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Message: <blockquote data-quote="sithramir" data-source="post: 1148780" data-attributes="member: 12183">The acolyte approached the meditation chamber reluctantly. Headmaster Colorn had told him not to dally. But how does one approach an angel? One of Kord’s chosen! A real live Trumpet Archon here!   “Um, sir Attilla, uh sir?” the acolyte stated as the angel arose from his meditation, “The headmaster has requested your presence in his chambers, um immediately.”   “Of course child” the angel replied, “walk in the light.”   With a bow the acolyte departed.    What could that fool elf want now? These damn mortals sending every problem that occurs my way like I’m the solution to all the world’s troubles.   Heading upstairs towards the headmaster’s suite, the archon didn’t bother knocking.   “What is it now Colorn?”   “Ah, Attilla, how good to see you! I know you’re quite busy but I have a proposition for you. You see, the church has taken several large economical “blows” in the last couple of weeks. A shipment containing a very rare and expensive fabric was recently taken. We believe it to be due to the new frost giant Jarl. He has overstepped his bounds in his attempt at claiming the region to the north. What say you? Will you help us?”      With a look of sternness and a flex of his wings, Atilla replied, “Yes. I will help you, but not because of any loss of coin, but because frost giants are notorious for their cruelty to prisoners, at least until they decide to eat them that is. I can, of course, assume they took prisoners right Headmaster?”   “Of course!” the Headmaster replied a glint of surprise appearing on his face. “Is there anything else you need?”   With a slight grin, the angel spoke “I will need a couple STURDY men. They will need to be veterans and be able to know not only their way around a sword but also how to get around without being seen. Do you have any suggestions?”   “Of course, Attilla, you do know Elaith Craulnobur? I’m sure once you show him this will be quite willing to help” as the cleric dropped a heaping bag of gold on the table. “About 9,000 gold pieces to help you acquire anything that might be needed”, replied Colorn.    “The Serpent? I hear he doesn’t like dealing with anyone but elves. Why would he deal with me?”   “Let’s just say his pockets are a little thinner from a most recent endeavor he undertook. I’m sure for this much gold he’ll be willing to listen.”    Atilla sighed, “I’ll get started immediately, I’m sure any possible survivors would rejoice in knowing I’m on my way. Oh, I supposed I’ll bring back any “stolen property” I happen to notice during my travels” as the archon strode out of the office slamming the door.______________________________________________________________   A shadow stepped out of the wall in Colorn’s office. “No mention of the artifact. Good. You serve us well sun elf. But be warned, bringing Elaith into this was a smart maneuver, but you overstep your bounds. Watch yourself in the future. I’d hate to see your poor temple burned to the ground.” The shadow stepped back into the wall and the room fell silent, except for the sobs of an over zealous sun elf who had nothing to gain and everything to lose.</blockquote>

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