The Red Wizards of Thay Nov 11, 2010 18:41:47 GMT -5
Post by ancientempathy on Nov 11, 2010 18:41:47 GMT -5
“Yes, good sir Rhistel, these are all excellent choices.” The Red Wizard pushed four vials across the wooden countertop, each marked with the flame of Thay and the flag of Proskur. “Is there anything else we can help you with?”
The sun elf paused, scratched the long scar on his chin, and thought about his companions waiting back at the inn. “Yes, we’ll need an endurance potion, one of eagle’s splendor, and one of haste. Standard discount?”
The elf counted his coins while the tattooed mage located the requested items, then asked, “Is Urhun Kren working today?”
“I believe so,” the Red Wizard replied.
“Good. His protective tattoo came in quite handy, and I’d like him to make another.”
“If you are a frequent customer there as you are here, I am sure he would be happy to oblige.”
A fierce tattooed face suddenly peered through the doorway, a warrior with proud Thayan features clad in chain mail.
“Wizard Thazal Tabar, is anything amiss here?”
“No, Arzel Phen. All is calm. Carry on.” The woman nodded, then departed.
“Those knights of yours give me the chills,” the elf said with an exaggerated shudder.
“They are our protectors. They are here to combat those who would harm us. Not everyone in this part of the world is as friendly to us as you.”
“Yes, some of my own friends seem to distrust your wares, which is why I come here alone. But your magic has served me well.”
“I’m gratified to hear it. By the by, Tarithi wishes me to tell you that the apothecary has more of your ziran.”
An eager look appeared in the elf’s eyes. “Excellent. Good day, Thazal Tabar.”
“And to you, sir Rhistel. Your business is always welcome here.” After the elf left, the Red Wizard laced his fingers and smiled. The fool was already addicted. He would be back for more.
Lords of Darkness, pg. 55. Jason Carl and Sean K Reynolds.