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Kalenz approaches the water stained paper. He regards it with curiosity, scanning it over once before reading it in detail. He mutters to himself almost out of habit "I find it a curious affair how all these mages find themselves unwelcome in Oren. Though it is certainly not a desirable place to linger, I can not see how it is difficult to remain undetected." He sighs before swiftly finishing reading it. He frowns noticeably as he reads the word 'Wizard'. Seconds later he brushes down his coat before turning from the letter and taking a seat upon a nearby step. He announces to the empty street around him, almost expecting a reply "Let us await your arrival then Windraker". The High Elf waits only a few moments before frowning, clearly not expecting a reply he begins to write a response to the note upon clean parchment.

((Such a reply will be posted if he is to remain uninterrupted. I am simply unsure of Blundermore's intent to return or not. Thus indication of if he will or not is desired. If not, I will just have Kalenz leave his note a few hours time. To give a chance to get anything intended out of the way.))

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OOC Response:

The way I wrote it intents that Blunder will probably not be returning for a least a couple of hours due to his reputation in Oren as a traitor and a spellsmith. When he wrote it, he wrote it very quickly and not well worded due to the fact that he was distracted by the danger. He didn't really expect that any of this group would even see the letter until a day or two. He uses his second name to hide evidence that he was there. He didn't really expect to meet anyone until they replied in turn.

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Kalenz pauses, glancing up to the eerily silent street for a moment longer before continuing to write his response. He moves his quill swiftly along the surface of the paper, gazing up only to dip it once more within the ink or to glimpse the occasional shadow and to watch it until he could discern that it meant him no harm. About ten minutes later he stands, he once again brushes his coat of in a manner which would only leave a bystander wondering precisely why he wished to keep his white robes so clean. In four even strides he makes his way to the post left by Blundermore and affixes his own below:

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To WindRaker,

Your note left upon this wall is curious. No doubt Polgrath will be intrigued to meet one so seemingly interested in adventure as this collective seeks. This only reinforced by the fact that you claim to be a wizard of sorts as those who have knowledge of the arcane are few and far between. Thus those few delvers who venture to join us find themselves valuable indeed.

I can not say that that what you find here will be for you. However I can state one thing for certain. That if it is adventure you seek it is the ethan avernan which you have reached. To those less apt in elven, the end of wanderings. Alas, Polgrath shall be informed of your notice posted here. However, may I suggest in the future it is about Malinor you let your notes lie as it is both closer to where Polgrath and I exist as of late and perhaps easier for you.

If you grow impatient you may seek me out within Malinor, wait before the sturdy gates of the mali'aheral. Do not expect to be let in, though I will come out to you and we shall meet on the issue if desired. Otherwise, perhaps you ought indicate where you desire Polgrath to leave his own reply.

Maehr'sae Hiylun'ehya

Kalenz Uradir

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Subsequent to pinning the note up, Kalenz procures a small and lustrous iron pin from his robes. He extends it to the same location on which he wrote his name. The high elf mutters to himself before beginning to trace the pin along the writing. If one were close enough, faint yellow threads could be seen traveling from Kalenz's hand, along the pin and finally resting upon the written letters. A short while after he had begun, Kalenz ceases tracing the letters. His now glows similarly to the writing of the poster, albeit in yellow.

Kalenz regards his handiwork for a moment longer before turning and departing. His white robes trailing behind him as he does so. A few moments later he is observed releasing a bird, clearly having notified Polgrath of the note left by this 'WindRaker'.

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* Polgrath lies gravely injured and comatose in Lucion's house, hovering near the cusp of death, and there only due to strange high elven medicine. The bird arrives, alighting upon his barely moving chest. Without a monk's attention... The Mindlord will be no more.

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*He returns but 2 days later, wearing a green garb that he bought from a rather nice gypsies' caravan, adorning such a robe he reads the parchment to see a reply made. Looking at it... he sets off to where the parchment said to go.

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Huwel sends a Shrike carrying a message to Polgrath. It reads:

"Master Polgrath, sorry for the absence. I have sent you this message to show that I am still around and alive and kicking. I hope to find our Base soon and talk to you in person. I hope that my time with you has built me a sizeable reputation to allow me to make such a request.

Master Polgrath, are we able to recruit some members as EliteMageshields or MageShadows...if so I'd be honored to be one of these fighters... That said I would recommend choosing some of the Shields capable of these fighting abilities or morals.

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Make a post upon the notice board or by bird to our HQ with the following information

Given name(RP name):

Goliath Orman

True name(MC name):

JoshIsTooCool

Authentic magic user?(accepted magic user?):

Aye.

What form of magic ye use?:

Conjuration, I'd consider myself to be that of a master.

Do ye seek adventure, knowledge, and companionship?:

Mageshield,Delver or other(if other detail)?:

Mageshield.

For Mageshields only:

Do ye swear solemnly to put your life upon the line to perserve that of your arcane brethren?

Aye. I do indeed swear solemnly to put my life upon the line ot perserve that of my arcane brethren.

What combat skills have ye?

In my hay-day I was a master swordsman, but my dedication to Conjuration has affected this majorly. I am still fairly adept with swordsmanship, but I prefer calling my conjured serpent Amber into confrontation.

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Ye are hereby accepted... it tis good to have more magicusers amongst our ranks... your serpent will come in handy in our defense. May ye do us the Delver's proud.

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*Sending a message through pigeon and a mutual friend.

Artimec writes.

"I'd like to make my re-entry into the guild if you'll still have me? Do you still reside in crestfall? Only this time I'd like to study in the Arcane arts under Kalenz or Master Polgrath or anyone really. My days as a mageshield are over but my days as a member of the Arcane delvers are not."

Artimec pauses for awhile...

"Only first, where are you?"

EDIT

*forgot about the temp map lol, i recent learned there is no more Asulon so sorry about the lore breaking. still wanna rejoin though lol*

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Perhaps... but ye must prove yourself. For thee, there are the set of trials, three. Meet me in Malinor to the west, perhaps ye shall pass if ye try your best

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*Sends a message using a dove to reach Polgrath.

Inside is written...

Polgrath, I've made it to the new lands and am... Quite currently lost. I have means to ask where the new location of the guild is currently situated, for I have no knowledge to which or what kingdom it resides in.

Yours sincerely,

Smoke.

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* Polgrath pens a response

At last... the first Mageshadow returns... Malinor is oft the location of many of our members, and we keep a small hut atop a snowy mountain chain. Come seek us out, and aid in our rise.

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*gets the respone and smiles. He decided to write again.

It writes...

"Thank you, it feels good to be back. However, it appears that things have gone a bit awry. I managed to climb my way to Malinor, but could not find the city. I've happened to stumble upon the high Mali District and find Kalenz and Ambros, but to no avail could I reach them.

I'm going to have to ask for specifics on the location on this "hut" of yours. It most certainly does not stick out in the city of the elves...

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*gets the respone and smiles. He decided to write again.

It writes...

"Thank you, it feels good to be back. However, it appears that things have gone a bit awry. I managed to climb my way to Malinor, but could not find the city. I've happened to stumble upon the high Mali District and find Kalenz and Ambros, but to no avail could I reach them.

I'm going to have to ask for specifics on the location on this "hut" of yours. It most certainly does not stick out in the city of the elves...

"Yes Malinor is not exactly easy to navigate. In any case I arrived in the city, but could find no "hut" either, I did reunite with Kalenz, but he was far from hospitable..."

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