"Well that sounds like something I would be interested in and I still have some coin left from my joinery over here." [*Looking at Akkorrin then back to Adaca] "Do you know anything about the group-assignings, will they happen today?"

What the barmaid said made the large draconic quadruped frown however and he slightly shook his head at that. "I believe I'll have to pass that up then as well, my journey all the way here left me with little money to spend.", he rumbled lowly, which was still enough to be heard well.

    Akkorrin yawned again, the sound echoing overhead in the warehouse.  He rose from his chair, scrapping the wooden stump against the ground a bit as he rubbed at his eyes and proceeded to walk out of the hall.  He stopped just as he was about to leave then turned around suddenly.  Walking towards the table the adventurers had gathered themselves around.
  He greets each of the adventurers by very carefully pronouncing the full names of each of them.  “Considering you five are all rearing to go I’d like you then to get ready for a trip, the Guild Master sent word this morning that she meeting with a lieutenant colonel of the Gravewatch.  Apparently they have something they’d like us to look into.” the taskmaster said as leaned upon the table with his elbows, casting a look at each of the adventurers.
  “The finer details of that contract will be on my desk before noon I believe.  Though it is our only contract so far there is something else I’d like someone around here to take the initiative to look into.  Depending on what it is you find out about that little matter it may be worth some gold.” as Akkorrin finished speaking he worked his way up unsteadily.
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A sort of 'harrumph' followed suit with Jubei's regretful statement, followed by a waggle of the ol' forky tongue as it seems that Enkii knew EXACTLY what he was feeling. Regretfully, he owned few possessions to begin with out of choice in the matter, and afforded little more than his battered armor and old trident, of which now rested readily at his side as support for him to lean on should fatigue settle. But while not wanting of vigor, the gruff Musadi offered a mere nod to Akkorrin and seemed to show some barely visible delight in the prospect of getting his new job underway.

"Roger."

Lambent rose and bowed at Akkorrin's approach and listened without comment to his words before nodding in approval.

"Very well. It shall be so. When my new...companions," he savours the word for a moment, the points of light going a slightly lighter colour for a moment.
"...are ready to go, then we should go speak to this lieutenant colonel. Of course, in the process of our guild business, we can always stop by and see the sights if it is not pressing. After all, a hurried road leaves lessons behind, a wandering path leads to enlightenment."

'Well that answers my question Adaca, thank you.' [*Taking another sip of his tea, looking back to Akkorrin].
'Good morning Akkorrin'[*Drex bows his head slightly]. 'Does this mean you are... I mean [*Drexs looking at the group at the table]... are you... declaring us as a official Adventurers Guild Group?' Drex smiles at the group around the table, thinking to himself, by the Pantheon this can not be a coincide...

[*Looking back at Akkorrin]'This Gravewatch business sounds very interesting, but waiting is not my best quality. [*Drex pauses for an shot while] But what did you say about another possible a task we [*Drexs takes a quick glans at the group around the table] could do while we wait for the "details" from the Gravewatch?'

Jubei sat there in silence while the others talked, the after a short bit and once the others finished he nodded. "I agree with the tinman. Errr, I mean Lambent. We should look into this... little matter. It would be valuable experience to see how we work together... as an adventurer group.", he said with quite some amusement in his voice as he looked at each of the group before he turned to Akkorrin again. "So, yes, tell us. What is this matter that you want us to investigate?"

Phelan didn't respond, but nodded his agreement to Akkorrin's request. The others had more or less stated his feelings on the matter. He had closed the book, a claw marking the page he was on as he paid attention to the Taskmaster. Some actual experience with a group seemed exciting, even for him.

It'd be nice to work as a team. He hadn't really seen many specialists beyond the tinkerers and artificers he worked with. It'd be of great interest to learn of combat skills and magical practices.

A smaller part of him was also happy to get to know his new companions. He had felt somewhat homesick, and considering his species had only been awake for a few months after some millenia, the new world was still hard to adjust to.

Lambent looked at Jubei with what could only be described as a smile in his eyes, "Tin? If I had thought I would be mistaken for such I would not have bothered to polish my shell as I did."

With an exaggerated gesture, he took a piece of his 'robe' in hand and polished an unseen spot on his shell with some vigour. He stopped for a moment to see if he could spot his reflection then 'chuckled' - the noise a rather strange yet comforting one in the minds of those close enought to hear.

