Attack of the Mage.

[Firechicken]

Silly legion fools the lot of ‘em. These where the thoughts going through he mind during the battle at Port A she laughed as Hank her death knight slaughtered the port guards. Laughed at the power that she had gotten from her lord Bane and aimed that power at legion running her way killing them all to please her Lord by spreading fear to the port and all who lived in it.

She laughed to her self as her symbol did its magic taking her to the nexus looked at the dozens of dead legion everywhere laughing to her self as she reported what had happened twisting a few words here or there so not to get beat again. The last thought before she left was “Maybe next time they wont be so rude.”

[DM_Acorn]

The already destitute port seems to have suffered another set back. Reports and rumors begin to circulate. Foulbreath was struck down. That the dead assaulted the port. A masked mage rained down fire and destruction. Sorcerers from beyond the grave attacked the port. "It was a Lich, sure as the sea is wet" one mariner claims.

There are few that say they saw the assault first hand. Those that do happen mention that they were there, are quickly taken into legion custody. Foulbreath was tended by a Clinicus and has returned to his shop. If asked he will boldly claim that, "no gud fer nothin' nare-do-well wull keep 'imself frum workin' da forge." though unease is clearly seen in his demeanor. A Clinicus and a Praetorian remain near by. Though there are a few new faces the Legions presence seems to be back in full.

[Firechicken]

The masked mage sits in her room at the nexus laughing as Tojan tells her the story's and the reports. "Soon they will learn the power that we hold my friend and then they will bend their knees for only Him." The mage laughs asking to be told the story again "A Lich eh? Now wouldn't that be nice."

[Doubtful]

"I swear this land is beset with Cyricists Kalvin. It's the only explanation."

Clinicus Hobbs strolls through the streets, asking polite but pointed questions of the various port citizens.

"Massacring a bunch of soldiers, setting fire to houses and dealing out murder. It's the Mad Gods work and nothing else. Just our bloody luck to have to deal with that sort of lunatic as well as groups like the bloody Black Hand."

"You never know sir, the Black Hand might deal with the Cyricists. Not exactly best buddies that lot."

"Let's hope we find who did it before them then Kalvin, don't want to be giving that bunch of horrors any more strength in peoples eyes. Now, send runners to the city for more reinforcements, and get a few rollers out of the Triumvirate as well. Undead's their thing. Can't let this place get anymore run down, it's the only bloody deep water port we've got."

"Sir."

"Have a word with Blackwater as well, see if they fancy sending a group down, Exigo stand to loose as much as anyone if this port is lost, an open 5000 stagg reward for the mages head ought to help."

[DM_Acorn]

**Gentle reminder**

((((All Players involved, use only IG information. We all know you can see the player name, but this does not assume the player is not disguised altered or in some way not recognizable. Folks cannot transition while polymorphed/disguised please note this and act accordingly. Use tells if unsure. Get the story straight before you act. ))))

[Firechicken]

"Here we go again" The masked mage thinks to herself standing over a camp of dead legion blood everywhere part of them laying all around her cut from blade and blasted from magic.

She was talking to a dwarf her new found friend when the young legion man walked up she could see the weakness in his eyes she saw how afraid he was when he said for her to stop and wait for his backup.

Everything was going good till the man leading the group of men started being rude. "I'm warning you dont touch me or you will pay." She gave them the warning trying to spare the others she was tired she didn't want a fight but she knew it was coming. "Bind her!" That where his last words it started with Tojan flying out of no where and attacking the young man who stopped the mage. She jumped back casting one spell disappearing from sight and calling for Hank. "Kill them ALL of them." She yelled to hank as he slaughter them she sat in the background watching the blood and body parts spray and fly everywhere. Everything was going great until after all where dead and he appeared "I wish to know the name of those who I am about to kill" He said to her. She grinned under her hood "Not this time this time you die." She yelled as she cast bigbys darkest spell and laughed as the Left Hand cried out in pain and died a painful death. "I win." She said

[DM_Acorn]

"That masked mage bitch!" The fist of the Commander crashes to the table for emphasis. "What are the Hands doing? More of our men dead at the hand of this mad wench. This cannot stand. She will burn for this, mark my words." His tirade ends and his eyes pierce the young page quaking in front of his desk.

"Speak boy!" he shouts.

"The hands have had to resort to more powerful divinations sir. I am told it is not such a simple matter." The page nervously adjusts his collar. "They told me it is only a matter of time. They suspect her erratic behavior will cause her to make a mistake."

"Blast all Hellfire and Damnation! One of theirs is dead lad and they are waiting for a mistake! Tell them if they can't figure it out I will go the the Enclave and see if they can get results."

The page's face goes shock white.

"Bah," the commander continues. "You can't very well tell them that lad. But I can." He gets up and gathers his personal effects, dismissing the page as he heads for Mirakus."