To Whom It May Concern. Permit Request-Law Regarding Necromatic Animation

[Arlock Starwind]

To the city hall of Port Avanthyr:


I do hope you forward this to sundren city if needed. My name is Arlock Starwind I come to you from Thay. I have left this with some of your advisors for you to read or forward if needed. I am a Wizard and Researcher of Necrology. I am requesting a permit to continue my study. I assure you I will not interfere with city-state affairs with my actions as for my goal I do hope we can keep private for obvious reasons.

My research is perfectly within law- life, death, and thereafter. Aside from the ban on raising the deceased. I am not currently interested within that peticular field but it may be included in future study, as far as possible experiments i highly assume it will not be required but the possibility exists. Thus the reason for the permit.

Intentions on my behalf are stictly for the study of such thing the onle reason of use is self-potection of my research all other use I will assume full responsibility and take all accounts of punishment. If necassary i am willing to make a small State contribution of 2000 gold sent directly to the necassary reader for purposes of use determined by reader saw fit to better the sundren community. if at all possible please contact the master watchmen in sundren. I am currently his employ to rid the sew.. err Storm Water Canals of minor pests and he will know where to contact me if necassary.

Thank you for your time and swift responce: Arlock Starwind

[Arlock Starwind]

*Arlock steps into the Sundren city library after stopping by Echigo Trading Post and buying scrolls(non-magical) ink and paper. sits at a desk for several hours making copies of a single letter for a single purpose*

On the account that my previous letter has not be responded to I am taking more drastic measures of severity to ensure that I am properly addressed and accounted for by all parties and issues. My name is Arlock sStarwinds, I am from Thay and yes I am a Necromancer. I conduct my buisness like any other and my services are as good as anyones.

I don't know if my letter simple got lost was thrown away (as I have seen the officer in charge of the port i arrived in do so no names required) or simple was left aside not knowing how to be approached. well no more will i sit by waiting for you to decide how to *DEAL* with me i am taking actions to force you to make a decision and quickly.

I announce that once a week a letter will be delived to Every member of the Sundren City's Council requesting a permit for myself will be delivered. Either A reponce is given or the letters will continue and I can be A VERY persuasive person.

Again a sum of Two thousand gold will be delivered as a donation to the city to anyone of the power to do so that allows me the right to perform Necromatic Animation for Study and Research for the sake of seeeking information long lost and increasingly desired or needed.


OOC: this is not meant for a threat to DM's i encourage the time needed to ready and event or privet rp session this is strictly in-game performance played out in the forums and purpose of providing suspence and drama to a situation. thank you and good day.

[Phantom Lamb]

A city clerk opens the letter after Arlock delivers it. He scratches his head.

"Is he making threats or something? I don't get it. Sir, is there a law against necromancy?"

A soldier next to him replies, "Necromancy? That guy peddlin' corpses? Well, not so long as he leaves the dead alone. You know, raisin' skeletal soldiers, makin' zombies, the like... that's a crime. Mages say there's some of them spells what ain't evil. No specific laws, naw. But if he comes back, take down his description and keep an eye on him. I don't believe them necromancers--he'll be diggin' up corpses in a week, and that IS against the law."

"He wants a permit, sir," says the clerk.

"Pffft. For what? For abiding by the law? We don't just make up permits out of thin air. If he asks again, find out what god he follows. Get him registered if it's some evil no-goodnick god like Ba... I mean... well, just tell him we don't got a permit for that." He catches his tongue as he speaks the god's name, looking around to make sure he's not being overheard.

"One more thing, sir. He says he's a Thayan," says the clerk.

"Well, if he ain't wearin' red robes, I don't give a lick," says the soldier.

[Arlock Starwind]

"Arlock running franticly around town barly stoping to catch his breath knowing that if he dosent act soon that trouble is going to catch up. he gathers his scroll(non-magical), ink, and quills from the other day knowing full well it hasent been a week yet but at this point time is not an ally."

