\"Lalala, such a nice day today. Of course, it\'s always nice... So nice it\'s boring. Might as well head to the tavern,\" said a young Lemur, walking towards the tavern of Kada\'El. This Lemur was named Rantan. He was relativily short for a Lemur, and had brown traveling robes. He also used a staff to aid himself in walking, due to long travels and physical weakness. As soon as he opened the door to the famous tavern, though, the sky turned dark. \"Eh? Darkness? Must be a storm, but it\'s cloudless,\" muttered Rantan, \"Oh well, might as well get myself a drink.\" Rantan entered the tavern and sat in a seat around the middle of the bar. He was beginning to ask for a good ale and a meal, but the door was suddenly swun wide open, and a Council messenger, it looked like from the white robes, magical field, and special staff, plus a yellow C on the middle of the robes, entered. The Council messenger was a Diaboli, the most noticable marking being the tail. The Diaboli strode across the room to the Kada\'El\'s tavern kitchen thing. Rantan looked on in interest, as he had never seen a person working for the Council all his lifetime. The kitchen door opened before the Diaboli got there, and Kada\'El, the famous tavern keeper, strode briskly from the kitchen to meet the messenger. They held a brief conversation, which ended with the Diaboli handing something over and walking towards the door. Kada\'El seemed to cast a spell, and a dozen copies of the thing were made. She saw Rantan, and attempting to smile at him, threw one of the messages at him, probably to see if he was a good catch. Rantan, who was staring, managed to come to his senses and caught the message. Kada\'El went back into went back to the kitchen. Rantan decided to read the scroll after Kada\'El went back into the tavern kitchen thing. The scroll read:
ATTENTION
The Crystal has been damaged. Blah blah blah...(to save time, that\'s just the unimportant stuff). The Council is now looking for people to defeat the freaks who pose a threat toward Ylakium and restore the Crystal. Recruits shall go to the Council HQ on the 7th floor. Recruits will be handsomely rewarded if they succeed.
Rantan stared, while pictures of heroic heroes formed in his mind. He decided to sign up immediately. Forgetting about his meal, he exited the tavern, which creatures were now entering, and headed for the 7th floor, barely noticing the cold and darkness for some reason. He also didn\'t notice the whisperings and scared looks that were on everybody\'s faces.
OOC Note: The tavern was originally full, but I\'m not that good at story telling, but doing my best to tell the story. Anyways, everybody else was drunk and didn\'t pay any attention to the Council messenger and Kada\'El, just to try to make up for not mentioning the drunk people. I will probably edit this whole post later, though...