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🧙 WHO: Din and You
⚔️️ WHAT: Quests and the general day to day of life
🕒 WHEN: throughout October
🗺️ WHERE: Camelot and around
⚠️ WARNINGS: potential violence?

A - New Digs

[With all the refugees coming in to the city, Din figures he can at least give up where he's been squatting for the past few months. He has enough funds from all the work he's done around town to purchase a caravan wagon. It's not big, it's a little run down, and currently it's not going anywhere from where it's parked on the edge of town, but Din likes it. It's familiar, and reminds him of the Razor Crest, as much as that still stings.

He's usually up early making repairs since the roof leaks, and the door's off its hinges, and it definitely needs a new coat of paint. But he's happy with it.]

B - Headless Horseman

[There's the sound of impact as Din dodges out of the way of the charging horse, his spear landing a few feet ahead of him. The Headless Horseman rides past, and he can hear the thundering hooves retreat. He does his best to stand quickly and grab his spear, readying himself for the next charge.]

I've got it distracted! Get them away!

[There's a slight tickle in the back of Din's head, which he's started to realize is the sense that he can bargain with the creature in front of him. But he gets the feeling that his opponent is not in a listening mood at the moment.]

C - Bunker Down

[Even though he's out of the inn, there's still more work to be done it seems, so Din is focusing on making beds. It's not difficult. Certainly not as much work as regular maintenance on his star ship. And he's pretty good at that.]

Hey, could you hold that part steady? These need to fit together properly if the bed's going to stand.

[He doesn't have three arms so that makes some of this more difficult.]

D - Wildcard

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Where's that?

[ She had been getting the distinct impression that most of the 'out-of-towners', in fact, came from some pretty odd corners of existence. At least the others had occasionally bandied around talk of some theoretical other world. ]

I will. Someone around here's got to know what they're doing. Bet they'll ask for an arm and a leg, though. [ Ah, well. Such was the price of work. ]

Planet called Nevarro.

[He's spent enough time there and has enough people there that it currently works as a home base. Especially since he doesn't know where his tribe has gone.]

I can't say I know what the going rate is, but I can ask around.

Nevarro. [ She rolled the foreign-sounding name around in her mouth. At least it wasn't too hard to say. The bigger question was why this man was offering to help her. Surely not out of the goodness of his heart, right? ]

Huh? Are you part of a guild or something? [ Or maybe the man simply wanted to steer loose business toward his own network of connections? Well, as long as they were good at what they did! ]

[Technically yes, but not on this world.]

Not really, just been here a while. And it gets easier for everyone if information can be shared.

But not everything, right?

[ She assumed, anyway. Where there were people, there were secrets!! ] I bet there's still people who make their deals under the table.

Wouldn't surprise me either. Especially when you look at the quest board.

[Not that he's ever opposed to the dark web quests. Some of them have brought good money.]