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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Erudite" data-source="post: 2675496" data-attributes="member: 31400">[sblock] “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.”"I know a rebuke when I hear it" Corund comments as he wraps his lips in a wry smile. Villynk pokes her head down from a rafter overhead, dangling precariously, now that something of interest was happening.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 Hornblade's 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.”"He and I don't agree on much, but he knows what this city means to me..." he admits.Corund unrolls the short scroll and reads:As Corund reads 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.  The token is silver, with a hole through the middle.Corund contemplates the effect. "Neat trick, that.". He rolls over. "Being so smart, you must hate being right all of the time!" he says kissing Xara. "Of course, I have to go."The wizardess pushes Corund out of the bed entirely. "Well, then, go and be off with you, master Hot Spurs.  I shall only be upset with you for a fortnight!" She tries to look angry, and only partly succeeds before worry purses her mouth. "Don't think I won't scry on you, Corund 'Long Shanks'."After bidding his good byes, and dodging Villynk's sarcasm, Corund disguises himself with a few words and a gesture, stepping into the narrow street, a patrician-nosed man of auburn hair and beard, and haughty bearing, and promptly steps into shadow, vanishing into thin air.  A very careful, and presciently minded, creature might have followed him as slipped down the to the white, marble walls of the palace, near the center of the city.  Appearing out of the shadows, he exits an alley, and makes a broad approach to the city gates.Admitted to the palace upon showing the talisman, he states quite simply. "The High Mage is expecting me, I believe."OOC: my version of Xara follows the ADND 2ed version as opposed to the one in Silver Marches, unless you have any objections.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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