McIan
Journeyman
*A message arrives at the Castle of Blood (Schloss von Blut) via an imp named Irkmi.*
The undead castellan took the tied and sealed scroll from the creature and gave it a handful of glittering gems in payment. Upon receiving the sum, the imp flew away muttering to itself. The castellan immediately took the item to his master, who sat in deep contemplation on his dais in the great hall deep beneath his castle. The servant bowed and offered the scroll to his master. Receiving it, the Elder waved him away. Untying the string that bound it and opening the seal, he slowly read it:
(Written in formal high Drow dialect, known only by a very, very, few non-drow)
“Greetings Scaramandine, Master,
Discovered the formula you seek have I. Bring it to you soon shall I. Expensive it is. Dangerous to cast it is. Inform you of all this shall I when we meet. Directions I send for you to prepare. Again, cost is high. Reject it you may. No other way possible. Send word via Imp prior to my arrival shall I.
Signed,
Dharzhal T’Ar, the Black Prince”
“At last,” he muttered. “After all these ages, I shall soon be free of this curse. Free again to move about the living in the world, free to be seen and not frighten, free to taste, free to laugh and… free to love.”
He set out to fulfill the preparations included on the lower part of the note.
The undead castellan took the tied and sealed scroll from the creature and gave it a handful of glittering gems in payment. Upon receiving the sum, the imp flew away muttering to itself. The castellan immediately took the item to his master, who sat in deep contemplation on his dais in the great hall deep beneath his castle. The servant bowed and offered the scroll to his master. Receiving it, the Elder waved him away. Untying the string that bound it and opening the seal, he slowly read it:
(Written in formal high Drow dialect, known only by a very, very, few non-drow)
“Greetings Scaramandine, Master,
Discovered the formula you seek have I. Bring it to you soon shall I. Expensive it is. Dangerous to cast it is. Inform you of all this shall I when we meet. Directions I send for you to prepare. Again, cost is high. Reject it you may. No other way possible. Send word via Imp prior to my arrival shall I.
Signed,
Dharzhal T’Ar, the Black Prince”
“At last,” he muttered. “After all these ages, I shall soon be free of this curse. Free again to move about the living in the world, free to be seen and not frighten, free to taste, free to laugh and… free to love.”
He set out to fulfill the preparations included on the lower part of the note.