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I think 1st question was about if he should be Thunder mage (lower dmg/hit but crit chance) or Fire mage (pure damage)

Tantallos' Group Equipment Procurement Sheet:

Character's Name: Obvious.
Weapon: Any weapon you can wield from rank E to C, excluding Unique named weapons.
Item: Any restorative item except Elixirs.
Furthermore everyone in the group gets 1k gold for future shopping.
_{courtesy of Forsaken shopping network. "even our dead are fresh and GM-free~!"}

Ami, Christopher, Olison, Riven, Salvatore, Seyena, Tantallos, Valor

The guard took them outside, into the coldness and overall darkness of the evening. Few fires in the corners of the keep, where soldiers were cramped for warmth and company, provided little warmth. Winter was coming, but up north here, it was going to be something definitely more miserable than grey skies and occassional thin snow layer of Menelea.

Few more guards walked after the group, seemingly to keep eye on them. The five travelers were taken to a keep, which was cramped and for some, it could be borderline claustrophobic. Labyrinthine design with tiny corridors and staircases everywhere.

They were taken into highest square tower, onto it's top floor. The guard who was leading them knocked on the door.

"Enter."

The soldier looked at the mercenaries, then opened the door for them, and went downstairs. Mannan was sitting at the fireplace in his study, tending to tiny flames that tried to burn several large chunks of wood. After noticing Gregor and rest of company, he stood up.

"Oh, it's you. Right. Close the door after you get in. We have lot to talk before we leave tomorrow."

BMM42, you forgot to put our affinities in yer sheets

The door was opened and a soldier peeked into the storeroom.

"Lord Mannan says you can leave the room. He is waiting in his study. Apparently it is important."

"I think he needs a drink. Or a kiss. Maybe both." Anja pondered, rubbing her chin, before she started to eat her share of food. Except the mashed orange veggies.

"I think I will stay with Gregor and Charlotte and Alexander, then." Anja spoke quietly. Then, a pair of servants brought five plates of food - some red mash, some cooked meat, all this lingering in hefty amount of dark sauce. They put them at the table, and then walked away when Mannan nodded at them.

"I would execute you if you didn't cooperate, but why so cruel? Eat something, we will talk later." Mannan left along with his servants, whilst Anja grabbed a spoon and poked the mashed red pile on one of the plates.

"Eugh, bagroots. Those are worse than potatoes, they taste like flour." Anja commented, whilst Dag was eating his rather eagerly.

As for my affinity: Wind