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The 8th Evil Sage
"I'm not sure," says Shealis. "Wizards tend to keep a low profile in Gate Pass, and that includes elves. Some of them came here to get away from the pervasive magic of most elven communities. I can't think of any spellcasters in the ghetto besides myself."
"*cough* *cough* Don't be alarmed," A voice says from a corner of the room, "but I can help. Don't worry, just because I'm invisible doesn't mean I'm out to get you. I can open the case."
"Yes, yes, please." Torrent says. "How can you help?" Shealis and Larion glare at her. "What?" she says. "I'm already working with people who tried to kill me. I'll listen to whatever's talking over there."
"I'm here on a mission," the voice says. "I need to come back with the scroll case. My boss didn't specify if it had to be full or not. I'll get you a scroll with a spell to open the case if you let me keep it."
"*cough* *cough* Don't be alarmed," A voice says from a corner of the room, "but I can help. Don't worry, just because I'm invisible doesn't mean I'm out to get you. I can open the case."
"Yes, yes, please." Torrent says. "How can you help?" Shealis and Larion glare at her. "What?" she says. "I'm already working with people who tried to kill me. I'll listen to whatever's talking over there."
"I'm here on a mission," the voice says. "I need to come back with the scroll case. My boss didn't specify if it had to be full or not. I'll get you a scroll with a spell to open the case if you let me keep it."