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This is the end of The Saga of Glade River Valley.
We will now be continuing with The Rogue Mage.
The Rogue Mage - OOC
In the land of Glade River Valley, there is a powerful mage that holds great power. He is a grandmaster of all schools of magic and is now experimenting on creating new spells. He is also an incredibly powerful cleric as well, but not nearly as strong as his mage class. RSF was not always the powerful mage that he is now. He holds several items that when worn together will give the wielder fantastic magical power. RSF had already been a very powerful mage, but with these items he could hold the world at his fingertips. But RSF is suspect of being insane. It is unclear as to what he has done. He appears to be running a business or guild that has no regard for the law whatsoever. Vadskye allied with a man named Maximus to hunt down the mage that had killed their siblings. The duo joined up with Mordikai, Sephiroth, and Isildur. They went on a journey to find jobs, so they could acquire experience and premium equipment. On a quest to exterminate a nest of giant spiders, the party acquired crystal that could hold enchantments. At this point they found another man named Pellagasth wrapped in spider webs. The party trusted Maximus greatly. Little did they know, he was RSF who was disguised as an average Ranger/Cleric. He was long after the item that Vadskye had hidden away at his estate. It was the final item that he needed to reconstruct the ancient artifact that could give RSF great magical power. The party that had allied with RSF was killed immediately after RSF acquired Vadskye’s item. A few months later, RSF decided to resurrect them and hold them hostage in his dungeon. The party is currently undergoing trials. For some reason, RSF has decided to try to make use of these men. He is treating them like animals to be trained for his own use.
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posted April 15, 2004 04:17 PM |
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Asmodean:
As you hop over the walls, you find yourself in a fantastic garden. The sun has just risen, so most of the garden is still in darkness, hidden in shade from the tall trees to at the eastern side of the gardens. You see stone walkways, bushes, flowers, herb, cacti, and any other type of plant you could imagine. The garden had to be hundreds of years old. You approach the mansion and realize that it was actually brown and the angle of the sun made the house look black. You walk up a dozen rather small steps up to a large door with the two handles, one at a normal height, and another about knee-high. You knock on the door and a butler comes to the door.
Butler: "Hello, good Sir. What is your business here? I presume you have come to meet with Modo."
Sephiroth:
RSF: "Well you don't have to be rude about wanting your axe instead of your friends sword. So you will get what you wish. You would have easily won with the your friends sword, but whatever you wish."
RSF takes casts a magic missile aimed for your hands. He teleports the sword to an unknown location and then warps in your axe. Like he did for your friend, he tosses it into the center of the room.
Pellagasth:
RSF: "You are within the gardens of my estate. The rest of the party tried to kill me when I took Vadskye's artifact. They are in my dungeon. You are to stay here. You have two choices, either you will work for me or you will join them in the dungeons. Either way, you will undergo some trials to judge your talent and to polish your skills a bit so you don't get killed. What do you wish to do? Will you work for me? Or will you refuse and be locked up in my dungeons?"
Vadskye:
RSF: "So I see you have unlocked the door and Mordikai seems to be asleep."
RSF can’t hold in his laughter.
RSF: "So the lock was a bit nosy wasn’t it? I set a spell on it that would make a loud noise. Good job convincing Mordikai to go back to sleep. A wise man always covers his ass."
RSF sends you back to your cell with a teleportation spell.
Vadskye gains 1 point of wisdom. Wisdom now at 2.
Mordikai:
You awake to an empty room. You hear a lion growl. Your friend, Sephiroth, must still be dealing with the lion and the rope.
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posted April 15, 2004 11:42 PM |
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Modo? Who under the gaze of She is Modo? Modo, what a silly name, I hear a giggle escape me before I can silence it. The butler just raises a quizzical eyebrow, but says nothing more
No good sir. I am a traveller in search of stories. I am also a cleric, but I search for stories of fantastic beasts and magical exploits. It is my dream to one day write all the stories I collect on my journeys. I would be happy to greet this Modo. Perhaps he may give me a new tale to write.
Now why did I say THAT! I suppress a sigh. All too often these days I do and say things that not even I suspect. Ever since the monastery.....but I avoid that thought. No good reliving it again.
Something I said must have deemed me fit, as the butler motions me inside
'I will inform Master Modo of your arrival sir, if you would like to wait in this chamber'.
Perhaps this Modo may have information about the Rogue Mage I seek.
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posted April 16, 2004 07:33 PM |
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I have updated everyone. I have also repeated everyone's update for those who have not yet responded.
