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<blockquote data-quote="BoldItalic" data-source="post: 6895650" data-attributes="member: 6777052">Wilberforce the Revised gazed upon the diamond-studded miniature he held in his hand. It was a perfect model of the arch-beholder he had been tracking with relentless zeal for four moons past, here, in the Forest of En. &quot;Know ye,&quot; he proclaimed to the assembled Conclave, &quot;that Aberrations of this ilk are my sworn enemies for am I not 6th level with the Greater Favored Enemy class feature?&quot;You are wasting your time,&quot; growled a green-clad archer from across the clearing, stepping forth into the light of the camp fire.Wilberforce narrowed his eyes. &quot;So, Umbarth the Unreconstructed. You honor us with your presence at last?&quot; The forest fell silent. The birds and the beasts sensed the enmity between these two.&quot;Your search is folly. Your efforts are in vain,&quot; sneered Umbarth. He held aloft a staff of amberwood that glowed with an eldritch light. It was a Staff of Time Reversal. &quot;With one word of command, I can unmake your petty efforts and the past four moons will have never been.&quot; He flourished the staff and the enclave drew back, aghast. This was forbidden magic that Umbarth wielded.&quot;So, I always suspected you of multiclassing,&quot; said Wilberforce coldly. &quot;Do you deny that you have taken levels in Warlock? What evil master do you serve?&quot;In answer, Umbarth spake but a single arcane word and vanished. The sun and moon flickered in the sky. For days, Wilberforce was insensible and knew nothing. When he awoke, it was last May.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="BoldItalic, post: 6895650, member: 6777052"] Wilberforce the Revised gazed upon the diamond-studded miniature he held in his hand. It was a perfect model of the arch-beholder he had been tracking with relentless zeal for four moons past, here, in the Forest of En. "Know ye," he proclaimed to the assembled Conclave, "that Aberrations of this ilk are my sworn enemies for am I not 6th level with the [i]Greater Favored Enemy[/i] class feature? "You are wasting your time," growled a green-clad archer from across the clearing, stepping forth into the light of the camp fire. Wilberforce narrowed his eyes. "So, Umbarth the Unreconstructed. You honor us with your presence at last?" The forest fell silent. The birds and the beasts sensed the enmity between these two. "Your search is folly. Your efforts are in vain," sneered Umbarth. He held aloft a staff of amberwood that glowed with an eldritch light. It was a [i]Staff of Time Reversal[/i]. "With one word of command, I can unmake your petty efforts and the past four moons will have never been." He flourished the staff and the enclave drew back, aghast. This was forbidden magic that Umbarth wielded. "So, I always suspected you of multiclassing," said Wilberforce coldly. "Do you deny that you have taken levels in Warlock? What evil master do you serve?" In answer, Umbarth spake but a single arcane word and vanished. The sun and moon flickered in the sky. For days, Wilberforce was insensible and knew nothing. When he awoke, it was last May. [/QUOTE]

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