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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 10:40 pm
(Assume the Elder Brain broke during the shift out of the Far Realm)
"Alright then, I shall contact our leader and give her the brain remnants. I'll tell her you are busy and will report in later."
Eilov proceeds to use the portal to shift into the shadow of his captains bookcase. "Captain, I have brought you the remnants of what the illithids were transporting, it was an elder brain bud that would have been used to start a new illithid community. The brain remnants in this jar should not trouble your mind in any way and I'm sure that it still holds some value in to collectors, alchemists, and the like." Eilov set the jar of murky liquid with the chunks of elder brain bud floating around in it on the captains desk...
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 12:10 pm
(note to all harl oath i am gonna have namidar start to trade with the other houses so i am gonna start having him leave for small periods of time)
namidar came into the door shouldering a pack that was full to bursting "found quite a vein of adamantine i am gonna take this and start to forge" he then proceeded down to his forge in the back of the complex he stopped turned and yelloed down the hall "im gonna be busy for awhile got any requests?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 10:10 pm
A black cloaked figure with shadowy draconic wings steps through a portal outside the mercenary guild, followed closley by her two pets. Stepping up to the door she knocks drops a note on the doorstep for the mercenary leader and dissappears again heading for the tavern her pets intow.
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 12:06 am
Eilov faded back into the shadows, going onto other places that required his immediate attentions. Upon the desk of his captain he left a note that read as such...
My dearest captain, Matters elsewhere in the world below are in need of my immediate attentions. This note acts as a vocal portal between myself and your person. Contact me whenever you have need of my services.
Yours Truly, Eilov Rukanyyr
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