A new note in the trading post.

[Bastion_of_Hope]

Attention adventurers!

Has injury and death become a constant companion in your travels?

Do your seething wounds require the touch of a clergyman?

Fear no longer, for Helm has delivered the answer to your troubles.


The devout vein of Helm, Valacar, is to offer his services to those who request them.

Services are to be offered free of charge, however; all donated proceeds will go to temple coffers.

For further inquiry, please deliver a note to one of the vendors, who will inform me.

(( Play times: Monday, Wednesday, Friday - late evenings (5-11 PM central, somewhere around there.)

Tuesday, Thursday - Mornings (6-9 AM CST), Afternoon to late evenings (1-11 CST, somewhere within that chunk of time.)

Currently level 6.. hope to see some of you guys soon with that new group XP fix!! ))

[Chiangtao]

Doc Snyder takes his usual morning stroll before going to the office. He pads around the edges of the trade post, quietly swigging from a flask when no one is around. He enjoys the quiet background chatter of bargaining and bird calls.

As he makes his way back to his tent, he spots the post on the bulletin boards. "Reckon I ain't the only show in town," he remarks. "But I'm bettin' his script is ladden with zealous undertones."

He lights a cigar and enjoys a few puffs to go with his morning "coffee." In an act of obnoxious dichotomy, he finishes his cigar by putting it out on the sign. Next to the burn mark, he writes:

Stop by my tent.
-Doc

[Tamha]

Bryna, searching for the services of a tailor, sees the sign. She chuckles to herself before continuing on her way.