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posted April 16, 2004 10:36 PM |
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After a long and tiresome journey, Woockardo Shippling stands in front of a house. 'Finally!', he mutters, and knocks twice, quite loudly. After a short silence, he continues hammering at the door, to no avail. Woockardo strides to one of the windows and takes a look, but sees no signs of (even vaguely) humanoid life. Seeing someone pass by, he asks the person 'excuse me, would you happen to know anything about the whereabouts of', he reads a piece of paper found in his pocket, 'Erion Vadskye?'
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posted April 17, 2004 12:49 AM |
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Vadskye is happy despite himself. Praise is something, even if from a slightly demented evil overlord. Vadskye decided to get some rest. There was nothing to do until the next trial. He decided, just before slipping off into dreamland, that he would be a little nicer to RSF next time they met.
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posted April 17, 2004 07:08 AM |
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So RSF, you are the mage we have been searching for...
What do you plan to do with me?
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posted April 20, 2004 07:51 PM |
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Here is the first update. There will be more to come.
Woockardo:
The person stops tentatively and gives you an anxious look.
Man: “Vadskye, you say?”
Woockardo: “Yes, Erion Vadskye.”
Man: “Who are you?”
Woockardo: “I am Woockardo. Vadskye had ordered a special item several months ago and I am finally here to deliver it. What a harsh winter that was! Couldn’t get over the mountains.”
Man: “I doubt you’ll be finding him anytime soon. I doubt you’ll be wanting to find him anytime soon either being where he is.”
Woockardo: “Where is he? Did something happen to him.”
Man: “I'm not sure. All I know is that some mage killed off half the town and trashed this man's house. He showed up a few weeks later as a dead body lying on the ground with a few others. A couple weeks ago their bodies were taken straight out of their graves. Who the hell would want a bunch of bones and rotten flesh? I say it’s that mage. Better that you find another person to sell the item to me-lad.”
Woockardo: “Where can I find this mage?”
Man: “You don’t listen do you. You don’t wanna be doing any dealing with that mage. Trust me. And I don’t know where to find that mage and I don’t care… and I doubt you’ll find anyone in this town that will wanna talk to you about it either. Now be gone.”
Strange. It seems that the people have somewhat of a grudge against the Vadskye’s. They seem to blame them for the Rogue Mage attacking their town. You stand there for a minute or two deciding where to go next. You head out for the local tavern. Along the way you hear a noise. You look behind you and see nothing. Afraid that someone is following you, you pick up your pace and arrive at the tavern.
Asmodean:
You are brought into the mansion. The foyer takes the breath away from you. Dead still, gazing around the room, you can’t begin to absorb everything, the little details. Instead you gaze upon the focal points of the room, the elegant twisting staircase, the brass and glass chandelier, the beautiful paintings.
Butler: “May I take your coat, Sir?”
You take off your coat and hand it to him still soaking in your surroundings.
Butler: “Right this way. Please follow me.”
You follow the man through a pair of French doors on the left side of the room leading to a short hallway only a few paces long. You walk through another set of doors that opens up into a massive room four stories tall. There are balconies along the north and east, from which you came, sides of the room. The western side has staircases that lead up to open rooms, into which you can see them directly. This is the biggest library you have seen in your entire life. You turn around to see the wall from which you came and see something similar to what you saw on the west side. You have to walk out into the middle of the massive room to get a better angle on the east side. Yes it is nearly identical to the west side.
Butler: “Please follow me.”
You follow him up several flights of stairs to the very top of the western walls. As you ascend you get a wonderful view of the library. The book cases, the tables, the globes. As you get high enough, you notice an intricate pattern that has been so cleverly laid out. It appears to be the family emblem. The tables and flooring have been colored and aligned with great precision. It appears to be in the shape of a shield with several different designs giving which seem to have some symbolic significance but it is unknown to you. However the picture of the sun and the cross give you the impression that this is a family of clerics.
Butler: “Please wait here. I will see if Modo is ready to speak to you.”
The butler returns and leads you into a circular room that is set back from the balcony. A single crescent-shaped window sits in the middle of the back wall. It is not large enough to keep the room well lit, but the light pouring in from the library keeps it adequate. A man dressed in a white cloak sits at a crescent-shaped desk studying a scroll. He raises his head and greets you as you enter the room.
Modo: “Greetings, Asmodean. My name is Modo. I hear you are looking for a mage. What would you like to know? Actually, just ask me as many questions as you like and lay them out for me. I will then tell you what I know. Eldridge, please go get this man something to eat and drink. Yes, Sir. He leaves and descends the stairs. Now, please tell me what you need to know.”
