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Orgollree'rean
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PostPosted: Tue Jan 04, 2011 2:01 pm Post subject: Message sent to Buc's Den Reply with quote

*A message is posted on the door of the Buc's Den Drow Headquarters with a poisoned dagger*

A sacrifice to the Spider Queen is scheduled to take place Saturday of this week at the Temple of Lloth, in the Drow Quarter, 9:00 PM by the Eastern Sky.
An event you may not wish to miss, as this will be the sacrifice of the Goddess' favorite sort. The sacrifice of one of her own chosen race, a female follower of her Son's misguided followers. Your new Chancellor, may be particulary interested in this event, ensure that he is in attendence.

signed,
Z
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Orgollree'rean
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PostPosted: Sat Jan 08, 2011 7:37 pm Post subject: Reply with quote

The sun was beginning to set and the time for the sacrifice was now just hours away. "I suppose a visit to Umbra is in need anyway. I have supplies ready to be picked up", Orgollreee'rean thought to himself.

He knew who posted the message on the door almost immediatly. "Go see what that is", he commanded a young scruffy human boy, who had been working for him for the past few days. The boy grabbed the dagger and pulled it from the door and grabbed the message in his other hand. He was impressed by the quality of the dagger and ran his thumb gently across the blade testing its sharpness. A look of horror crossed his face, he grabbed his abdomen and collapsed to ground. He was dead before the old mage could get to him white foam coming from his mouth. He reached down and grabbed the parchment and sniffed it at the hole made by the dagger. He recognized the scent of the poison as that of his own making.
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