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Post by no1fear on Jun 10, 2012 4:34:06 GMT -5
A notice on one of the boards read
"Job needed.
Skills: smithing, basic sword.
Personal Description: strong, relatively tough, keen eyed, good listener, good at following instructions.
Interests: smithing, mining, park-our, and the occasional fight.
Price: depends on job
Reason for wanting job: to buy a piece of land and settle down, to fund the building of a private dock, or if there is any spare to start another small village just outside of Sablewood.
Please contact Zinone
thank you for your time"
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Post by granseal13 on Jun 10, 2012 10:32:40 GMT -5
Resarki came by and saw the sign. 'Possibly, Resarki could work for this Zinone. It could get some more crown in his pocket.' He immediately began writing a note:
'Dear Mistur Zinone Pleas ecskuse my speling, i was iletarate (illeterate). I am senting this pigon to u to say i wuld liek to work for u ass a blaksmit and minr. I am also good wid a sord. Pleas send this pigon bak if u ar interestid in my servisses.'
He tied this to a messenger pigeon. 'Fly, my dearest. Send this message to Zinone.' He said, as the pigeon took off.
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Post by no1fear on Jun 10, 2012 19:37:23 GMT -5
Zinone is walking alone the streets of Whitehold and he hears the cooing of a pigeon. he looks up and sure enough there is a pigeon flying down towards him. the pigeon comes down and alights on his arm.
"what have you here" he asked, seeing the note. he unraveled the note and a smile spread across his face. "he seems to have misinterpreted the notice"
he starts writing on a scrap of parchment. "dear Mr. Resaki. you seem to have misunderstood the notice. what i meant is that 'I' would like to get a job. i would be happy to work with you though, im sure that we could arrange something." he then tied the message to the pigeons leg and told it to return to its master.
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Post by granseal13 on Jun 11, 2012 0:25:28 GMT -5
Resarki felt the pigeon flap it's wings as it came down. He looked at the note. He wrote back: 'I am sory for the missundarstanding, Mistur Zinone. I canot read nor right English verry wel, and I am sory to say I canot hire u. I ern verry litle ass it iss at the momnt. Prhaps, u culd contact me som otter tiem to diskus this.'
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