The Sorcerer Shindig

[Sagwort 833]

 

You feel a slight tingling in the back of your throat, as if a cough was coming on.  You soon come to notice that it feels as if something is crawling up your throat, like some sort of prickly insect.  The feeling soon turns into a horrendous cough.  In a final attempt to clear your throat, and possibly avoiding death, you pull out a crumpled up, saliva covered piece of parchment.  Upon unraveling the wet papyrus you find a note written in cheap ink.

 

You have been courtly invited to

 

The Sorcerer Shindig

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The Mages Guild would like to invite you to an annual party to celebrate the opening of Wyverwyn Hold, more commonly known as the mages’ college.  All are welcome; particularly those who seek to join the college in the future.

The party is “semi-formal” so dress to impress gents and genti.  Drink and food will be provided, as well as music and other indulgences.

The Hold is located in dwarven lands, simply follow the road until one comes to a pristine condition cobblestone arch and proceed to climb our cripple friendly stairs.

 

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[[Will be held this Friday (4:30 pm CST, 10:30 pm GMT, 2:30 pm PST, 5:30 pm EST)]]

[[Apologies for the inconvenience PST people, as with school and such, we will do our best to keep the party going until you can get on]]

 

 

 

[Silevon 497]

Lorik stares wide eyed at the paper, confused on how he coughed it up in the first place. "Wonder if ah ate this while ah wus drunk er somethin'... Well, so be it. Ah 'ave been invited to a party!" Lorik smiles and wraps the paper, and continues on down the road to his inn.

[meg 1994]

Elene spits out the note, confused for a moment at how it got there, before reading the last part of the letter, she shouts-

 

"CRIPPLE FRIENDLY? Those stairs aren't mortal friendly!"

[Princeton 396]

So'Raska strolls through elven districts, leaning upon his large Ro'ah wood staff, he begins to feel the odd sensation in his throat, not really knowing what it is, he begins to cough it up. He takes the paper within his feeble paws and begins to read rather quickly "Dwarf lawnds...." He moves as quickly as his legs can take him back to the Karakatuan docks, searching for Morthawl to ask permission to attend. 

[Aptrotta 162]

Hydrose Goldhand reads the paper over quickly thinking to himself "What the hell happened last night? Did I eat this?" He shakes te tonight off quickly when he reads the note. He smiles knowing he will go

[Varstivus 98]

Varstivus sighs as he picks up the paper and reads it over, fuming at the bottom part.

"Ambros! I was literally standing right next to you! Was that really necessary? And why are we lying about the accessibility of the path? The nether is more hospitable than our location!"

[Ventusyr 233]

Campari stumbles a bit as the note falls out of his mouth onto the wooden floor of the tavern. Dodging feet and boots, here reaches down and picks it up. As he reads it, he smiles, knowing he will certainly attend. His desire to meet a Mage may soon be realized.

[Ryski 32]

*Tybaro coughs up the paper, as he is walking down the road. He stares it at, one eyebrow raised. He mumbles*

"Hmm... Wizards. Migh' be interestin'...'

*He decides he'll go and have a look, wanting to see more of Anthos anyway.*

[Ezo Karasuga 356]

*coughs up a paper while setting up the workshop*

 

"Dammit Ambros!  Zese things normally land in my pocket!

 

Perhaps ze staff of VonSchlichtenCo vould be interested. It only makes for good business relationships.

 

Also Jonas has been harping to me about getting out of ze city once in a vhile"

[Elindor 666]

Elindor gags, then coughs up the note. He stares at the dripping saliva, one name entering his mind. "Ambros"

 

He unfolds the paper to find the one dry place and writes upon it.

I will try to be there

 

He then takes the note and folds it up a few times. Pulling a notebook out from within his robes, he picks a random page and places the note upon the spine, then shuts the book with a thud. The soaked note disappears from within the book and appears instead in Ambros' left pocket. Elindor smiles in the hope that sooner or later the old man will check his pockets.

[Supremacy 3361]

Kalenz coughs up the note, after studying it for a moment he scowls and mutters to himself "He could have just sent a bird..."

[Dr. Eggnog 74]

Sanotos looks at the note he coughed up before saying out loud to himself ".....h...how? Did something i eat have this in it?" Sanotos thinks it over for a bit before saying to no-one in particular "Might as well go check it out. It seems interesting"

[Braxis 813]

Uthor stands on his Balcony of his Manor as he descends downstairs as he waits for Elene to enter for her usual visits, as he gets to the floor he is greeted by a hug from Elene the two chuckle for a bit as Uthor goes to sit down at one of the tables. While Elene walks off to grab some drinks. As they return she places down a cup of wine in front of Uthor as she drinks one herself as she goes to sit. She goes to talk she coughs lightly, she pardons herself as she goes to talk again. She coughs again more violently this time with a peaice of paper. She reads it quickly Uthor blinks blankly as he mumbles "Must be a woman thin'..." as he hears hear scream "CRIPPLE FRIENDLY? Those stairs aren't mortal friendly!"  Uthor simply blinks blankly taking his drink of wine. As he takes a gulp and Elene is done screaming he coughs a bit himself. But as he finishes coughing he goes to speak, but he also gets interrupted by a Violent cough, coughing up an invitation, he looks to the coughed up paper on the table then to the wine then to Elene, he blinks blankly as he speaks. "What in the nether did ye put in that drink Elene?!?!" He continously looks at the drinks, paper, Elene and looking heavly confused as doing so for a good few moments before regaining his sense. Then he picks it up reading it shaking his head "I'd rather not go but if ye ask I will"

[Jingeh 278]

*Ibar Elsiol sits upon a cushion in the atrium, his legs crossed and his eyes closed as he meditates in the atrium, suddenly he begins wildly gagging his head jerking forward and his eyes flashing open. Head jerks forward towards the floor before him, suddenly a saturated piece of paper sit there in a pool of saliva. Ibar quickly unravels the ball of paper before him, he inspects it closely holding it with his one hand, some saliva dripping to the floor. Ibar lets out a long winded sigh unphased by the occurrence  getting to his feet and shouting at the top of his lungs throughout the college:

"You could've just told me Ambros!" *

[Mithradites 1168]

To the horror of his high-elven brethren, Lucion lies on the floor, holding his throat, and twitching. His eyes roll back in his head, and he passes out.

 

((Probably not going to be able to make that! Have fun without snooty Lucy, folks!))