Explosions Rock Proskur

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Across the Western Reach, people talk of an attack by unknown assailants who firebombed the gates of Proskur and dropped fireballs on the enclave itself. They slaughtered two guards - before leaving the image of a white heron, rising up into the air, magically burned into the remains of the wood above a message..."freedom for all slaves" the people whisper.

The attack is shrugged off by the Thayans who begin rebuilding the gates and repairing the damage, but privately start to double their watches and keep suspicious eyes on visitors.

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Silently fuming, the Red Wizard Kethoth enters the Enclave of Proskur. His normally cold, impassive gaze forms into a burning glower at the destruction and chaos. Moving swiftly through the Enclave studying the extent of the destruction, a small, cruel smile forms in the shadows of his cowl. He quickly scribes up a note and pins it in various places.

I, Kethoth Uuthrakt, Red Wizard of Thay and a public relations associate of this glorious Enclave of Proskur offer a reward of one thousand lions from my personal coffers to those who can deliver to me the being behind this unlawful and unnecessary destruction. Information about the being will also be rewarded.

For the glory of law and order, and the glory of Thay,

Kethoth Uuthrakt, Red Wizard Enchanter

*his mage seal is stamped under his signature*