Dear city council i understand I might not have been the most descriptive on what I am after but lies and deception are at an end I will get down to what is desired and required. Arlock sSatarwinds wizard of thay is formerly requsting city permission to perform an act that is curently under law.. illegal. i Quote-

• Regarding Necromantic Animation

Necromantic Animation is defined as the raising of spirits, bodies, or outsider presences through necromantic magics. Unless authorized in writing from the government for the purpose of research or criminal investigation, necromantic animation is unlawful in all of Sundren.

The fact of the matter is that there is a single person I desire to raise as undead. He is and will be a willing participent of a structured experiment and all I ask is the permision to do so.

Some of the local Red Blades are currently being brought to light of attempts on my life. Due to reasons beyond my control I believe it will not be the last either. I am atempting to reanimate a future dead body to allow myself to become a more able person for protection of the state and I promice no innocent bystanders will be harmed during this exersise. Nor will any (body snaching) take place.

I understand that I stated I would write once a week but again matters beyond my control have forces my actions to hasten to some degree of frantic pace. Precautions are being brought up to speed to ensure safty and reliability for all matters concerning my ideals and thought of this matter. As for outside parties wishing harmful things to occure to me I cannot be held responcible for my self defence. All life deserves to use whatever means to survive no matter what the cost. This may be alien to you but I assure you I have tried all other avenues of possible outcomes and I am not satisfied with the results.

If further information is required i will be forthright in responce and sincerity on all matters of the stated issue. I hope privecy is upheld during this period. I will make daily visits to seek responces.

[Phantom Lamb]

The soldiers are clearly beginning to recognize Arlock at this point. Some cast hateful glances his way; others, fearful. He would note, at this point, that full attention has been brought his way from the Legion.

After he delivers this final request, a soldier bars his way to briefly have a chat.

"Hey, you, Thayan. Yeah, you. It don't matter how many letters you write--the law is the law. You and your kind, always pushin' an' pushin' till you get yer way, huh?

Well it ain't happenin'. No WAY you gonna be cursin' any of our good, honored dead to walk around all skelefied. It's the LAW, and you ain't changin' that.

Shit, I almost HOPE I catch you graverobbin'. I'd love to break you, I would. Love it...

*Spits* But I'm a soldier an' I uphold the law. So you go on, git, before I FIND some reason to arrest you. You don't want to find yerself on the other side of those bars there, believe you me. I hope them Red Blades got the gumpture to do what we can't do. Don't come lookin' to us fer help, with them practices of yers. You better scamper off to yer buddies in the Enclave--they're all that would help ya."

He steps aside now to let Arlock pass. The other guards stare in shock at the grizzled veteran's tough words.

The veteran turns to them with a smirk. "You'll learn boys. He ain't got red robes."

[Arlock Starwind]

Arlock realises that the won't accept him until he proves them he is willing to accept the law and what is will do. To accend to a position of power and respect Arlock has writen a letter to the Watchmaster in Sundren for the sole purpose of securing trust.

Arlock pulls a rat out of his poket in the ally behind the Watch Barracks: "Mala now listen to me i am tieing a note to your tail. You have to make sure it gets in the Watchmaster's personal desk without anyone seeing ok?

(Mala squeeks and Arlocks follows with a slight downward glance as he lets Mala slip in though a barred window) Meet me back here when it's done.

"The note reads"
Dear Watchmaster i am sure you are wondering how this apeared in your desk. Thats not the issue you should be addresing, instead it should be why it is. I am Arlock sStarwinds and you have a problem. As it appears rumors of A Necromatic cult in the Necropolic has been disturning the legion and it's dead. I am A capable Necromancer and might have the oportunity to infiltrate this cult. Providing the Whatch with inside information allowing you to strike much more effectivly ageinst them.

I apoligise for the odd way i have chosen to contact you about this if I am to put my life in danger I want this information to go to as few people as possible. If you accept I will be close to the whatch building all day just send someone to collect me. As for the payment of doing this all I ask for is the right to pursue my research in new areas. On willing applicants only of course.

I understand full well the legion does not trust me. Understanding something diffrent can be difficult but I've not broken any of your laws Dosent everyone deserve a single chance to proove themselves?

Signed: Arlock sStarwinds