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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Mahiro Satsu" data-source="post: 304995" data-attributes="member: 4970">Episode XI A Winter in Eveningstar part 2from On Sneaking and Spell Casting by Aoth SepretI was born in Mulhorand to a poor merchant by the name of Chathi Sepret, and my father was her husband, Mumed.  I had two older brothers and they were the light in my father's eyes.  He lavished them with gifts and praise.  They were to be his successors, and per Mulhorundi law the third son is not entitled to receive inheritance. Instead of risking the money to raise me, they took the easy way out and left me with the clerics of Thoth is Skuld.I received a better education from theses kindhearted clerics than I would have in my parent’s household.  They taught me the basics of magic and the tenets of their faith, which I picked up.  To this day every spell I cast was a prayer to Thoth.  My childhood was spent in this educational environment, and I learned a great deal.  I also was given the pleasure of traveling between Skuld and the great city of Gheldaneth.  Gheldaneth is the center of learning in Mulhorund and the location of the main temple to Thoth.  I spent approximately half of each year from the time I was three until I turned fifteen in this great city.When I turned fifteen the priests recognized that I had amazingly fast hands, and started to use me to infiltrate the cults of the interloper god, Mask.  I grew to hate this god more than I loved my own.  For a year my days were spent sleeping and my nights were devoted to breaking into buildings and listening to conversations.The next year brought a profound change in my life.  I was enlisted as a scout for the army as they invaded Unther.  After a few months I left the army and borded a ship bound for Sembia.  I had seen enough war and I grew sick of seeing slaves forced to fight and die for their captors.  In Sembia I took a job as a scout for a merchant who ran goods into Cormyr.  One day we were taking a load to Eveningstar when the caravan was attacked and my employer killed.  I was out scouting when the attack came.  When I returned to the caravan it was in flames.  I took what little I could salvage and looked for a place to stay.  I came upon a farmhouse and the owner was kind enough to lodge me for the night.  The next day it snowed. I had never seen snow before and it frightened me.  We do not have such things in my homeland.  I ended up renting one of the farmer’s sheds for the winter.   I spent my days reading my spellbook and practicing incantations that I knew.  The snows eventually cleared and a young man with white hair came knocking on my door.  He asked me if I would be interested in scouting for him on a quest.  The following weeks would change my life…</blockquote>

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