    “It is hardly necessary for you to meet with lieutenant colonel Erusardo.  The very purpose of this morning’s meeting between him and the Guild Master is to learn the details of the mission the Gravewatch wants our guild to undertake for them.” Akkorrin reassured Lambent.
  “I had intended to assign the five of you to our first formal adventuring group this morning.  I may add another once I have come to a conclusion as to whomever I believe would meet the necessary qualifications your group might lack at this moment.” the taskmaster lifted his right hand and waved it about in a collecting gesture.
  “You all are more then welcome to come by my office this afternoon and I should be able to fill you in on the details of your first official quest.  Though if you are looking for something to do this morning, and by your curiousity-“ Akkorrin looked at Drex as he said “-it would seem you are.”
  The taskmaster shifted his stance a little before he spoke again “The whispermaster told me of a rumour yesterday that the gifted are experiencing shared and unusual dreams.  I would like you to look into it for me.  Bring me any useful information you can find and I’ll give each of your 10 gold pieces.” the taskmaster spent a moment examining each of the adventurers at the table as they pondered over his offer.

Gifted:  A common term for psionic individuals who display a limited set of psychic abilities and often lack either the inborn ability or training to develop other psychic abilities.  These abilities are often known as ‘wild talents.’

Optional Adventure -- Investigate the rumour about the strange dreams that are being experienced by the gifted.
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Taking another sip of his tea. Glancing to each member at the table, then back to Akkorrin. "Well I defensively don't want to sit in the Guild meadhall all day. I have been doing it for the past few days already and it seams that [*looking at his companions around the table] a couple of us were planing to do some sight seeing anyway. Maybe not the official tours, we are all low on coin. And this does sound very intriguing."

Now looking at the group."I think this is an excellent opportunity to make some gold and even if we don't find anything, we will be able see Galdion and see how we work together as a group."

Drex asks the members around the table:"What do you say?"

Drex takes another bite of food, while listening to what the rest has to say...

The head of the kaetyma bobbed up and down in what was probably to be a nod. "It's clear that we don't want to sit around here all day either way. So let us do this little task.", he said with a good bit of finality in his voice, showing that at least for him the matter was settled as he then looked over to the doola again. "So, where exactly do we find those gifted? We're not exactly familiar with the city after all and I doubt that they will be wearing bright colorful garments to set themselve apart from the rest of the population.", he asked with a light chuckle.

Given time to mull over it with his drink, Enkii seemed hesitant to follow through if only out of his own, long pent up laziness starting to catch up with him in recent years. Indeed...it would have been nice enough to sample a hearty breakfast here in the comforts of the inn, quietly awaiting for the appointed time whereupon the guild halls would enable them passage...but the Musadi also couldn't forsake the appeal of adventure AND coin to keep finances steady either. Not to mention it seemed like generally the neighborly thing to be doing.

"Well then, might as well get right to it, eh...?"

Said with a jolly enough chuckle, if not still keeping to his typically quiet tone of voice, Enkii hoisted himself into what could constitute as a 'standing' position and kept his spear by side like a staff.

Phelan frowned. Shared dreams were rather unusual, even from the Gifted. That could be interesting to figure out. 10 gold pieces would be a nice bit of cash for a simple task and he could keep it in reserve for acquiring further supplies.

"If we're going to go now, I'll need a few moments to fetch my gear. I didn't bring it down earlier." He looked mildly sheepish. When residing in a town, he tended not to think to bring his various pieces of equipment everywhere, particularly his crossbow. It was a habit he really needed to get into. He was already sliding off his seat as he finished speaking.

Lambent stood, "Then let us see what we can uncover. I have some knowledge of the Gifted, though it is sparse and based primarily on my own experience,"

He stood ready and waiting, apparently all he needed was already on his person.

    “You will find them everywhere, most are not even fully aware of their talents.  Others hide themselves or bury their talents.  While only a sliver actively and publicly employ them.  I know of only two in this city.  The oldest is a human woman from the Empire by the name of Mitrya of the Asur family.  She owns a large house within the kraftworks from which she rents out the rooms to rather…” Akkorrin seems to be trying out various different words in his head first before settling on “-peculiar individuals.”
  “Missus Asur has something of a reputation for her precognitive abilities.  She is very accurate and although she is a retired augur she is still performs such service when it suits her.”
  “The other gifted of whom I am aware is the headmistress at the Arcane University upon the upmost ring of the stones, the earthbergs above the citadel.  She’s a very powerful telepath so guard your thoughts around her.” Akkorrin warns.
  “There are most certainly others.  Though you will have to find them yourselves, I would like you to return to me with four or five different accounts of these dreams.  Otherwise there may be too little information for me to investigate the matter further.  Now, anything else you’d like to know before I leave?” the taskmaster asks the adventurers.
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"Regarding the task, I think its enough..."[*Drex closes his eyes as he thinks quickly] "But is there anything we need to be a where of as new comers to the city?" [*His eye open again.]

