<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/67/69/53/676953fdd949f342ae05c150a338c158.jpg)</div>RAYMOND WILDER | WIZARD | PL1<br/>HP: 12 | AC : 12 | Active Perception: 9<br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1910565)<br/><br/>"I shouldn't say," Wilder said in an excited hushed tone.   "But I cannot resist.  Oh, I cannot contain myself.  My fingers are tingling.  Look at my fingers."  He showed Kumina his fingers, but it was not evident that they were tingling.<br/><br/>"We are going to --"  A thought just cut off his Wilder's sentence.  He became considerably upset as he glared at Kumina.   "We are going to do that thing that I have been talking about for years now, Kumina.  We are going to<em>explore</em>the Stolen Lands.  Haven't you been listening?  It's been my life's ambition ever since I was a little boy.  I must have mentioned it to you like a hundred times before."<br/><br/>** Meanwhile **<br/><br/>Mana, a footman approaches.  He stares at you for a moment, then at the work of art.<br/><br/>"A forgery," he said.   "But well done.  The Lord Mayor paid a considerable sum for it, but it was only after he purchased it that he learned of its clouded origin."  He sighed, shook his head, and then gestured towards the hallway:<br/><br/>"Please do follow me," he said.   "Mr. Wilder awaits you in the Feast Hall."<br/><br/>The footman led Mana to the feast room.