A runner dressed in odd fancy clothes
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_My Lord and Master, the Great Wizard of Acmedbullistan is offering a prize of gold for the craftiest, strongest, wisest of you all.
To prove the worthiness, he holds a contest. A contest of skill! of bravery! of sheer and utter madness!To the winner will go a purse of 5000 gold!_
The fancy dressed crier stops, takes a deep breath, looking a little dizzy
My Lord and Master, the Great Wizard of Acmedbullistan will be at the Crossroads in 1 month to tell you of his grand contest rules and take all contestants. Bring your weapons, your skills, your complete lack of character! To the winner goeth the spoils!
( That will be Friday, May 9th, at 7pm eastern time)
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after seeing the flyer Benji runs off to buy a couple packages of bolts
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Rescheduled for 8pm on the same day. One hour later
