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The poster is stuck up on the Abresi and Kraltan walls and gates. It reads

 

"I am wanting to purchase any book on magic, excluding those on hydromancy. I will pay well in iron and gold. I live in the first manor in Abresi. Please post a reply here or come find me there"

 

-Sonn Ander

 

 

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Aerius notices the poster, he grumbles to himself before writing up a reply

"I have a few different ones. Contact me if you are interested. -Aerius"

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Steps up to the sign, recognizing the name of the individual who assisted him. He writes "I have a great text upon the Geoturgism that I practice".

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Maric walks up to the poster, eyeing the replies on the various notes. He marks down down their names as well as the name of the original poster, before walking away.

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Places a small note on the poster, It again is only short and written in dark ink

 

"I would be very grateful if I could purchase or perhaps borrow your books, Meet me in Abresi and we can sort something out if possible"

 

-Sonn Ander

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Khagan comes up behind Maric, flashing his Sheriff badge and magic permit, stating "Erase the name lad, Godanistan bless you", then writes "I can arrange to have it sent by carrion vulture, it can be quite heavy".

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Maric glances towards the sheriff and his magic permit, showing him his ring, bearing the seal of the House Varodyr, the servants and vassals of the Church of the Creator. "I will erase no name, your permit may allow you to practice your dark craft legally, for now. But I will continue to carry out the Creator's will. I take these names for the Church, work far higher than yours. Now if you'll excuse me, Sheriff."

 

He pushes past the Sheriff, paying him no further heed as he climbs down the steps and out the gate towards the stables, riding for Kralta.

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Sonn Ander sadly paces away from Highoak for the last time, He stops and reads the notes before placing one more note

 

"That would be very must appreciated, Hopefully it comes to my manor without incident" 

 

-Sonn Ander

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Maric glances towards the sheriff and his magic permit, showing him his ring, bearing the seal of the House Varodyr, the servants and vassals of the Church of the Creator. "I will erase no name, your permit may allow you to practice your dark craft legally, for now. But I will continue to carry out the Creator's will. I take these names for the Church, work far higher than yours. Now if you'll excuse me, Sheriff."

 

He pushes past the Sheriff, paying him no further heed as he climbs down the steps and out the gate towards the stables, riding for Kralta.

 

In the Creator's will you doth assault me by pushing? Shame be thy incorrect method in seeking Lord's Happiness. Let it be known that geoturgism is not necromancer nor a dark art, but rather knowing thy Lord above grant talent onto each of his own, diverse in consideration and that ye' know true definition before murmuring insults upon a worshipper akin to thee.

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

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