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Cear Dallben ZOG · Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 2:26 pm Post subject: The Cabalists Occupy Shame

A scroll with the seal of the dark wisp at every tavern and city

Let it be known that for the time being the dungeon that is Felucca Shame is under Cabalist Occupation. For your safty we will not be allowing entrance until further notice. We the Cabal thank you for you cooperation, and all who enter will be asked to leave, or escorted out
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Mairsil · Lore Master Joined: 02 Jan 2004 Posts: 1241

Elniad casually, albeit slowly, walked his way through Britain. He walked heavily, yet with a purpose, always observing. He, at that moment, was the all-seeing, and had traveled there to observe the progress, or lack there of, in the battle agaisnt the invasion. While making a quick stop at the bank however, something else caught his eye.

Elniad ripped the scroll off the wall after glancing at it for a breif moment and hid it within the pockets of his robe in one fluid motion, walking away from the bank. After rounding a corner and entering a shop seldom used or attended, Elniad drew the parchment out of his robe and placed it flat on the desk, writing over a small blank portion at the bottom of the notice.

This name has a possible connection with my studies. The prophet will approach them individually- Find out more. Pass this along to the Blade and ready yourselves. We are visiting Shame of the fell moon.

Qucikly reading over his letter Elniad was satisfied; it was short and noninformative, a neccessity. Rolling the parchment and binding it, Elniad walked out of the shop. Leaning heavily on his staff, he raised the scroll in one hand, silently calling out to his raven. The black bird decended, snatching the letter and taking flight, Elniad watched for a long moment, confident it would reach his students, and then continued on his way.
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Krasinski · Visitor Joined: 22 Apr 2005 Posts: 6

Krasinski sat silently behind the bench of the newly constructed courtroom. He could not resist smiling as he cast his gaze over the alabaster walls, the finely detailed tables and chairs, and the silver ankh inlaid within the floor. The whole formed nothing short of a work of gorgeous craftsmanship. The truth was, however, that it was a dreadfully empty space. He and his Brother judges stood ready yet there were neither cases, nor people, nor purpose—his smile faded.

He was quietly tapping his fingers on the bench when in the window streaked a black bird. Jumping slightly in surprise, he recovered as the creature landed in front of him delivering its parcel. Krasinski flashed the bird a brief smile and thanked it for its troubles. It exited the room as quickly as it had arrived.

Krasinski silently read the document before him. Finishing, he reclined in his chair. The actions of the Cabalists were certainly bold, treating public lands as theirs to cordon off. Perhaps their activities would rise to the level that someone might pursue grievances with the Court. Krasinski’s smile returned as he considered the prospect.

A look of seriousness replaced the smile as he considered his master’s brief message. He and the Blade would, of course, have to form a plan of action. Hopefully the Cabalists would not take offense to a friendly investigation of their activities.