The letter is upon fine parchment, unsealed, unfolded lying face up on the Ul'Saruk's desk in the Melee Magthere. It bears the insignia of the Temple of Lolth of Edonil.

It was delivered by 52 in his usual quick and efficient manner.

Ul'Saruk,

The Melee Magthere needs shackles and cages made available.

Lolth tlu Malla,
Ul'ath'tallar Nizzre'tyne

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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."

Zeketh'ryn would look over the letter and after reviewing and checking over the various logistics would send a number of students runningto various locations to retrieve the required necessities to begin properly outfitting the Magthere.

*Auen grunts and heads toward a forge already drawing his hammers*

About how many do we need?

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Braller Thunderbeard: The Dwarven mini-Jesus with a porn star name. Blasphemous.
Dante: "He is likely to heal you as he is likely to smite you."

"Two cages and perhaps three sets of shackles to be secured to floor. All of which WILL be made to contain at least the brute strength of any creature we may wish to secure."

Tossing his armour onto the desk in his office he begins to collect up his forging equipment.

"I will have word spread in the magthere that any with spare time and any skill at all should commit to helping in this effort."

And with that Zeketh'ryn set off to start many long hours at the forge.


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