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Pontifical Commission - Magic, Augury & Enchantments


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The Master Of The Abstract read tiredly through the missive, setting it atop the growing pile of blueprints and building paperwork that were haphazardly scattered over his desk. He grabbed it, half folding and half crumpling it into a ball before tossing it into the wastebin.

 

Certainly, a bold course of action, albeit one unlikely to go anywhere. He didn't consider himself a leader of any magical order, nor did he feel inclined to share what he knew with the same folks who had said such unsavory things of him, just months prior. Still, a thought nagged him at the back of his mind - if not him, who?

 

With a tired roll of his wrist, he finished the last of his glass - the remnants of a bottle of Petran Wine. He stood, snatching and uncrumpling the paper from his waste. He pinned the creased missive - carefully - to the door of the one person he figured would know how to handle such a request.

 

The Grand Lord had a way with words, after all.

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