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<blockquote data-quote="Isida Kep'Tukari" data-source="post: 3123054" data-attributes="member: 4441">Roth sat in the squashy chair in the living room, clutching the letter with what might seem to be unreasoning fear.&nbsp; It's just a letter after all.&nbsp; What could this be about?&nbsp; Is it a joke?&nbsp; A test?&nbsp; A mistake?&nbsp; Some pointless harassment?&nbsp; But why?&nbsp; Who would want to ask this of me?&nbsp; You know why.&nbsp; If this is a joke from Pol, there wouldn't be a mention of money.&nbsp; It can't be from Norn because it's too simple.&nbsp; Davo wouldn't do this just because it would waste time, and your parents and Grampy would feel the same way.&nbsp; No, this is either a member of the House that you don't know, or a rival of the House.&nbsp; And a rival wouldn't send a traceable letter.&nbsp; It's a test, his inner voice pointed out to him.Oh boy...&nbsp; And it said I should be prepared...&nbsp; Should I wear armor?&nbsp; That falls under the definition of being prepared...&nbsp; Oh no, if I'm going to a book shop I'll end up standing out like a pig in a parlor.&nbsp; Well... a bigger pig than normal at least.&nbsp; Just good scholar's clothes, not too much jewelry, don't need to carry much money, just enough for skycoach fare... Roth mused on, putting the letter in his pocket as he went to change into clean scholar's clothes.&nbsp; A copper bracelet, an anklet, two rings, and his signet ring, belt pouch... mace?&nbsp; No mace, he decided, he was going to look silly enough as it is.&nbsp; But two daggers, one on each hip.&nbsp; He might not be a famous Thunder Guide or other famous explorer, but he had traveled enough in the dubious distrcts in and around Torchlight to know he couldn't show too much wealth as a single traveler and expect it to remain on his person.Pulling a Brelish blue soft cap over his head, Roth scrawled a quick note to his parents that he was going on an errand, then locked the door behind him and headed out.&nbsp; First to a skycab, then to the Humble Scholar.&nbsp; Why do I keep having this sense of impending doom? he asked himself as he waited in the warm Sharn air.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Isida Kep'Tukari, post: 3123054, member: 4441"] Roth sat in the squashy chair in the living room, clutching the letter with what might seem to be unreasoning fear. It's just a [i]letter[/i] after all. [i][color=silver]What could this be about? Is it a joke? A test? A mistake? Some pointless harassment? But why? Who would want to ask this of me?[/color][/i] [i][color=slategray]You know why. If this is a joke from Pol, there wouldn't be a mention of money. It can't be from Norn because it's too simple. Davo wouldn't do this just because it would waste time, and your parents and Grampy would feel the same way. No, this is either a member of the House that you don't know, or a rival of the House. And a rival wouldn't send a traceable letter. It's a test,[/color][/i] his inner voice pointed out to him. [i][color=silver]Oh boy... And it said I should be prepared... Should I wear armor? That falls under the definition of being prepared... Oh no, if I'm going to a book shop I'll end up standing out like a pig in a parlor. Well... a bigger pig than normal at least. Just good scholar's clothes, not too much jewelry, don't need to carry much money, just enough for skycoach fare...[/color][/i] Roth mused on, putting the letter in his pocket as he went to change into clean scholar's clothes. A copper bracelet, an anklet, two rings, and his signet ring, belt pouch... mace? No mace, he decided, he was going to look silly enough as it is. But two daggers, one on each hip. He might not be a famous Thunder Guide or other famous explorer, but he had traveled enough in the dubious distrcts in and around Torchlight to know he couldn't show too much wealth as a single traveler and expect it to remain on his person. Pulling a Brelish blue soft cap over his head, Roth scrawled a quick note to his parents that he was going on an errand, then locked the door behind him and headed out. First to a skycab, then to the Humble Scholar. [i][color=silver]Why do I keep having this sense of impending doom?[/color][/i] he asked himself as he waited in the warm Sharn air. [/QUOTE]

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