*A set of fine dark robes of velvet and silk sit upon a man of great understanding and power as he moves about Tarkuul. His robes say as he walks with purpose in his hand a few pieces of hand copied parchment, venturing first to the library this dark robed wizard places one near the entrance so that all might see, an second to the Magistarium Mortis were he places on by the entrance*
*If you seek to contact me leave word upon this notice, or seek myself out, a clever man would have all he requires to locate me*