Post by Akkarin on Sept 7, 2006 23:01:10 GMT
For the next person passing through the arcane section of the base, an aged looking piece of parchment flutters by and lands at their feet. On it is a note from Al Hrama, the great mage that once had such a great influence over Akkarin. The script is, as you would expect, old fashioned, and generaly curly. It reads:
Dear Fletched Alliance,
It saddens me to inform you that I will no longer be able to remain in your glorious company. Now that I am regaining my strength and have my own body, I feel it is time I take up my old life of traveling.
It has been an absoloute pleasure to have spent the time I did with you, I have learned much about myself and the way of the modern world from you. Such a debt is difficult to repay, but should you ever need of the most knowledgeable mage to live, simply place your hands on the mark I have left behind the crystal and call my name, I am at your service.
I wish you the best of luck for the future, I know that under such fine leadership and with such a courageous group of heroes you are destined for greatness.
With all my thanks, Al Hrama.
When the reader is finished, the note flutters away and circles the room for the next passer by.
Dear Fletched Alliance,
It saddens me to inform you that I will no longer be able to remain in your glorious company. Now that I am regaining my strength and have my own body, I feel it is time I take up my old life of traveling.
It has been an absoloute pleasure to have spent the time I did with you, I have learned much about myself and the way of the modern world from you. Such a debt is difficult to repay, but should you ever need of the most knowledgeable mage to live, simply place your hands on the mark I have left behind the crystal and call my name, I am at your service.
I wish you the best of luck for the future, I know that under such fine leadership and with such a courageous group of heroes you are destined for greatness.
With all my thanks, Al Hrama.
When the reader is finished, the note flutters away and circles the room for the next passer by.
