conversations: human
conversations:  You wake up to start your typical day.  In a bright room high up in a tower, you continue to scribe illusion spells on the scrolls.  Just as you did the day before and the day before that.  You only do your scroll work for an hour or so when you are interrupted.  A six foot long, red scaled snake with a humanoid face slithers over to you.   "The Master orders your presence in the Conquest Room immediately" 
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conversations: human
conversations:  Another day of toil. The young Illusionist awoke from his sleep, feeling very refreshed and ready for whatever the day might bring. Unfortunately for him, the day brought more scrolls to be scribed. He let out a long sigh and studied the list of spells required, then opened up his spellbook and proceeded to memorize the spells needed to craft the scrolls. It wasn't the most exciting job, but it was a job, and at least he was serving the Red Wizards. Hopefully that would offer a small measure of prestiege, in time.
  
  The work was interrupted by a red snake with a Humanoid face. Ibreich figured it was probably some form of naga, but that didn't matter too much at this point. What did matter was the simple fact the creature told him the Master required his presence. " Then take me to the Conquest Room. " The quill was put down and the young man stood up, dusting off his black robes and making them look as presentable as he possibly could.
  
  Hopefully this meeting could lead to something greater.
conversations: KhaineGB:
conversations: human
conversations:  The naga escorts you along, slithering at a fast pace.  You need to almost jog to keep up with him.  Soon enough you are at the red wooden door to the Conquest Room.  The naga looks at the door and it opens slightly, just enough for it to stick it's head in side.
  
   "Master, I bring--"  starts the naga
  
   :"Send him in and leave us!"  commands the booming voice of the Red Wizard Mosonund Ibrahemeya, the Red Wizard you are apprenticed too, and your master.
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conversations: human
conversations:  The Red Sands blow across the rocky landscape....
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conversations: human
conversations:  The young Human man just smirked a little at the Naga as the creature was easily dismissed by the man he called master. With the odd snake-thing out of the way, the black-robed Illusionist stepped into the Conquest Room, his head bowed slightly in respect for the Red Wizard whom had been training him. One thing he learnt at a young age was to always show respect for those better than you, and his master was certainly one of those people.
  
  " Master, I have fulfilled your order to attend this room. What do you require of me this day? "
  
   
   Spoiler 
  OOC - Apologies. Been running the fiancee to the hospital for tests the past few days... very, very busy!
   
conversations: KhaineGB:
conversations: human
conversations:  Red Wizard Mosonund Ibrahemeya  nods as you enter the Conquest Room.  With a wave of his left hand, the door closes behind you and is covered by an illusion to look like just another part of the wall.  The Conquest Room is filled with bookshelfs, scrollshelfs, tables, maps and weapons along the walls.  The center of the room is dominated by a huge wooden table that shows a large animated illusion of the Ibrahemeya lands.
  
   "Wine?"   Mosonund says as he points to a floating sliver tray with a small wooden barrel and four silver cups.  Mosonund himself takes a cup and fills it with some of the chilled wine.  Mosonund is an middle aged dark skinned Mulan male human. who wears bright red robes(of course).
  
   "I have a problem."  he says as he drinks the cup of wine.   "There is a Night Path on my lands, as we are close to the border of Aglarond.    I never gave it much thought.  Only a handful of slaves escape by it, and there is something to be said for giving the hopeless hope.  I've sent a couple of gnoll hunters after the path and it's guides, but not much else." 
   "Until three nights ago.  I had made a temporary trade with another Red Wizard for a slave courtesan.  And before I could even touch her, she slipped away on that blasted Night Path."   
   "They seem to have protection from scrying and such.  So, I sent a Red Wizard thrall immediately, but she failed.  I sent another the next day and he failed as well.  Both are now dead.  It would seem the path guides have some means to detect Red Wizards." 
   "And that is where you come in.  Your not yet a Red Wizard.  And better, as an illusionist and even more a user of shadow magic, you don't stand out as a typical fireball hurling Red Wizard.  Your task is direct enough: find the Night Path and destroy it." 
conversations: GoddessSune:
conversations: human
conversations:  The Red Sands blow across the rocky landscape....
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conversations: human
conversations:  Even though it was only a fairly simple illusion, Ibreich was somehow impressed with how his master had made the door blend with the wall. The floating tray was noticed, and the young apprentice considered his options for a moment. Drinking wine before something important wouldn't be wise, declining the invitation could be even worse. " I'll just have a small one... I need to keep a clear head, thank you. " The apprentice poured himself half of what the master took, taking a sip from the glass as he listened.
  