Isildur & Sephiroth:
RSF: “You can help your friend Sephiroth kill a lion. RSF teleports Isildur into the room right next to Sephiroth.”
You are in an enormous circular room. A vicious lion is tied to a thick chain which is anchored to a large post in the middle of the room. It is only a few feet away from you, pulling as hard as it can.
RSF: "Good luck."
RSF teleports away.
Sephiroth: "If we can get the axe in the middle of the room we are all set. I've tried several times to get it when the lion isn't looking and it attacks me. I almost got eaten a couple times."
RSF teleports back.
RSF: "Oh I forgot something."
RSF casts a spell and that ties Sephiroth and you together with a chain and shackles. One shackle at one of their wrists. It's a few feet long, so you can move somewhat freely. RSF laughs at you and teleports away again.
Vadskye:
You awaken from your slumber to the voice of the Rogue Mage himself.
RSF: "Wake up you piece of ****. Much better. Now that we know you can keep yourself out of trouble. Let's see if you can handle this."
Teleports Vadskye into the room with Isildur and Sephiroth.
RSF: "Oh I almost forgot again."
Attaches Vadskye to Sephiroth and Isildur with another set of chain and shackles leaving Isildur in the middle.
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posted April 21, 2004 08:00 PM |
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Woockardo looks around the people in the tavern and a certain bunch of four people caught his eye. They definetely drank too much, and one of them is trying to deal cards. Woockardo thinks of the possibility, grins and walks over. 'Ahoy there, mateys! Mind if I join you?', he says and takes a seat. 'Ah, playing cards, aren't we? Well, why don't we play a game of BogUs?', he takes the deck from the man's unresisting hands and glances at his new friends' confused expressions. 'You probably don't know the rules, but you'll catch up as we play, so don't worry,' Woockardo smiles, deals the cards randomly and puts two gold coins on the table. The drunkards look at eachother, shrug and put two gold coins each as well. 'Okay, I start...', Woockardo frowned at his cards, took one card from each of the other players and gave each of them a card from his hand. Then he put two threes. He shrugged the guy to his left saying 'your turn!'. The guy grinned and put a king. 'No, no, no!', Woockardo said. 'See, these', he pointed at the two threes, 'are an elephant. The only thing that can beat it is a two, which is a mouse. Do you have a two?'. 'No...', the guy said. 'Well, how about the rest of you?', the other two players shrugged. 'That means I win!', Woockardo took the eight shiny gold coins which were lying on the table and beamed at the drunks. 'Isn't that a great game? Well, I've got to go, so we'll continue some other time. Tah tah!'. Then Woockardo walked over to the bartender, slipped three coins into his hand, and whispered. 'What do you know about Erion Vadskye?'
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posted April 22, 2004 01:39 AM |
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Isildur, Sephiroth, and Vadskye:
RSF teleports into the room and finds you standing around pondering how this task is even conceivably possible.
RSF: "I will stand here. The man that comes up with the idea that kills the lion is free to go."
RSF stays in the room and waits patiently for someone to kill the lion.
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posted April 22, 2004 01:40 AM |
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My mouth goes dry.
How can he know about my search for the mage?!
He seems both harmless and frail, but I remember how our own Arch-priest looked, and he was the most powerful cleric in our temple.
With a deep breath I begin to tell the tale of how I came to be where I am today. By the end my voice is hoarse with emotion and grief.
Modo: An acolyte of She, are you. Well of course I have heard of her, but I myself follow a different calling. Well you have told me a tragic tale my son, but you still have not asked what you truly wish to know, have you?
This priest sees deep. Very deep.
Asmo: No sir, I haven't. I need to know whether the mage should be killed for his desecration of our temple, or whether it is the will of She that I join with him.....
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posted April 22, 2004 01:54 AM |
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Asmodean:
Modo: "I have had numerous people come here to ask of stories about the mage, to ask for advice and you are the first person who has considered the option of joining the mage. Yes, you are a wise one. You are not blinded by your emotions and are able to look at everything without bias. It was not chance that kept you safe when the mage attacked you. No. She knew your potential and made sure that you would be saved. But I cannot tell you what you must do. This is something that only you will know and only you can figure out. Every priest has a personal relationship will their beings of higher power and even fellow acolytes and priests cannot tell others of what She has in mind for you. I can only tell you what you already know. You must confront the mage and you must do so carefully. He has the ability to kill you in an instant."
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posted May 16, 2004 04:15 PM |
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Vadskye: "Well, if we can run around the lion in circles, then maybe it would get caught in its leash, or at least dizzy enough that we could grab the sword. Would that work?"
