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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Tom Cashel" data-source="post: 404494" data-attributes="member: 321">I'll just perch here at the edge of this hole and keep watch, Tall magic-one.You lay back, Lucius, and you think back many years.......It was a cold night to be wandering by the docks in the city of Luskan.Great chunks of ice drifted in the Sea of Swords, and the city had settled in for a long night’s sleep.  Lights still twinkled in the thousand windows of the tree-like branches and spires of the Hosttower of the Arcane, though, and this fact has never ceased to make lesser mages nervous.  For the Arcane Brotherhood is no less than the most dreaded magical organization in all the North.You knew that your dalliances with Mela Haelstrom, gorgeous wife of Gustav Haelstrom (your mentor), would now have to end.  What began as an affair of the usual sort had turned into an obsession.  Not only did you satisfy your own lust with the woman almost nightly, but you’d grown jealous of her husband as well.  Your illusions discharged the glamer of a foul reek whenever he tried to get close to her.As a result, your mentor had grown stormy in temperament.  He put you through your paces every day, keeping you at your studies until you were at the breaking point.  In a moment of weakness, after a month of such treatment, you blurted out: “Perhaps a simple gust of wind would get rid of your wife’s foul odor!”Gustav’s mouth hung open.  “How did you know about that?” he whispered.“I–I–I–” you stammered.“Leave this place,” Gustav pronounced.  “You will never learn invocations from me.  You will never learn them at all.”You would never know if his words were premonition or a binding curse, but from that day you forswore any magics of that forbidden school.  Instead you turned to Illusion, and tonight you would meet your new mentor, Iago.A shimmer in the air announced his presence; he’d been walking beside you for Tymora knows how long.  Short, rotund, with arched brows and a bowtie mouth, Iago seemed always to be thinking of the next delicious plot or misdirection.“Apprentice,” he said with an enigmatic smile. “Your new life begins now.”Something about that smile made you shiver.</blockquote>

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