Stepping through the portal he looks down into his journal and smiles to himself as if he had just won a game of cards. It had worked, he had passed.
Closing the journal with one hand the heavily armoured figure makes his way into the town leaving deep footprints in the sand.
Coming to Tarkuul is one of the steps to gain the knowledge he seeks. It is just a matter of unlocking them...

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Life should be prolonged only when it serves the greater cause of the death of the world.

Should he pass by the Temple of the Vaunted he would see what looks like a pale, dark haired woman sweeping the steps. A whip hanging at her side that for the moment is of little use in getting this chore done.

At the top of the steps to one side sits another woman in armor accented in lavender. Her ankles crossed and legs outstretched in a relaxed manner. She has fiery red hair that is neat and bobbed just below her chin and bright blue eyes that follow him as he passes. Should he look in her direction she would smile and lift up a fine tea cup in a toasting motion by way of a greeting.

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Ari'aerath Dlues'athsha ~ Silver Singer with the Bow of the Sun
Clarette Feohn ~ Magic is Art.
Victoria Marrs ~ "I have an herb for that."

A young drowess is in the Portal Chamber, and she greets the human pleasantly enough, saying her name is Irae'arra, and that any questions can be directed to her. She also offers a book of the Laws (pm me if you want to meet iG to get it!)

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Aly'dra Zau'ana: Priestessish Of Eilistraee
Danika Nefzen: Druid of the Earthmother
Delia Am'Anodel: Paladin of Torm

A man garbed in guards plate stands militant beside the City gate.. should the man come close the Captain would nod to him politely dipping his bleached helm and offer any assistance in the mans stay in the City. Otherwise he would return to his stance, unmovable.

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User: CircusOfTheDamned

Taking note of the inhabitants of the city he heads for the building holding the library. Approaching the door he places both hands and lays his entire weight on the door to push it open with power. Gazing in he examines all the bookshelfs and walks inside. Their words shall be his and the knowledge they hold he will translate into power.

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Life should be prolonged only when it serves the greater cause of the death of the world.