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Impazaeal
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Date Posted: 10/ 5/04 10:51:09pm Tue
" There is no need to search for my ladies. I am always there when a damsal in distress requires the touch of Impazaeal, Lord of Secrets. " Came the sly voice right behide the girl he met in the town market.
The Choir shouted, briefly in their minds, but it was simply a mental game. He wanted to see, briefly, how much fear was truly in the silly musical incantations of a dead being.
Covered in a dark shroud, his drow face evident as was his large, Forgotten like ebon wings that seemed to envelope the entire room into gloom as they slowly folded behide his back, the feathers rustling like velvet.
On second look, the image wavered, a projection. Showing himself still within the plane, however the mystical path Tyrsis peered down to find him only wavered and gained mirrors of themselves, showing a infinite amount of paths to choose to find Impazaeal.
and None of them were the right ones. Divinations to find his location were neigh impossible, thanks to a few trinkets hanging off his necklace.
" It is your turn, Forgottens, the storm will last one more day, then it will, once again, be my turn. " He said, his voice empty of any form of haterd or malice as the projection collapsed into a small piece of parchment.
On it, were the words...
Hide & Seek
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