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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Stone Angel" data-source="post: 692751" data-attributes="member: 5630">The night was chill with the autumn air, a good night for business thought Lucas as he surveyed the bar from his table on the second floor. Most of his companions who had become known as the Sons of Artaurus would be in tonight with the exception of  McDougal the Mage's guild had sent him on an archeological excavation of some old ruin. Stoli was already here eating some veal and roasted potatoes. That sounds good, he thought. I shall join him. He sat down besides Stoli and started to make conversation when the door opened. The man was gigantic, very tall and nearly as round as a barrel. He was clad in heavy robes, of an unfamiliar design, and his cowell was pulled tight around his head, his face remained a mystery. One of the waitresses went about telling the stranger that they would not be open for about another hour. He simply pointed at Lucas and Stoli and said "I have business. With them." He continued "My name is...Well you may call me Adam. I am far from the North, and have spent many days in the elements. So I shall make this brief, I have a question. Did you not enter a cave filled with gigantic murals, of dragons, beasts, and other things you did not understand. You did see didn't you" he said more telling the asking.Stoli started "Yes but how did you...""I know many things sir dwarf, some you need to know some that have not been uttered since the first rays of the sun. Now you would be wise to heed my words." Adam said. At this he pulled back his hood, Stoli nearly spit out his ale. He was human enough, but there was certain subtleties that reminded them of a lion. Before they could ask questions he continued.Fulrik was the last to arrive at the pub. They told him of the stranger Adam, and his tale. He spoke of a great sphere to the north, past e'en through the land of the Horned Ones. He said it was are destiny" said Stoli as he briefed Fulrik. They sat discussing his riddle."His last words were this" Lucas said. "I have shown you the path, with tongues of fire, but you shall also start on the trail of the dead." the bard finished.They all sat thinking about what this could mean. Then Mason asked"What is this" he said pulling the weekly flyer from underneath Fulriks plate of steaming food."What do you think it is, damned fool. It's the flyer, ya' know comes around once a week. Tells about important events and such. Gee I guess it's new concept, they've only been doing it since before you were born." Said Stoli angered that Mason would interupt a serious conversation over something as menial as that."No look" Mason pointed to where the hot plate had been set down on top of the flyer."It looks like writing of some sort" Caber said."Of course" Lucas started as he snatched the flyer from Mason's hand. "Adam pointed to this as he left saying I had mail.Lucas looked around muttering "tongues of flame, tongues of flame" he finally found a candle behind the bar. Once lit he held the flyers back over the flame. Soon a map remained, although vague it was something to go on.The map contained a few distinct marks. A point marking Paridon, and a trail leading to the north by north-west to a marking that read Great Sphere. It also showed a great eye and a trio of humanoid figures. However they had no clue what the last two really meant. They all left for the night, not sure if they knew more at the beginning of the day or now.That morning they were summoned by Romero once again. The old spymaster had become quite fond of the group and was beginning to trust them more and more as well as offer up more about the quest for the Eight Children.Romero started "The Eight Children each represent a pinnacle of the great wheel an element if you will. While seperate they are useless together however they possess some power. Although I am not entirely sure what there use is either. By the way have any of you seen St. Kain? No. Hmmm most disturbing. He has not been seen since the tournament and his body was not found." "Alas we get down to business" he continued. "The final child is located in a small lake town known as Bastion. The church of Wee Jas there is holding the item for us. Their church here has asked me to send an emissary with you. His name is Tartallion, he will meet with you in the morning at the western gate in three days time. I look forward to seeing you again my friends.  I shall return....</blockquote>

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