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Post by Animayhem on Jun 4, 2022 0:41:58 GMT -5
* A tall sun Elf dress in the garb of a Priestess of the Father arrives at the Last Flagon. She orders a light meal, pens a letter and pays the innkeeper coin to give it to one of the Wardens. It had been a long time since Naralith visited the Hullack. She was uncertain if anyone she knew was still around.
When the letter is opened, written in fine Elven script, it will read thus:
"Greetings Kin,
My name is Naralith and I am a priestess of the Father. I have been away for sometime and have decided to come out of my solitude. Although I am known by non-Eleven, I feel I need to connect with kin before mingling with others.
In the Father's name,
Naralith"
((OOC follow up can be done here, in a pm or in game. I would need at ;east one day if not 2 day notice to arrange a meet up)))
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shadou
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Post by shadou on Jun 4, 2022 3:43:06 GMT -5
* A tall sun Elf dress in the garb of a Priestess of the Father arrives at the Last Flagon. She orders a light meal, pens a letter and pays the innkeeper coin to give it to one of the Wardens. It had been a long time since Naralith visited the Hullack. She was uncertain if anyone she knew was still around. When the letter is opened, written in fine Elven script, it will read thus: "Greetings Kin, My name is Naralith and I am a priestess of the Father. I have been away for sometime and have decided to come out of my solitude. Although I am known by non-Eleven, I feel I need to connect with kin before mingling with others. In the Father's name, Naralith"
Milna pops in to the Flagon in a puff of smoke which quickly dissapates. The spectacle catches the attention of the innkeeper, who is used to this by now from the elf; this is usual behavior for her. The innkeeper rushes over before Milna can leave for her patrols of the forest. "Hey, you. Uh... Wizard elf. You're with them wardens, ain't you?" he asks her. Milna registers surprise for a moment before shaking her head; she clearly didn't expect to be approached in this manner. "Apprentice warden. I am not yet a warden in full, and do not know when I may become one." "Close enough," the innkeeper shrugs. "Got a letter for the wardens. You'll take it, won't you?" His tone indicates that this is less than a request. Milna holds her hand up and protests, "Apprentice warden, as I said. I do not think-..." He cuts her off. "Look, I've had this in hand for a week, and ain't seen any of your lot 'sides you for moons. I ain't gonna hold on to this for moons more. You're with the wardens, so you're taking it." He pushes the rolled up scroll in her hands, clearly not taking no for an answer. Milna sighs as she looks over the scroll. "Very well. I'll see that it gets where it needs to go."
Later, in the settlement:
"Earabril, I received something from the owner of the Flagon that needs to go to a Warden. I am not a full warden, and don't have access to the hall. Could you see that this gets to one of Keryma?" |
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