War of Emperium

The Fatal Offer

Morroc, the Frontier, city of sand dunes. Home to Midgards Thieves Guild and Assassin Guild. It was the only friendly city in the heart of the great Sograt Desert, a comfort to those who have strayed and shelter for the wanderers. Morroc was second to Geffen in terms of strictness in admitting Novices from Prontera. But, unlike the Mages and Wizards, Morrocans train their students to attack in blinding speed. Anyone with weak knees could go home.

Years ago Morroc was host to a flourishing slave trade under the great Caliph Osiris, but Prontera and the other city-states agreed to stomp out this inhuman trade and put a stop to abuse and cruelty. The kings of Prontera might have succeeded, but the Slave Trade still flourishes on in the background, concealed from prying eyes.

This city, ruled by the caliphate, was famous for the Sphinx and Morroc Pyramid, the graveyards of the Osiris dynasty. Undead thrived in the aforementioned places, thus making Morroc the number one in an Acolyte and Priests list of good level-up places.

Morroc was teeming with people from all sides. Wizards, Mages, Swordsmen, Knights, Archers, Hunters, Acolytes, Priests, Merchants, Blacksmiths and Novices could be seen walking around in the great bazaars and city squares.

But apart from being a tourist spot, Morroc could be the most dangerous place in Midgard

The Harassed Hornet was just one of Morrocs many pubs. It was situated between the armory dealer and the Oridecon, a well-known katar forge. The restaurant had three floors, the first two reserved for dining and drinking, while the third was home to the owners. It had a certain Swiss-like ambience with its dim lamps, antique wooden furniture and finely crafted woodwork.

Harassed Hornet was also famous for its Hode Steak, a rare delicacy valued not only by the natives but the Geffenese as well. They also served cool ale, mulled mead and delicious beer, and apart from that you had a wider selection of drinks from Holy Water to Picky Milk.

Muhammad and other Thief friends were regular patrons of the Harassed Hornet. Their favorite orders were Hode Steak, Peco-peco stew, Anacondaq soup and the highly intoxicating Zombie beer (this is NOT made from Zombie extracts, okay.).

Muhammad and his friends were the center of attention for the girls until a certain Wizard hiding his face underneath the shade of a sakkat entered the pub. Every single head turned to the direction of the stranger, who strode silently toward the counter and took a seat there. The Wizard did not appear to have noticed the stony silence that greeted him.

"I would like to have lemonade, please." The Wizard told the bartender.  "Make that ice-studded."

The bartender nodded and moved to get the Wizards drink. One of the girls, a really pretty Thief, seemed to be attracted to the Wizards mysterious aura. She slapped off Muhammads hand and went off to the stranger.

"Howdy, handsome." The girl greeted as she sat beside the Wizard.

"I'm Lorelei. You wanna chat? I have lots of time."

The Wizard flashed her a seductive smile.

"It seems to me, my beautiful darling, that you still have company. It would be impolite of me to entertain you when you are still amusing them."

Lorelei licked her lips.  "Ah, them? They're not my companions. And most certainly Muhammad is not my boyfriend."

The Wizard smiled yet again and took a sip from his lemonade. Muhammad was badly offended by Lorelei's brash remark. He felt his temper rise when he saw the Wizard hook his right arm around Loreleis waist. He was also annoyed at her coy laughs and teases. He was, after all, her boyfriend.

Muhammad stood up and walked over to them, staggering. He was drunk.

"You windbag from Geffen!" Muhammad screamed, bringing out his Damascus.  "Leggo' of my girl and face me like a man, why don't you?!?"