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Message: <blockquote data-quote="frog" data-source="post: 1631530" data-attributes="member: 714">Day 1 (30 March, 99 A.C.)  Today I was sent out to collect various herbs and roots that Master Marallan says are needed for his nightly summonings. Although he has not told me precisely what they are for, I have been able to discover that these herbs contain a stimulant used for, shall we say, more amorous encounters than those normally associated with Demon Lords of the Abyss. Unless Master Marallan has bound a succubus for his personal dalliance, I believe that his “summoning” will call forth a lady of the night rather than a Lord of the Night.   While searching for the herbs outside the wall, I was accosted by two Elves, male and female. They claimed to be an embassy sent to the King and that they had been attacked by giant ant like creatures. They did look a bit worse for wear, covered in mud and blood, severely wounded. Their arrogance knew no bounds as they demanded that I take them to the city and shelter them. Playing the simpering coward role which has become second nature to me, I led them to Molly.Day 4 (4 April, 99 A.C.)  Molly sheltered them for several days until they were fit to travel. They had become lost after the attack and gone further south than they had intended. They asked us to guide them to Simmur, the capital city, where they could meet with the embassy there. Molly sees this as her chance to finally break free from the life that she hates so much. She told me that this was her big chance to escape the brothels and begin her journey towards becoming the hero of her dreams.   Molly is too good a soul. They are taking advantage of that. She wants me to come with. She says that I can do better than being a serf/slave to Master Marallan. She doesn’t realize what I have already learned. Neither does Master Marallan. He believes that I still cannot read, let alone perform a spell. I have a surprise for them all one of these days.</blockquote>

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