Date/Time: June 25th 2016 Saturday 20:00 KST (07:00 ET)
Meeting Place: Britain EM Hall

Story

A new journalist of Trinsic Tribune entered the building. Since he was kid, he decided to become a journalist. And he dreamed interview King Blackthorn someday. But what he did so far was collecting news about fight within tavern, robbed shop, and interviewing immigrant from other cities.

He complained everyday. One day, editor called him and yelled at him. And remind him that he is nothing but a smoob, and men cannot always do whatever they want. It is so called life. He got mad and yelled back to editor, and said he will get a scoop. As soon as he left the building, he sold everything he got.

In his mind, he felt that this could be gone wrong, but dice already thrown. He joined the caravan to Britain. Now his only way to survive is get a scoop.

As soon as he arrived Britain, he walked into tavern near the bank. He drank an ale, and stand up on table, and then yelled.

“Is there anyone who brave enough to travel to Felucca? I am looking for mercenaries! Looking for brave enough to travel from Felucca and even Ilshenar!”

There was silence for a moment, and then laughter bursted out. An old mercenary laughed at him and said.

“Hey, lad. Felucca is now in chaos. King’s army and the witch’s army is fighting all over the realm, every cities. There is handful of people who willing to travel there even if they have thousand golds. And yet, you are saying to Ilshenar? You are out of damn mind?”

His face became red and he yelled back to old mercenary.

“Then you are nothing but a mercenary who doesn’t have balls than humble journalist!”

That’s how he crawled through tavern doors with nose bleed.

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