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Message: <blockquote data-quote="gabrion" data-source="post: 2675024" data-attributes="member: 30779">Corund:[sblock]After spending a day and night in a long lover’s embrace, Corund awakes to the soft touch of Xara’s fingers running through his hair.  She seems happy enough, but as she lifts a scroll sitting in her lap Corund can see sadness hiding behind her warm smile. “This message arrived for you a week and a half ago and I was told to make sure you got it if you came back around.  I hope you don’t mind my keeping it from you for a day, but I figured you would run off as soon as you read it.  Oh, and I hope you don’t mind, but I couldn’t help but take a look at what it said.”Xara hands him a finely made but somewhat worn scroll, carrying the broken seal of the High Mage Taern Hornblade.  As Corund pauses to examine the seal Xara chimes in. “Yes, that’s Hornblades insignia.  When I got the letter I couldn’t image what he would want with the likes of you, but you can see for yourself if you just read the message.”Corund unrolls the short scroll and reads:Corund,I do hope you’ve returned from your travels in time for this message to still be relevant.  If you’re back in Silverymoon you’ve no doubt heard the news about Alustriel and the precarious standing of the confederation.  In this message I can’t reveal too much, but I have spent many hours trying to find men or women of this city who could help me with a special task.  If you have an interest in helping our cause, bring this token to Moonshield and show it to the steward.  We’ll know when you’ve received the message, so don’t worry about timing.”Taern HornbladeHigh Mage of SilverymoonAs Corund reads the line “bring this token to Moonshield,” a previously absent token appears in the hand holding the scroll.  Shortly after reading the message the scroll itself erupts in a harmless cobalt blue flame, leaving Corund to consider the offer. [/sblock]Cassandra:[sblock]Cassandra’s first step into the city of Silverymoon was met with a strange welcome.  The gate guard who asked for her name and business in the city gave a kind of start when she replied with ‘Cassandra’ and he quickly pulled her aside. “I’m sorry to detain you miss, but we’ve been waiting for someone named Cassandra who fits your description.  If you don’t mind waiting for just a moment…” With that he took off toward the gatehouse, leaving Cassandra with the other guards watching the flow of commoners in and out of the city.  In a short time he returned with a rolled parchment in one hand and a small portrait in the other.  For a few moments he went back and forth from concentrating on the portrait to examining Cassandra’s face until he finally exclaimed.“Yep, you seem to be the right girl, though your hair’s a differnt shade in this drawing.  Like I said, we’ve been told you’d be passing through here, and we have a message for you.  Sorry fer any inconvenience.”With that he handed over the scroll, which was made of fine parchment and sealed with the insignia of the High Mage Taern Hornblade.  Unfurling the parchment Cassandra read:Cassandra,My apologies for the method by which you received this letter, but it was important that I contact you as soon as possible upon your arrival in Silverymoon.  No doubt you are wondering what this is all about, so let me summarize by saying that I heard about your talents from some contacts in Waterdeep and Sundabar and I hope to convince you to use your powers to aid Silverymoon in this dark time.In this message I can’t reveal too much, but I have spent many hours trying to find men or women of this city who could help me with a special task.  If you have an interest in helping our cause, bring this token to Moonshield and show it to the steward.  We’ll know when you’ve received the message, so don’t worry about timing.”Taern HornbladeHigh Mage of SilverymoonAs Cassandra read the line “bring this token to Moonshield,” a previously absent token appeared in the hand holding the scroll.  Shortly after reading the message the scroll itself erupted in a harmless cobalt blue flame, leaving Cassandra to wander through Silverymoon and consider the offer. It didn’t take too long of a stay in Silverymoon for Cassandra to realize that Sibyl was right this time...this city really could use a big hug.  It seemed like the only time people weren’t yelling at one another about something was when they walked around with dejected looks of sadness on their faces.Being a good natured person, Cassandra was curious about the problems of Silverymoon and how they were being addressed.  Townsfolk informed her of most of the gossip, including everything from the death of Alustriel to the departure of Harbromm and the ensuing problems.  The dismal tone of the message she received at the gate made more sense as she heard these things.  [/sblock]Jonas:[sblock]Jonas searched the streets and pondered a way to help Silverymoon and the League in general, but a solid plan of action seemed to allude him.  Of course he could help in any number of ways, spying, sabotage, fighting, transportation, and diplomacy being just a few.  The hard part was deciding exactly what needed to be done.Luckily this question offered an answer for itself.  When Jonas returned to the Brass Bugle late that afternoon, the proprietress informed him that a man had been waiting to see him all afternoon.  She pointed out a young lad of about 16 years, sitting by himself in a corner booth as patiently as though he had just arrived.Approaching the lad it was quite clear he was a courier and his relatively fine dress for the job gave away the high standing of his employer.  When Jonas was a close enough, the boy rose from the booth and introduced himself. “My name is Philip Saxin, messenger of the High Palace, and I assume you are Janos Visage?” Without waiting for a response he continued, “I’ve brought a message for you.  I apologize that it has taken me several days to deliver,” his blush at saying this makes it obvious that he is used to quicker deliveries, “but you are a very difficult man to find.  For some time I wondered if you really existed at all.  In any case, here is the message I was to deliver.” He pulls out a fine piece of rolled parchment sealed with the insignia of Taern Hornblade, High Mage of Silverymoon, and without another word he quickly shuffled out the door, no doubt off to make more deliveries.Unrolling the parchment, Jonas finds the following message. Jonas,I do hope my messenger is able to find you while this message is still relevant.  I know you have helped Alustriel with certain things in the past and I hope that in Silvermoon’s time of need you will be willing to offer your unique talents again. In this message I can’t reveal too much, but I have spent many hours trying to find men or women of this city who could help me with a special task.  If you have an interest in helping our cause, bring this token to Moonshield and show it to the steward.  We’ll know when you’ve received the message, so don’t worry about timing.”Taern HornbladeHigh Mage of SilverymoonAs Jonas reads the line “bring this token to Moonshield,” a previously absent token appears in the hand holding the scroll.  Shortly after reading the message the scroll itself erupts in a harmless cobalt blue flame, leaving Jonas to consider the offer. [/sblock]</blockquote>

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