[Saving....]

The messager and his new entourage make their return to geralts camp they are surprised to see two unfamiliar faces.

Standing near geralt a towering woman looked down on the tall man with a aura of smug satisfaction as Geralt had to crain his neck to look up. A Black wide brimmed witches hat shadowed her eyes and upper face leaving only her black painted lips exposed.

She wore a tight fitting black suit that showed off her rather ample curves, a long tail coat flowing behind her.

"Darling, my rate is much higher then your allowance can afford,  I'll take 700 as a down payment and I'll expect a lot more before this adventure is done,"

The woman said as she pushed Geralt back a step harshly.

[NAME: Black Dolia lumina

GENDER: Female

CLASS: Mage

Lv. 8

ADDITIONAL NOTES: yall wish she was the main character.  Dolia despite being 35 Dolia is one of the best combatants known to the city of Umbra, the only thing more famous then her beauty is her cruelty. And yes, there real.]

Dolia grind with an evil glint as she summoned a staff in the shape of a victorian street lamp crowing the top, a black fire burning within.

"Come on little warrior, you know I'm worth it,"~

Geralt seemed to crumble under the sheer force of Dolia's will, his hands seemed to move on there own as he handed her a bag of coins.

"Much appreciated little warrior,  I hope our work can be pleasurable,"

She said as she simply moved Geralt out of the way with a wave of her hand. She walked past to sit seductively near the fire next to a very nervous Reid.

"Take notes little brawler, charisma can do wonders for your wallet,"  She purred as she put a finger under the younger woman's chin, chucking it lightly. To Dolias satisfaction this sent a red tint across Reids face.

Acrost the fire with a look of disgust crawling across his face sat the other stranger, a thin young man with pure white hair and and glitering golden eyes.

His clothes showed obvious wealth as he wore a white cloak with golden patterns etched into the fabric. It was the traditional garb of a healer in training from the capital city of Ironwood.

[NAME: Ikerin Solas
GENDER:male
CLASS: Cleric
Lv. 4
ADDITIONAL NOTES: dose a main character actually exists? Because he sure ad hell ain't it. Ikerin has always longed for a life of adventure, However circumstances weren't kind to that dream when he was born a cleric. This however didn't stop him from trying as he centered his studies on combat healing and support. When the word of an adventure spread through town he snatched at it with all his might.]

Ikerin had always been made uncomfortable by displays of affection but the way Dolia did it was damn near disturbing,  growing up a religious kid will do that too you.

The boy was obviously the odd man our as the only support class surrounded by combat types, he almost looked like a white and gold sheep in a den of wolves.

[ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED: so you're telling me there's a chance....?

Geralt glanced up to his messager and nodded before tossing him a bag of more then just gold.

" Well done, you've certainly help form a formidable company,  go and enjoy yourself, "

The messager weighed the bag in his hand and grind,  imagining the food that could be bought on this budget.

"I will indeed sir, I wish you luck with your mission sir, goodness knows you'll needit,"

Geralt nodded gravelly, he might be delusional but he wasn't stupid.

"Your vote of confidence is encouraging, I'll take it from here,"

Geralt looked over his new company as the messager road away into the dark night beyond the radius of the camp fires light, vanishing into the shadow beyond.

Clearing his throat Geralt prepared to set this mission off right.

"Listen up, the demons have terrorized to people of this world for far to long. To long have we cowered in fear while those infernal beasts plot our downfall from within their strongholds,  but we won't stand for it any longer! I know you may not carry the same conviction that I do but it matters not, weather you journey for riches,for honor or even simply for battle you will be remembered for all of history as the heros that slayed the demon monarch and pushed the hellspawns back! History will remember us as the greatest heros of all time!"

To Geralts relief he saw his company raise their tankers in a triumphant cheer. 

[NEW QUEST ADDED: regicide- kill the demon queen]

[ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED: come back with your shield, or on it]