Hello All!

Leroy Ridran enters the grand building which is the Town Hall, for the single purpose of meeting others whom he has never met before. He strides into the room, a purposeful look on his face. He scans the bustling room for new faces, but for the time being, sees none. He walks over to the wall, where he finds a small wooden bench. He sits down, but sits erect, still looking for a new person. Next to him is a Colony Guardian. You can always tell that they are guardians by the shining armor that they seem to wear everywhere they go! Really, they must take it off eventually... Leroy, the great, famous, crazy adventurer, sat on the bench, patiently waiting for someone to push open the huge doors of the hall.

Anaronix enters the room and looks at Leroy.

"Oi! Who goes there!?" Leroy shouts at the newcomer. Many people around him, including the guardian, turn and stare. When they see who it is who is shouting, they turn away. Nothing Leroy does is ever a surprise. Leroy begins to walk towards the newcomer who had just entered the room.

"Hello!"

"Newcomer. My name is Leroy Ridran. I am the most famous adventurer in all of the land. Tell me newcomer, where do you hail from, and what is thy name?" Leroy questions the newcomer as if questioning for murder. His armor gleams, but his face remains stern. Leroy is always stern.

"I am Anaronix. I come from the western land called the Red Mountains," Anaronix told Leroy.

"Never heard of that land. But no matter. What is your purpose in this land?" Leroy addresses Anaronix. Many others in the hall, including the guardian which had at with Leroy, had started crowding around the two people. They seemed curios about the newcomer as well.

Draylon Redtip walked in. "Hello, kind sirs. How art thouselves today, pray tell?" He sat down in a fine oak rocking chair.

Seeing yet another newcomer come into the hall, Leroy sprinted over to the new man. "Good day!"

Orion walks into the room and leans on the wall. " Hello." He says simply.

OOC: Orion, Dat u? Because this is me. From Rugbark. But you probably knew that.
BIC: "Very good indeed. How might I be of service to thou?" Draylon said. "You see, I am a mercenary. I also am a trained thief, spy, assassin, and saboteur."

"I am Leroy Ridran, most famous adventurer of all time. I guard this entire world. If thou wishes, thou may help me in my never ending quest to keep this land safe from all who intrude." Leroy is used to giving these long speeches, and then the newcomers will turn away and become a cook or something.

"Riiiight. By the way, do you know where your wallet is?" Draylon asked innocently.

Knowing what would be coming, Leroy politely said "Yes." But then, he calmly turned around and swiped off the head of the guardian which had sat next to him. "He was preparing to kill us all. Trust me."

OOC- Yea its me! The second Orion from Rubark O_o and I think that Draylon meant that he stole it.

BIC- Orion watched Leroy slice off the gaurdian's head. " Hmphh.. After that long speach I might come a cook." Orion knew how to cook, shoot arrows and much more already.

"Well, pray consider it. It i a fine offer. Join the defenders. Unfortunately, I cannot offer you the position of Guardian yet (OOC: You need 175 posts), but I can offer you a rank in the group of Defenders. (OOC: Not only will you be able to participate in discussions with Defenders, but a Defender is a Moderator. Just so you know, don't accept unless you fell you are ready...)." Leroy makes his generous offer.

" I accept." OOC- Ill get good at moderator quickly.

"Good, good!"
OOC: Moderatorship pending...

OOC: Congratulations! Use your moderator privileges well.

OOC- Cool Thanks

"Draylon. You look a bit shifty. But I will quickly put an end to your smugness." LEroy said with a smirk, and removed a heavy bag of gold coins. "I believe you thought that you possessed this..." Leroy said. Now he was the smug one.

"I suppose that he was going to kill us all. Do you know where his wallet is?" Draylon chuckled, holding up two small sacks. "I believe that you, in a sense, will pay me not to help you. Not intentionally, of course."

"Indeed. Well, a fair warning to you. If I see you engaging in any shifty activity, you will be run through before you can say tiddlybumpkins!"

"Tiddlybumpins?" Draylon asked. "Oh, and the fake wallet you're holding, full of salt. I'll trade you for a real one." He tossed Leroy his wallet back, keeping the dead guard's.

"Uh. Well. Never mind that!" Leroy said. He twiddled his sword.