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[Rellik]

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As Rellik rode through the town of Vesper he noticed so many citizens roaming the streets the sick.

He rode quikly back to the portal that would take him back to the Hall that he called home. Thinking back to the past Regency meeting when a man made a threat that was taken lightly.

Another fool. Rellik thought to himself at the meeting. But now it seems this madman had held up to his words of releaseing this plague. The very nature of the wounds that had been seen on the citizens seemed so familiar.

Rellik entered the portal and made his way to the Hall. Rellik rushed past two of the guards standing at the doors and up to the vault. As he stood before the doors of the vault he began to chant mystical words of power.


As the doors of the vault began to glow abit and open slowly, Rellik quikly entered the vault. As Rellik entered the room he began to speak more words of mystic power and the doors closed.

Rellik turned to the archives and began to hastily search for a particular archive. He grabbed archive after archive dismissing one after another. Rellik placed seven archives upon his desk. Each archive as thick as a board of wood.

As he turned from the archives he sat down at the desk and began to read.
If this is wrote amongst these archives I shall find it. The ancient elders of the past will not forsaken all of us..

[Rellik]

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Rellik's belly ached for it had been a week since he locked himself in the vault.His eyes yearned to shut for rest. He had read over almost 18 diffrent archives,and none had possessed the knowledge he seeked.

He stood to stretch his legs. As he stood the cracking of his bones could be heard for he had not stood in some time. He began to pace around the small vault.

How can it not be here he says to himself, while he slowly strokes his chin..


As he paced around in the vault Rellik paused for a moment. He began to look once again through the archive books. More slowly and more determined this time not to be so hasty in his judgements of each archive. As he looked over each one and passed it back to the shelf it belonged he notices one that he did not see before..

Could this be the archive he searched for? Would this be the savior to the people of Vesper? Only time would tell..


Rellik brushed the other archives off of the desk and onto the floor as his eyes were not leaving the text before him. He opened the archive and began to read the text to himself.

[Rellik]

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Rellik read over the archive slowly not to misinterpret a single word. As he came to the ending of the archive Rellik raised his head with a smile.

He stood swiftly and closed the archive that he was studying. Rellik turned and faced the doors of the vault and raised his hands while chanting mystical words. The doors began to lightly glow and he quikly walked out and faced the doors once again. He again chanted the words and the doors closed behind him.

Rellik raced to his study looking for parchment, quill, and ink...

"I do hope he is able to do this for I will be in his debt." He stated to himself as he began to write on to the parchment..

Rellik soon realized something was not right in his study, there was something there that did not belong. As he scanned over the room he noticed a bag along with a letter from Arwen. Rellik picked up the letter and began to read.




Milord Rellik

These are some of the things you asked me to gather for you before you entered the vault. I fear the situation in Vesper has became far worst than you had last seen with your own very eyes.

Arwen



Rellik quikly grabbed up the sack and took the parchment in which he wrote upon and walked to the front of the Hall.. He looked to a guard at the Hall and called him toward him.. "Send word to the alchemist that visits this Hall and give him this parchment and sack."

The guard looked surprised by Relliks request but only lowered his head and bowed slightly..

Rellik turned and began to walk back up the stairs..