Listing to what Akkorrin has to say to his latest question (if there is anything).
[Drex pauses so that any other questions that need to be asked, can be asked, looking at each of his companions asking the questions]

After Akkorrin has awnsered the questions, Drex nods and drinks down the last bit of his tea. "Thank you Akkorrin, we will see what we can find out about these dreams the "Gifted" are having." Bidding Akkorrin a good day Drex looks at the group. "Will we meet up in five, outside the main entrance, seeing that some of us needs to get some stuff before we leave?" Drex does this in a causal tone as if he also needs to do something before they leave the guild.
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Jubei rumbled lowly as he stirred slightly. His hefty lower body moving a little awkwardly over the ground while his tail knocked a couple of empty chairs into each other. Something that he didn't even seem to fully notice happening.
"Peculiar individuals. That sounds promising.", the large kaetyma said with a low chuckle before he shook his head. "Well, I suppose I should get my things too then.", he continued, although these 'things' couldn't have been much given that he was already in full armor and equipped.

    “Well if you have not heard this before then I feel I should repeat it and if you have then perhaps you may hear something you have not heard before.  Try not to wander into the undercity.  That is a part of the same structure the tower and the citadel appear to be the topmost parts of.  Sages say that there is a massive structure beneath our feet and the waters of the bay.  It is almost entirely unexplored and most that wander into the undercity do not return.  You may find some unfortunates taking shelter in the entrances to the undercity but nobody lives down there for very long.” Akkorrin makes his goodbyes and was just about to leave the hall when he stops and turns around again.
  “There is also one more thing, now that I think about it.  The Lights.  Do not worry about them; though the chance that you’ll see them is unlikely.  But just in case one of you happens to be one of the rare individuals who can see them do not be alarmed and try not to interact with them or follow them.  They are known to lead towards…interesting times.” the taskmaster finishes on a rather ominous note as he nods at you all and heads on out of the main entrance to the meadhall.
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Drex stands up nodding to each and leaves the meadhall.

"I will meet you all outside the entrance shortly." Phelan informed the group before trotting off to his room. He quickly gathered up his kit, other accessories and crossbow, strapping a bandolier over his chest before heading down to the guild entrance.

Jubei too left the hall with a nod to whatever he thought he might need. Which more or less were all of his belongings. Not that the backpack made any noticeable difference in weight, given his quadrupedal build. It certainly wouldn't hurt to be prepared for whatever might happen. A couple of minutes later he then stood at the entrance of the Guild Hall, waiting for the others to gather as well.

    Several minutes pass as the newly formed Adventuring Group 1 gathers at the fore of the guildhall.  Outside the morning sun was a brilliant amber coloured glow upon the sea and sky.  It’s lazy light granting the crystal sea the appearance of liquid gold.  And the sky overhead, thick with cloud had their bellies cast in almost blinding gold towards the sea, to the east the light turned from gold to orange mixing into red, purple and into the dark bluish grey of the distant sunless clouds.
  Galdion’s citadel and tower appeared in the morning light to be made of gold.  While the rest of the city was not nearly so dramatically emblazoned by the sunlight it was still very warm looking.  The air on the other hand was not nearly as warm or inviting as the light of the sun.  The stones of the street were just glistening with faint drops of dew.  A thin fog still covered the ground and clung to the shadows of buildings.  The chill elicited shudders and shivers from all pedestrians who passed the guild clearly having misjudged the weather or having not much more than the clothing on their bodies already to give them warmth.
  Keeping guard over the doorway to the guild hall was Eluannar, a musadi who like most of his race loomed over everyone else about him.  Though he was not nearly as under dressed as most of the other musadi in the guild.  He wore an almost full body suit of coral half-plate armour.  This made him look almost like a statue.  An impressive deep-forged trident, its faux-golden metal glinting even in the morning’s half-light stood by his side.  As you passed by it on your way out of the guild you could just hear the very faint hum the material made.
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"Good morning" Drex says to Eluannar as he passes the musadi guard taking up a position in the morning sun close to Iron Jubei and Phelan, waiting for the rest of the group to arrive. He is now properly equipped with everything he might need for the upcoming task and more...

If you stand close to him, you get a strong sent of incenses.
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Lambent stood outside in the light and looked up at the sky. He was always fascinated by the material realms. The way the sky remained static and the fact that the land stayed the same for millennia on end. He gazed upon the city without much interest, he remembered seeing greater though the memories were vague at best.

"Shall we split up and cover more ground? Perhaps half of us can visit the one lead and the other half visit the other lead?" he asked looking at his companions. "I believe that someone who is sensitive to the flow of energy, either psychich or arcane, go with each group - just in case."