Isildur: "But it's on one side of the arena. How are we going to go around it? Besides, we're still chained to each other."
Vadskye: "Well, predators see motion. That's how they hunt. Saw a hawk is chasing a mouse in a field. That mouse stops moving completely, and at the same time a different mouse starts running. The hawk would go for the second mouse, but the key point is that the hawk would think the second mouse was the same mouse!"
Isildur: "So?"
Vadskye: "So once we get out of the chain, we set ourselves up in a triangle formation around the lion, out of reach of the chain. We each move in order, going faster and faster "around" the lion. It thinks that we're basically a single superfast person and so it's going to try to track our movements with its eyes. As a result, it's going to get pretty dizzy. Now we just have to get free of the chains."
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posted June 17, 2004 07:39 AM |
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Vadskye, Isildur, and Sephiroth:
RSF: "Sorry. You can't break the chain. It's so obvious and easy to kill the lion. My grandmother could do this."
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posted June 17, 2004 06:42 PM |
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Vadskye: "@#$& you you piece of &%*(! Well, okay then... wait for it to starve?"
Isildur: "But wouldn't we starve too?"
Vadskye: "Oh yeah. Geez. What the heck can we do? I'm stumped. (and that's really bad, 'cause I make a profession out of being smart)."
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posted June 18, 2004 02:30 AM |
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Modo had given me much to ponder on, and I thanked him. As I left I took a few minutes to look around the fantastical garden. There were flowers of all sizes and shapes and smells, I wondered how Modo managed to keep it all perfect looking. Like a beautiful tapestry or painting. A perfect moment.
Regrettably I had to leave the garden and face my own thoughts once more, my Goddesses touch was light on my mind which left me room to think. How on earth could I approach a mage that might kill me on sight.
Especially since I couldn't find him.
So I did what all men should do in times of need.
I prayed.
I turned to the north.
'Oh Imperial Goddess of the Heavens Hells and Earth. Please hear my prayer and grant me direction in my life...'
I turned to the west, repeating my prayer.
I turned to the south, and then the east. And as I prayed I felt it.
A throaty laugh, pounding my skull. A Divine chuckle, mocking me to my core.
My Goddess was with me.
I set off east, and after two days came to a medium sized town. I took a room in an inn to wait for Divine Inspiration...which soon came.
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posted June 18, 2004 07:47 AM |
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OOC: I remember how much great stuff was in here before the crash, Asmo.  I’ll do my best to lead you in a similar manner as last time…
Asmodean:
Before you leave the gardens, you spot a piece of paper lying on the ground. It appears to be a letter. It is from Modo. You begin reading it…
Letter: You will find this ring useful in your quest.
You begin muttering at the letter.
Asmodean: “What ring? Is he mad?”
Suddenly new words appear on the letter.
Letter: No, I’m not mad! Reach into your right pocket.
You pull out a ring out of your pocket far too small for you to use. You strain to slip it on to one of your pinkies, but it still won’t fit.
Asmodean: “How is this going to help me?”
More words appear on the paper.
Letter: “In time my friend. Ask this letter questions from time to time. I have left more advice for you, that you currently are not ready to hear.”
You fold up the paper and stuff it into your pocket next to the ring.
Two days later…
Sitting in your room, you meditate waiting for your prayers to be answered once more. After several hours, you get the sudden feeling that now isn’t the time for praying. You get up to go lounge in the tavern. You approach the barkeep, but a man cuts you off before you can talk to him. He seems friendly, but you can see past his false charms. He seemed to try to keep things quiet with the bartender slipping him a few coins and whispering to him. You think you heard the name Erin Vazkee, but you weren’t sure, you didn’t pay much attention to it. He must be trying to collect some shady information, something you paid little interest. There conversation was stopped short by a drunken man yelling at him.
Drunkard: “Hey! Yoo, goo fa, nufthfin… *grumble*… You took money!”
You pay little attention to their squabble taking advantage of the opportunity to also pump information from the barkeep.
Woockardo:
Woockardo: “What do you know about Erion Vadskye?”
Barkeep: “Well I know he and his family have been dead ever since…”
He leans forward and whispers.
Barkeep: “…ever since the day this mage killed half the town. I’m new here and everyone is really upset about it. Never talks about it. It took me a week of being friendly before they would do anymore then order. Not even a hello. Actually a couple weeks ago, several graves were dug up from the cemetery including the Vadskye brothers, since then it is rumored that the Vadskye Estate has been overrun by a new thieves guild somehow related to the mage that killed Vads–.”
A drunken man interrupted your conversation.
