Mission one
I had finally finished my team, my elite group of survivors, ready to break the tide. I walk to my room, ready to take a good sleep when Tiberius comes in. "Why is it, that as soon as you wake up, you start stirring up trouble" I look around at him, holding my ground "I am not causing trouble. I am just... making preparations." He stares me down with an angry stare that would make Rovagaug himself tremble with fear. "Well, your 'preparations' have thrown the whole city into chaos! People are now thinking your starting a cult!"I reel back in shock. I had no idea the consequences of my actions. "But. but I...." I hang my head in shame and sit down on by bed. Tiberius comes down and sits next to me and puts an arm around my shoulders, "look" He says to me in a soft voice "I know you just want to live, but you got to think how others will react." He stands up, when I realize he has a letter in his hand. "Gather your team, there has been traces of necromantic magic detected in the sewers, and you have been chosen to investigate it" He hands me the letter and I stare up at him in amazement. I leap of the bed and give him a massive hug, grab my gear and gather the team, there is a necromancer to hunt.
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