The next day I awoke refreshed and alone and sad for it I should have paid twenty gold pieces to have Hollyella stay the night but then again who was I kidding I did not what her or anyone I cared or might ever care for any near my current group of companions. No Hollyella would remain my little secret for in truth she was to delectable to be shared with the likes of my stale companions.
What has woken me was a knock at my door and so I rose hoping that if I was lucky it might very well be Hollyella returning to tell me she forgot something and if only I could be so lucky. No what I had hoped to be a blessing from Hanali Celanil the Elven Goddess of Love was actually none other than Arrol. To make a long story short it perhaps it was a sheep in wolves clothing but honestly since when he arrived I was not even wearing any clothing who was I to judge. I had offered to let him come in if he wished to see me but he declined and asked me to change first so I reluctantly closed the door and dressed in typical black attire.
He had entered and informed me that like myself he had reason to celebrate he was now a Wizard and while Lord Z it seemed had taught him the basics he needed more experienced personal assistance. Now while I was of course suspicions I mean how could I not be but the five thousand gold pieces he handed me to seal the deal allowed me to look the other way and continue to actually for I could totally understand someone’s desire to grow in power. So in exchange for the more then generous payment and an additional three thousand gold I was more than not even care where the money came from to assist him in acquiring the necessary components to fill his Spellbook we had a deal. In exchange I would aid him in learning all of Wizard Spells of the first circle that he wished to learn.
He had left and I truly felt if I was not going to see Hollyella today then I could deal with it for I had some shopping to do. First of course I would have to head downstairs and meet up the group and make our way to the obscure Sage who had sponsored our little expedition and would wish to see the illustrated map I had produced. So I spend an hour finishing my work and when I was satisfied with my results I headed down for breakfast and perhaps even a cup of coffee.
Arrol, Bolora, Falcon and I headed out to meet the Sage and he was only willing to offer us seventy five gold pieces for an incomplete map and Arrol of course suddenly threw a fit and stormed out. I of course as I still had the map was unwilling to just give up on the whole enterprise and due to Arnold’s antics the price had been lowered to sixty five gold pieces. I did my best to smooth over the situation and even showed him the quality of my work and as far as I was concerned we left on good terms. Other than he really had no information to offer me.
It seemed that Falcon had been busy had had accompanied Donavan to the Mystra the night before but was at our side in the morning without the Tyr Sword or for that matter Donavan. Falcon informed us that Donovan would be spending some time at the Mystra Temple which was just fine by me actually. So we headed back to the Safe Haven in to relax after our harrowing last few days.
The night passed evenly and I spent the night alone while I took the time to catch up my journal which I will admit is actually a piece of work as it is written in three languages as well as code. Savaras had decided long ago that keeping a journal was essential but one had to be careful lest all of one’s thoughts become common knowledge far too easily. So my journal is written in Aragrakh the Old high wyrm tongue, Loross noble Netherese tongue, and finally Seldruin the language of Elven high magic now someone literate in Draconic stands a chance of figuring out some of it but good luck finding a Moon or Sun elf who actually speaks Seldruin.
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