah! The guild! I believe four of you responded? Yes, come in, come in!”
With that, the gates swung open slowly, allowing Caen to pass. 

Caen couldn’t help but keep looking around as he walked up the path. The land around the house, while damp from the rain, was almost completely pristine, with the grass trimmed to a uniform length, and flower beds seemingly tended to quite well. Finally, he reached the door, and before he could knock, a wolf, dressed in a smart tuxedo, opened the door. His voice was different to the one who answered. A butler, perhaps?
“Follow along closely. Mr. Profiteur does not like to be kept waiting,” he said simply, as he turned on his heels and begun to walk inside.

Inside, the décor was almost completely wood, with panelling on the walls, and the floors. Said floors were polished to a gleam, and claret carpets allowed for people to walk without scuffing the spotless floors. 

After following up a large staircase, and past quite a few rooms, Caen was led into a room. A hedgehog, rather large in stature, sat in a leather chair, at a desk with a globe sitting on it. Papers were scattered around in front of him, and stubbed-out cigars were gathered in a small ash tray. Needless to say, the room stunk of burned tobacco. 

“Caen, was it! Yes, yes, yes! Take a seat, take a seat!” Profiteur spoke, ushering to one of four chairs in front of the desk. “Your comrades should be arriving any minute, now!”

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Re: Lost Cities

Post by CyanFox on Sun May 13, 2018 6:28 pm

Oh boy oh boy! What did today have in store? His heroic jobs were so exciting! And he had only been doing it for like a month or so. His next mission was surely going to be just as fun as the rest! He arrived at the address, seeing someone red walk in. He knew who that was. It felt as if they were the only two heroes sometimes. Why as he always paired with him? Not that he didn't think he was cool, just, there are so many other people he would want to meet at some point.

He walked towards the gate. How did it open? He knocked at the gate and tapped his foot on the ground, crossing his arms. He didn't see Caen do anything. He just walked in. "Hellooooo?!" He yelled. No reply. Geesh...Oh there was a button! He pushed the button under the speaker. “State your business, please.”


"Uh....I am Boubka...I signed up for the mission at the guild!" And then he probably got let in, whistling while walking through. Then he tripped over the small steps just before the entrance as the door opened in front of him. "U-uh....sorry!" And then he entered the house until he saw Caen's back. "Hey Caen! Nice to see you again!"

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Re: Lost Cities

Post by ThePromiseIncarnate on Sun May 13, 2018 6:49 pm

Her first mission...
Once Julian had learned of the guild, she very quickly joined. Might as well do some good and try to have fun while she was trapped on Mobius. As long as Orion would cooperate.

Stepping up to the gate, the chubby kitten felt bothered by the rain given how uncomfortable it had started to get, and she was put off by the building's large and imposing nature... But she was more excited then scared, smiling like she was about to go on a rollercoaster.
Seeing two others enter, with one yelling at the gate before finding a button, she had a good idea of what was going on.
Press the button... State her business.
"H- Hello, my name is Julian.Winchester and I'm here for the Guild Quest?"
Gate opens, she enters. Simple.

Not expecting the dreary weather she wore her black jacket to protect her from the Sun that wasn't out until they'd get to the ruins stated in the quest form. Instead, she had it open and the hoodie down, revealing her snug white shirt and larger black undershirt, a style she enjoyed well mostly with shorts, which she wish she'd worn instead of the sweatpants she wore to protect her legs.

Entering the building she looked around the inside before looking to the two others, waving sheepishly at them. Butterflies bounced around her stomach as she was excited for her first quest, "Heheh... Hello, nice to meet you two. My name's Julian, and you are?"

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Re: Lost Cities

Post by imbadwithnames on Mon May 14, 2018 10:14 pm

And finally, the last hero to arrive: Volt.

The disguised vigilante—who wore a pair of black-tinted mechanical goggles and a black-and-yellow, lightning print bandana over his face; his body veiled by a long, black hooded cloak—stood directly in front of the gated entrance, arms folded, peeking through the gate’s bars to the building up the pathway behind it. “Rich guy, eh?...” he said to himself.

This was his first venture with the guild, aside from the sparring match with Caen. There hadn’t been many quest proposals that particularly interested him since he joined, but the outline of this one—cave exploration, treasure hunting…1000 rings as pay—seemed right up his alley. He was always down for exploring new places, and caves? Heck, he lived in one. This quest should be a breeze...right?  

In any case, like with any mission, the first step: meeting the client. And judging from the complex he was sent to by Guild HQ, whoever this Profiteur person was seemed pretty well off. Volt wasn’t a big fan of prestigious money-hoarders like this guy seemed to be, but oh well—a client’s a client. Hopefully this guy wasn’t a pretentious prick about it.

Volt stepped back from the gate, searching for a button or handle to open it and allow him inside. Eventually, he found a button next to an intercom and camera. He pressed it, and a voice on the other end asked for his identity.

“Huh? Oh. Yea. Volt. Hero. Guild thing. Cave stuff. Artifacts. Lotta rings offered. I’m here now,” he bluntly said, obviously wanting to hurry up and get this introduction over with so he could get to the action. Finally, the gate opened. He walked inside and headed up the pathway—admiring the impressively well-kept landscaping—and eventually, into the building.

