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sleeping roll, some more rope to add to what you already brought, a small knife, and a walking stick." Rancoth said.
"Hmm, we might need anotherr waterr flask, but that'll do I think." Dorbin said, twisting his fingers around the braid below his chin as he thought.
"Well, what about food?" Rancoth wondered, knowing full well that the little mans appetite far exceeded his stature.
"Eh we'll hunt and forrage along the way. It'll be good forr you to live off o' the land."
Rancoth cocked his head and looked at his friend for a moment. "If you say so, I guess. Now there's only one thing left to do."
"Oh yeah. What's that?" Dorbin asked.
"We need to let Grecrum know we are ready to go, and I have to inform Karakas that I won't be making my lessons for a while."
Dorbin's eyes opened in surprise. "What? I thought you werre done with lessons!"
Rancoth chuckled. "I'm done with your lessons, my friend, but I still have much to learn about my arcane talents."
Dorbin simply grunted in response, he then picked his rucksack up off of Rancoth's large soft bed. He shook his head as he looked around the room. "You know that Grrecrrum has always wanted to make yourr life an easy one. On the otherr hand, I firrmly believe that a harrd life makes forr good charracterr. The task ahead isn't going to be as easy as you think. Arre you surre you'rre rready forr this?"
"I guess you'll be there to find out. Let's go!" Rancoth exclaimed, gathering his own travel items and patting his short old friend on the top of his bald head.
Dorbin offered a hearty growl in return, and walked out of the room. It was still relatively early in the morning, but the sun was already well past the horizon. Consequently, as Dorbin and Rancoth came out from behind the Arch Mage's dais they came upon a room filled with people.
Some were standing in line on the long white and gold carpet. Others were waiting their turn by gazing out the windows, or in little groups chatting amongst themselves. Rancoth had no idea how many were there, but if he had to venture a guess it was close to a hundred or more.
Rancoth and Dorbin were slightly behind Grecrum but they could see him in his chair, addressing a woman who was demanding to know why she had been suspended from practicing her illusionary arts within city limits.
"Because, madam, when you trick a married man into believing that you are his wife, and then engage him in marital bliss it disrupts the order of things. You are summarily dismissed." Grecrum said, waving her off.
The woman hung her head, and turned to leave.
Grecrum noticed Rancoth and Dorbin behind him, and said, “I will be taking a short recess." As he stood, the whole room went instantaneously and eerily silent.
Every eye turned and ear strained to see what the Arch Mage was about to say. "I have a private matter to attend to." Grecrum turned to the two men waiting behind him and motioned them to follow as he went around to his private audience chamber.
Grecrum perched himself on the edge of his desk, and wasted no time once all three men were in the room together. "Well, it appears as though you two are ready to go. I must admit that was faster than I expected. Though not all together a surprise." He looked appraisingly at Rancoth before continuing. "Are you sure this is how you want to go about doing this? Adroman could be here in the blink of an eye."
Rancoth put on his best confident smile, "I am certain. We will leave right after I go see Karakas."
"That won't be necessary, I've already informed him that you will be indisposed for a while and won't be making your lessons."
Rancoth shrugged. "I appreciate that, but I must see him still. I have a question that I need to ask him before we depart."
"As you wish, of course. I'm sure he will be pleased to see you at any rate. He has told me many times that your lessons are very rewarding, not only due to your aptitude as a pupil, but also the valuable insight your talent has provided him about
"Hmm, we might need anotherr waterr flask, but that'll do I think." Dorbin said, twisting his fingers around the braid below his chin as he thought.
"Well, what about food?" Rancoth wondered, knowing full well that the little mans appetite far exceeded his stature.
"Eh we'll hunt and forrage along the way. It'll be good forr you to live off o' the land."
Rancoth cocked his head and looked at his friend for a moment. "If you say so, I guess. Now there's only one thing left to do."
"Oh yeah. What's that?" Dorbin asked.
"We need to let Grecrum know we are ready to go, and I have to inform Karakas that I won't be making my lessons for a while."
Dorbin's eyes opened in surprise. "What? I thought you werre done with lessons!"
Rancoth chuckled. "I'm done with your lessons, my friend, but I still have much to learn about my arcane talents."
Dorbin simply grunted in response, he then picked his rucksack up off of Rancoth's large soft bed. He shook his head as he looked around the room. "You know that Grrecrrum has always wanted to make yourr life an easy one. On the otherr hand, I firrmly believe that a harrd life makes forr good charracterr. The task ahead isn't going to be as easy as you think. Arre you surre you'rre rready forr this?"
"I guess you'll be there to find out. Let's go!" Rancoth exclaimed, gathering his own travel items and patting his short old friend on the top of his bald head.
Dorbin offered a hearty growl in return, and walked out of the room. It was still relatively early in the morning, but the sun was already well past the horizon. Consequently, as Dorbin and Rancoth came out from behind the Arch Mage's dais they came upon a room filled with people.
Some were standing in line on the long white and gold carpet. Others were waiting their turn by gazing out the windows, or in little groups chatting amongst themselves. Rancoth had no idea how many were there, but if he had to venture a guess it was close to a hundred or more.
Rancoth and Dorbin were slightly behind Grecrum but they could see him in his chair, addressing a woman who was demanding to know why she had been suspended from practicing her illusionary arts within city limits.
"Because, madam, when you trick a married man into believing that you are his wife, and then engage him in marital bliss it disrupts the order of things. You are summarily dismissed." Grecrum said, waving her off.
The woman hung her head, and turned to leave.
Grecrum noticed Rancoth and Dorbin behind him, and said, “I will be taking a short recess." As he stood, the whole room went instantaneously and eerily silent.
Every eye turned and ear strained to see what the Arch Mage was about to say. "I have a private matter to attend to." Grecrum turned to the two men waiting behind him and motioned them to follow as he went around to his private audience chamber.
Grecrum perched himself on the edge of his desk, and wasted no time once all three men were in the room together. "Well, it appears as though you two are ready to go. I must admit that was faster than I expected. Though not all together a surprise." He looked appraisingly at Rancoth before continuing. "Are you sure this is how you want to go about doing this? Adroman could be here in the blink of an eye."
Rancoth put on his best confident smile, "I am certain. We will leave right after I go see Karakas."
"That won't be necessary, I've already informed him that you will be indisposed for a while and won't be making your lessons."
Rancoth shrugged. "I appreciate that, but I must see him still. I have a question that I need to ask him before we depart."
"As you wish, of course. I'm sure he will be pleased to see you at any rate. He has told me many times that your lessons are very rewarding, not only due to your aptitude as a pupil, but also the valuable insight your talent has provided him about
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