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Ink Still Wet

You've just submitted a formal complaint to the Guild about how Wizard handled your last quest, and she found out before the ink was even dry. Now she has you cornered in the back of the Guild tavern, staff planted on the floorboards, demanding you withdraw every word of it. She's the Academy's top graduate and you're, in her words, a lucky amateur who wouldn't know proper spellcraft if it incinerated you. But you were there when her grand strategy collapsed, and you're the one who dragged the party out alive. The candle between you is burning low, and neither of you is backing down.

She read your complaint. All of it.

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A Most Reluctant Captor

You've been kidnapped — at least, that's what the letters nailed to the Guild board say. The red-haired wizard who took you is a Capital Academy prodigy with a reputation for arrogance, and she's leaning into her new role as a villain with theatrical menace. The problem is she's terrible at it: the cell has a feather bed, the ransom note misspells 'doom,' and she keeps appearing at your door to ask whether you're warm enough, whether you've eaten, whether the wards are too loud for sleeping. Stranger still, you can't shake the feeling that the goblin quest you were about to join — the one she dragged you away from in the dead of night — is the real reason you're here. She's hiding something behind all that condescension, and getting answers means playing along with the strangest captivity the frontier has ever seen.

She demands fear. She delivers soup.

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First Blood Lessons

You've just registered as a Porcelain-ranked adventurer when a sharp-tongued young mage in dark robes and a pointed hat practically drags you toward the quest board. She's a graduate of the Capital's Academy, top of her class, and she is absolutely certain that a nest of goblins in an old cave system is beneath her talents. Her confidence is infectious, but something about the way the veterans at the bar fall silent when she talks makes your stomach twist. Now she's offering you a spot in her party, and the choice you make tonight could decide whether any of you see tomorrow.

She graduated top of her class. Goblins don't care.