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[Cear Dallben ZOG]

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Well thanks to not showing his face in Sanctus and a certian detective Dog, Cear Dallben of the Zog Cabal spent this last night in jail, underfed, uncomfortable....laying just inches from his own puddle......

Damn these bizzzare humans! Dare him...a "mere" prisoner, ha. As soon as i get out of here....yes yes...there will be revolution in sanctus...no doubt no doubt. ARGGG!!*Cear pounds a fist to the wall clenching his teeth* Ive got to get out of here! Whats going on in Charnel Hill? whats going on in the hostle....IM MISSING IT ALL!!! Me...kill Alistair...almost impossible. how can they put these charges on me... Hell if they want to prosecute murderers and what not they could behead Pluzkat and his exsessories.....oh well. I guess ill have to take care of his personal clensing myself.

Cear's speedy muttering begins to anger a fellow prisoner down the hall, thus Cear takes a purple potion from his sleeve and pelts it down the hall to another cell YOU QUIET!

Who will get me out of here? Steel is just down the hall...i think.....Xandria hates me..............*Crooked smile* I hope.......




The Letter to Ceinwyn


Hello my femme,

Ill tell you now, Its Cear, and i need your help more than before. This is worse than death. Im here in Sanctus Prison laying next to my own waste with only the belongings i could manage to hide in my mask and sleeve....and my rotting corn. The guard a couple nights ago said there was comotion in Umbra and Sanctus. I hope everythings alright. For you that is. Sanctus can cook in my hand. And it will, after you break me from this place. Please you must. I hear of nothing in here. And these follies of men must pay for what they have done sooner than the rest. If you get this and can aid me, come to the sanctus prison, ill toss you a braclet thru the gates that can get me out of here. I will leave you out of it all when they discover. Not only that but the Cabal will do any and every thing in its hand to aid or abbet the destruction of all Sanctus needs to survive. I urge you.

Make hast


With this Cear conjures a wisp to send his word away with only hope in mind
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[Ceinwyn ab'Arawn]

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A wisp materializes beside Ceinwyn, as she is pouring an icy brew into a vial.

"What's this?"

Not being used to receiving wisps for quite some time, she had a suspicion about who it was most likely from. As it began to relay information, she was positive. She chuckled.

Jail, eh? He sounds very petulant. I wonder what he has done THIS time.

She frowned as she thought of the headache she had just endured with Steel's capture.

I think we will assist Lord Dallben, if we can. But how..

She instructs the wisp to relay a message back to Dallben.

"Lord Dallben, I will do what I can to help you. Remain vigilant, ever. Eat and rest, gather strength, in the meantime. Don't draw any attention to yoursself, be the ideal prisoner."

She turned back to her concoction. The havoc this new baby would do, she had no idea. She poured it into a bottle and capped the top. Taking it between two hands, she proceeded to shake it, vigorously. When she stopped, she poured it into a mug. She took a deep drink, full of excitement to test the creation. Suddenly, she puts a hand to her forehead, in pain.

"Ohhh!"

I think I shall call that a brainfreeze..ohh