  The Night Path was something the young man had only heard whispers of, and long since assumed it was nothing more than a fairy tale to give slaves hope. Hearing that it actually existed was more than a little worrying. " Huh... the owned should respect their masters... not use the gift of Shar to slip away and undermine the Red Wizards. " Another sip taken from the wine. This request was important, and Ibreich fully understood why his master had decided he'd be the one to find out what was happening.
  
  It was true... he wasn't a Red Wizard, nor was he particularly adept at using offensive magics. Such things were not beyond him, they were just exceptionally difficult and not worth the extra effort. Illusions were often much more practical. " Do you have any leads for me at all? Any particular spot that slaves disappear from? Or even any that are talking about using this Night Path? Oh... and do you want me to finish my scroll scribing before I start the investigation, or shall I make this my priority? "
  
  Even though Ibreich was pretty sure he'd be told to make this a priority, it was always best to ask.
conversations: KhaineGB:
conversations: human
conversations:  Red Wizard Mosonund Ibrahemeya  "I don't know very much more then I said.  I'd suggest you talk to the gnoll hunters, they are the real experts.  They might have failed, but they must know something.  Ker'Fur is one of my best senior hunters, and he has been adjusted, start with him.
  
  It should go without saying that this task takes priority.
  
  See my senechal, Jaumaios, should you need anything.  And don't fail me!"    He then turns away from you, not looking at anything really.
conversations: GoddessSune:
conversations: human
conversations:  " Very well, Master. "
  
  Failure really wasn't an option, which Ibreich already knew. He put the mostly-empty wine glass back where he'd found it and promptly wandered back towards his room. He would need to collect a few items ready for the journey. The scrolls he'd been working on were all packaged individually, ready for collection by one of the Master's servants. Admittedly he'd not finished the alotted work, but this was much more important. Once he'd managed to gather together his backpack and a couple of weapons, it was time to go and find Jaumaios.
  
  Ibreich needed to know where to find the gnoll hunters, specifically Ker'Fur.
conversations: KhaineGB:
conversations: human
conversations:  Jaumaios, the senechal, is easy enough to find as he does countless tasks all over the estate.  You eventually find him sitting at a small table going over a stack of scrolls.  He spots you and stops what he is doing.
  
  Jaumaios is a middle aged human in a brown robe.  He is hairless as far as you can see.  A tattoo of blank scroll covers most of his forehead.
  
   "Ah, I was told you would be coming.  What can I do for you?" 
conversations: GoddessSune:
conversations: human
conversations:  The red sands blow across the landscape......  
conversations: GoddessSune:
conversations: human
conversations:  The young man inclined his head slightly as a mark of respect. Jaumaios was likely of a higher rank than the Ibreich, and thus such an action was prudent to ensure his survival. The first order of business would be to try and find this Gnoll Hunter, but maybe this man could provide a little insight into what the slaves were doing. He worked all over the place, so there was always a chance that he'd heard some whispers. Probably unlikely given that slaves didn't usually talk too much around anyone that appeared to be a Red Wizard, but it was still a possibility.
  
  " Thank you for seeing me. I'm told you might know where Ker'Fur is? You haven't happened to overhear any conversations between the slaves at all have you? Discussing something called the Night Path? "
conversations: KhaineGB:
conversations: human
conversations:  Jaumaios   "Yes. Ker'Fur is just down the hill waiting in a tent.  Lidka will guide you."   he reaches over and rings a bell on his desk and a young human female in tight brown clothing  and a bald head.
  
   "I don't talk much to slaves, or even have a chance to overhear what they say.  You'd be better off talking to the slaves yourself.  Or the slave handlers.
  
  I first found out about the Night Path four years ago.  Slave Master Krolon informed me about it.  I did my duty and made a report to lord Ibrahemeya.  And did not give it much thought after that."
  
  That bag is for you."  He points to a sack on the table.
  
   Sack  
   Spoiler 
  Five potions of healing, wand of monster summoning I (22 charges), everfull water skin, pouch of everfull trail mix
   
conversations: GoddessSune:
conversations: human
conversations:  The red sands blow across the land........  
conversations: GoddessSune:
conversations: human
conversations:  Orc saves: (1d20+3)[ 4 ] ,  (1d20+3)[ 13 ] ,  (1d20+3)[ 8 ] ,  (1d20+3)[ 4 ] 
  
  Corvan shoots:   (1d20+7)[ 8 ]   and damage  (1d6+6)[ 8 ] 
  
  
  Initiative:Orcs- (1d20+1)[ 10 ]   Corvan:  (1d20+6)[ 12 ] 
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