999, 5th of Aryth 12th bell Corridor heading to the east wing of Fairhold Fairhaven, capital of Aundair Salamanthar strode quickly on his way back to the Ministry of Justice. His stomach turning with either Jack’s information or all the grape juice he had drank. Arrah for all of her ten feet moved gracefully behind and off to one side of him. To Salamanthar’s immediate right sauntered Arigar. Behind them came Doltar and Rijkert at a more leisurely pace. Taking ...
999, 5th of Aryth 11th bell Salamanthar’s Office - Ministry of Magic Fairhaven, capital of Aundair “So I see your Warlord Adal has to keep up my Warlord Darro.” commented Baron Delgado McLoud de Vasquez de la Penna, also known as Jack. Who sat in Salamanthar’s office sipping grape juice which had horribly stained his handle bar mustache purple. “Pardon – I do not follow you Jack.” Salamanthar was doing his best to not break into his huge customary grin when ...
Updated 04-01-2010 at 07:47 PM by cigamnogard
999, 5th of Aryth shortly after 10th bell Offices of the Ministry of Justice Fairhaven, capital of Aundair Salamanthar felt his stomach muscles clench up as if he had just encountered a bully from his old days at pre-magical school. He knew instinctively the baron could be an extremely useful friend or a very powerful enemy. Almost to prove his train of thought Salamanthar watched as Baron Delagdo de Vasquez de la Penna, also known as Jack, took total control of the ...
Updated 03-31-2010 at 07:44 PM by cigamnogard
999, 5th of Aryth almost 10th bell Courts of Justice – the east wing of Fairhold Fairhaven, capital of Aundair Salamanthar reviewed the promised reports, done as soon as ‘elfishly’ possible, then made his way to the massive east wing of the castle of Fairhold. His entourage fell into military order behind him with Arrah in the formation the cadence reverberated down the corridors. As they moved closer to the main Ministry of Justice division Salamanthar spotted a ...
Updated 03-31-2010 at 03:55 PM by cigamnogard
999, 5th of Aryth 7th bell Ministry of Magic Fairhaven, capital of Aundair Salamanthar rested his head on the coolness of his livewood desk. His self inflicted headache throbbed with every beat of his fire-elf heart. Last night after the debacle at the warehouse he had returned to his quarters to discover a parcel from nearby Passage. The handwriting was clearly that of his gnome friend Francis Ulysses Calvin Kyle the IV even though it only contained one word – congratulations! ...
Updated 03-28-2010 at 05:22 PM by cigamnogard
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