Drunkard: “Hey! Yoo, goo fa, nufthfin… *grumble*… You took money!”
Woockardo: “No I didn’t. I’ll explain the rules of the game again for you…”
The man passes out and falls on top of you before you can complete your explanation. A few of his friends come over and pick him up off of you and up on to a table. They aren’t much less drunk than their friend. They begin asking you more questions, most of them complaining about the money.
Vadskye:
RSF: “I’m getting impatient.”
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posted June 18, 2004 07:58 AM |
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In the middle of a quiet forest, nothing happens, then a Man's yell peirces the silence, From the middle of no where an elf drops in the middle of asilent pond, sending a large splash everywhere. He gets out of the pond, naked and cold. Suddenly a bow and a quiver of arrows falls from the sky, the elf catches them. He sighs and mumbles "Damn snobs want to kick me out of the Council because i wasnt 'powerful' enough. Ill show them powerful. Once i complete my quest here on earth..." He walks through the forest completly naked, his fair skin gleaming in what little sun gets through the thick brush of trees.
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posted June 18, 2004 01:51 PM |
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'Oh, I'll bet you'd do better next time,' I tell them in a comforting manner. 'You just didn't know all the rules, that's all.'
The drunk men look at eachother in confusion and one of them says 'Aw righ...'
They sit at a table and Woockardo shuffles the cards one more time. The bet being one gold coin this time, he deal the cards and starts talking.
'See, the first card in play must always be a banana - that's an ace. The player who has 5 and 6 hearts - a monkey - starts. Then each next player has to play an animal that can beat the previous person's animal. If you don't have the right cards to form a combination you need, you exchange a card with each of the players. Now, the animal combinations are as follows...'
Woockardo lists combinations off the top of his head in a droning voice, looking at their drunk faces as they fail miserably at trying to remember everything. Long before he runs out of ideas they are all fast asleep. He then scoops up the stake of four coins, carefully but swiftly walks up to the barkeep, and whispers: 'you'll see me again, but not here - this is no longer a safe place for the likes of me'. Then Woockardo leaves the tavern, runs away and once he's far enough, approaches the Vadskye Estate cautiously.
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posted June 20, 2004 04:31 PM |
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The barkeep turns to me and I look around to make sure no-one can hear what I'm saying.
'I'm looking for some information' I say. Looking into the barman's eyes I can see he's use to this routine.
'Information sir? Well I'm just a barkeep, don't know much information' he says with a smirk.
Sighing I take a few coins from my belt-pouch and place them on the bar. The bartender eyes them cooly.
With another sigh I place a few more coins on the bar.
If this kept up I'd be stone broke.
But apparently that satisfied the barkeep.
'Although I do hear a lot of stories and rumours in my line of work. Maybe I can help you' he says with a broad grin.
Fighting down the urge to scourge him from the face of the earth I put a wooden grin on my face and keep my voice lowered.
'I'm looking for a man. A mage. I'm told he's quite powerful. Maybe dangerous, and he was last seen in these parts. I'd be grateful for anything you could tell me'.
The barkeep paused to think before speaking.
'Well I don't know many mages, there's not many round this spot. There's old Jyrax that travels about selling potions. He sometimes stops here. But not what I'd call dangerous.
And Freia, she does fortune-telling and tricks, but not proper mage magic. She doesn't have the knack for it.
I doubt either of them is the one you're looking for'.
Pocketing the coins he says, 'Sorry I can't help you more. Unless you can give me another clue'.
I racked my brains for any other clue that could help me.
'What should I do?' I muutered to myself.
Feeling a faint vibration in one of my robe pockets I gave a little start. Then I took out Modo's letter.
Show him the ring it said.
Well Modo did say to ask the letter questions from time to time. I guess he wasn't lying.
I took out the tiny ring and showed it to the barkeep.
'Does this give you any clue?' I asked.
The barman looked at the ring for a long moment, his face going pale.
He pushed my hand away and hissed 'Put that away before anyone sees it!'
Puzzled I put the ring away.
Before I could ask him why he spoke again, in a low hurried voice.
'I know a man that can help you. Not the one you're looking for. But he can help you. Go to your room and wait until tonight, then come down and sit at the table in the corner by the fireplace. I'll have food sent up to your room, free of charge.
Now go and don't come down until it's dark outside'.
Puzzled by this turn of events I complied.
Sitting in my room I thought about what it could all mean and concluded that I hadn't a clue.
Lying on my bed I waited until it got dark.
When the moon rose and I could see it through my window I got up and readied myself to go downstairs, taking my mace with me, just incase.
I walked down the stairs and entered the common room.
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