When the butler greeted him at the doorway, he shook his hand, walked inside, and, after shaking the water off his cloak and wiping the mud from his black boots, was directed upstairs to Profiteur’s office. He entered the room, immediately hit with the strong odor of tobacco. Volt coughed, pressing his bandana against his face to block the smell. “Dang, dude, that stuff kills ya know…,” he whispered to himself.

Before he sat down in a chair, he noticed the others around the office—evidently, his ‘teammates’. He gave a peace sign to all of them as a greeting, but one of them, in particular, made him do a double-take: Caen, the red hedgehog he sparred with in the Training Hall not too long ago. “Oh...hey, Hotshot! Sup dude,” he said to him with an upwards nod, his loud, somewhat nasally voice breaking through what silence might've been. “....Still not jealous of the hair, by the way.”

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Re: Lost Cities

Post by The Red Blur on Thu May 17, 2018 10:03 pm

There was an awkward silence as Caen sat, waiting for Alfred to let each individual person in, speaking the exact same words that he had done before. How comforting it was to know that he cared so much that he’d repeat the same words, boredly.

The first to enter the room was a blue fox, with two tails. Boubka. Of course Boubka would join a quest such as this, he was always hungry for adventure! “Boubka! Nice to see you, again!” he said, just as the next figure entered the room.

The next person was a cat, somewhat larger in build than Caen or Boubka, and she had introduced herself as Julian almost immediately. Caen nodded politely, saying “I’m Caen. A pleasure to meet you, Julian.”

Finally, the fourth and final member to join them was a particular bird Caen had fought not so long ago, with what seemed like a set of goggles and a mask. Come to think of it, Caen hadn’t thought of wearing some sort of mask, just in case of rock dust and the like. Oh, well.
“Hot... Shot...?” Caen asked, raising his eyebrow, before reaching back to touch his spines. “Th-thanks?”

“Right! Finally! Sit down, come come come!” Mr. Profiteur spoke, waving towards each seat. “Now! I presume you all know exactly why you’re here, yes? This cavern was recently found by miners of mine. We were digging for different crystals and minerals, and one of them damn near falls to their death! Talking of which...” 
Profiteur spins around in his chair, opening a chest behind him, before pulling out what seemed to be abseiling equipment. Caen couldn’t help but feel a twinge of nervousness as the large hedgehog dumped the equipment on the desk. “There is a drop of about 200 feet to get down there. I’ll provide the equipment you need, and you should be getting there by helicopter as soon as we’ve finished preparations. Any questions?” He asked, looking between the four. 

Caen looked at the other three, unsure whether or not to ask anything, himself.

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Re: Lost Cities

Post by CyanFox on Sat May 26, 2018 7:30 pm

It seemed like Caen wasn't the only one helping Bou on this adventure. Another person came in, intoduced herself with the name 'Julian'. He put up his regular cheeful smile. "I'm Boubka, but people call me Bou. Nice to meet you!" She looked friendly. That's nice. Friendly people are always nice to have extra on your team.

Then the last hero came in. They seemed...menacing somehow. Mysterious, covering their face with a bandana. He looked irritated by something, but Bou wasn't sure why exactly and that made him kind of worried that this guy was just generally grumpy. Then the bird greeted Caen, and that fear was completely gone. Sup dude is only used by cool guys who are generally chill, right? Also when he said hotshot it reminded him of Esme and Maxie, which was also reassuring in some kind of weird way. He happily nodded towards him, just to say hi.

But before he could actually talk to the others, another voice spoke up. He decided to take one of the seats that was open and sat down. After a short introduction, the client showed some abseiling equipment. Nice! This stuff was even better than what they had at dad and mom's! He knew how to do this stuff, he had done it quite a few times before, so he was beaming with self-confidence.

Then he asked if there were any questions. Bou raised his hand. "Oh! Yes yes! Ehm." He retracted his hand and put his finger on his chin. "Uhm....what are we exactly looking for in these caves?" It seemed reasonable to ask. It wasn't on the quest form, so he wasn't sure if he was looking for simple treasure, or anything specific.

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Post by ThePromiseIncarnate on Sat May 26, 2018 9:17 pm

Seeing the chairs to sit down in, she took a seat, mild discomfort displayed as she felt she was sitting in a kiddy chair, like this was a kiddie's table for some birthday party. They were built for Mobians sizes - the quest giver should be glad no humans joined, or else they may be called out as rude for not being able to accommodate human sizes.

A nice "Hello~" rang out from her voice with a relaxed salute to the last person who entered while she slouched in her chair, afraid to lean back into it in case she fell back.

She quickly realized this guild quest was a mistake. Too late to back out now though.
She looked to Mr. Profiteur as he explained everything, her tired expression slowly turning to mild concern and even slight annoyance as he went on about the deep hole, the tools she's never used before, the helicopter ride, everything was setting off red flags for her. She remained mostly silent.
When Boubka asked his question, she felt like adding her own two-cents but realized in her current mental state it'd feel wrong to say anything in fear of it coming off as rude. Could... Could people be removed from quests...? Could people be fired from the Guild?!
Thoughts raced through her mind as she sighed, just listening into the others with her nerves wild and a goofy smile as she suddenly had funny images appearing in her mind. She simply had nothing to say.

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