And So, He Returned

[Mithradites 1168]

Up the stairs stomped a high elf in significantly dirty, and tattered robes. He had taken some time to check the area, and remain out of sight of any infected within the area. Stepping carefully around the various liquids, pus, filth, and dirt that languished on the city steps, he shook his head with a furrowed brow, and scowled in disgust. It was not proper for such things on their city steps, and he certainly did not approve. Standing straight, and stiff, he glowered deeply at the wary Sillumir who requested his name. Tired from his journey, and desiring a bath, he gave the poor guardsman a very unimpressed look.

 

 

"One is Sullas, and I have come to aid in the proper quarantine efforts. I currently display no symptoms of infection, and I highly recommend that you allow me entrance. Unless you plan to shoot me down like a savage."

 

He remains outside, and looks behind himself every few moments to watch for intruders.

[Samler 1565]

Seth wearing his golden 'sad elf' Sillumir mask and siwwy hood tilts his head a little. "Lucion, I can't let you enter. By the orders of Okarir'tir, Tilruir'mali and approvel of Elsohaer. I would suggest you to stay near and aquire a long pole untill I may raise the gate once more." Seth smiles in secrecy under his mask.

[CaptainSheepy 317]

Meanwhile, Ceruberr continues to sneak around the city's streets. He pauses at the far side of the small bridge as he hears the word 'Sullas' echo faintly through the air. He cautiously treds back around the small lake to confirm his suspicions.  

 

 

 

"Oh *@#$" he curses quietly.

 

 

His eyes widen, and with a sharp inhale he turns and strides off swiftly.

[Lawrna 440]

The Eternal Librarian sits in the Eternal Library with her arms crossed, and a rather grumpy look on her face.

 

Once word reaches her that Lucion has returned, her frown disappears.

"More books!"

[Mithradites 1168]

Seth wearing his golden 'sad elf' Sillumir mask and siwwy hood tilts his head a little. "Lucion, I can't let you enter. By the orders of Okarir'tir, Tilruir'mali and approvel of Elsohaer. I would suggest you to stay near and aquire a long pole untill I may raise the gate once more." Seth smiles in secrecy under his mask.

 

Wiping some of the grime off his face, Lucion grumbles at Seth sternly.

 

"Firstly, I would like to say that leaving one as-of-yet unaffected by the plague outside with the plague gives them an excellent chance of catching the plague. Not that I should have to tell you that of course, as it would imply that your lack of action makes you mentally deficient. 

 

Secondly, I -am- the Sohaer, and I do not recall giving such an order. Now, lift this gate, before some dreg decides to spit on me."

[Supremacy 3361]

Kalenz strides to the gate before peering over coldly and stating plainly: "Permit the Maheral entry, his knowledge is required. Assure he is not infected before you let him free, hrm?"

[Mithradites 1168]

Lucion narrows his eyes at Kalenz as the gate raises with a shuddering lurch.

 

"We're doing this again, are we? You are lucky there are more pressing matters to be concerned with."

[Samler 1565]

Seth walks inside the gatehouse with a small sigh.

"It shall be done." He pulls the lever to raise the large iron gates. "Do step inside, Maheral."

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.