![]() ![]() They shewed him also the message to the Wizard Kavorquian, and he retreated and told them to deliver a message to him for a small fee.Īlready finding Stallanford to grow stale and tired and greedy for their gold, they assented. And he swore then to tell the world of the Monastary of the Porcelain Cabinet, for it must be a good place, if it could bring forth men like Hummingbird. They delivered unto the Priest Alaric the head of his tormentor, and he smiled and his eyes grey teary, and he said unto Hummingbird, that mysterious sojourner on the Road of the Elephant-in-the-Porcelain-Cabinet, that though he had lost his son to a coughing sickness, he could see something of him in Hummingbird. In the End it was Rallo who said that he would pay no toll, and they would wait and see what came of it. They talked much of paying the Huntsman, who had escaped the town constable’s attempts to hold him with his fists and rode off, or perhaps of ambushing him and burning down the inn. They relented, and paid him in silver and copper. It was Ioric laugher, haggler, and fighting-man, who tried in vain to wrench from the crusty sage much needed discount, but he quoted ancient Guild laws, saying that to give even a single copper piece would be to betray his quest for boundless knowledge. A powerful Staff of Healing, enchanted by priests of Old, they gave unto Shing, though wield it he could not. A shield, defaced with glyphs of chaos, but enchanted with magic neither foul nor fair, Egil took for himself. He proclaimed they had found the Mace of the Thyatian Knight-Errant Sorendus, fallen in the battle at Blackwater Pass against foul humanoids in 857 A.C. Greedily he partook of their coins and studied many tomes, some of them ancient and deep, others clearly fake. Weighed down by great sacks of coin, a diadem fit for an empress and they trudged back to Stallanford, to enjoy well-earned rest and cheers of victory.Ĭome morning Niffa and the Wizard Shing spent the day studying spellbooks, whilst the rest called once more upon the grace of the Great Alonzo. They found there a missive for the Wizard Kavorquian, warning of the rising of a queen of darkness, seeking to bring evil to the land. They found in his quarters a treasure chest, and sacks full of coin and escaped death by a hairsbreadth from the dart trap concealed in the lid. Evil Ruins daubed in blood basked sickeningly in torchlight. They stripped him off his armaments and mail and went into his chambers. Arrows splintered on his impregnable mail as he rose his spike-topped mace to smite at Hummingbird, when the Sleep spell came over him, and he dropped like nightfall.Īnd smote off his head and took it. With prayers to a nebulous Outer Darkness on his lips and enchanted steel in his hands he met them, fearing them not. The door swept open to reveal the cadaverous face of Petrides, servant of Chaos.
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