Post by Charon's Claw on Feb 23, 2010 12:55:04 GMT -5
*the following is written in precise, elegant script*
Salutations governing members,
I am Cathryn Ashall, adventurer and fledgling Cormyrean Wizard. I hope this letter finds you well. I write this letter to you with concern for the well being of the city Valkur's Roar. An eve ago a rogue magic user ran the streets of the city near the entrance to the sewers and the merchant Bron's cart of goods.
The woman in question cast evocation spells at the citizens, and tried to flee. My companions and I chased her down. We yelled at her to stop, and even yelled for a guard, though the hour was late and many of the guard were indisposed at the time. My friend Fox ended up knocking her out cold with his axe. We, being myself, Fox, and a Waukeenite priestess named Yasheira, then informed the gate guard, who said it was not his issue to deal with and that we should take it to the Hall of Justice.
We did so, though the man we met there told us to come back in the morning. I am writing this letter now to inform you of this strange occurance within your city.
The mage in question wore simple, form concealing brown pants and a tunic. Whether she was a wizardess or a sorceress, I am uncertain.
Respectfully submitted,
Cathryn Ashall of Marsember
Salutations governing members,
I am Cathryn Ashall, adventurer and fledgling Cormyrean Wizard. I hope this letter finds you well. I write this letter to you with concern for the well being of the city Valkur's Roar. An eve ago a rogue magic user ran the streets of the city near the entrance to the sewers and the merchant Bron's cart of goods.
The woman in question cast evocation spells at the citizens, and tried to flee. My companions and I chased her down. We yelled at her to stop, and even yelled for a guard, though the hour was late and many of the guard were indisposed at the time. My friend Fox ended up knocking her out cold with his axe. We, being myself, Fox, and a Waukeenite priestess named Yasheira, then informed the gate guard, who said it was not his issue to deal with and that we should take it to the Hall of Justice.
We did so, though the man we met there told us to come back in the morning. I am writing this letter now to inform you of this strange occurance within your city.
The mage in question wore simple, form concealing brown pants and a tunic. Whether she was a wizardess or a sorceress, I am uncertain.
Respectfully submitted,
Cathryn Ashall of Marsember
