*fliars are posted in areas near Kampos, Wiltun, and Bendir Dale. The parchmentes easily stand out as being charcoal colored with gold lettering. They read:*

This is a call to all those interested in Kossuth and the ways of the Fire Lord. All are welcome, from the experienced follower to the journyman who merely shows interest. This is a chance for those with similar religious inclinations and spiritual interests to meet and get to learn more about one another. We will meet four days from now at Kampos, and from there head to a private lecture hall. Refreshements will include Red Crown wine.

-Arzira Phetoril, Khazark of the Thayvian Enclave

*Next to her signature, a gold outline of a three-tongued flame is stitched into the page*

// going to be on this coming Friday at 9:00 p.m. U.S. Central time for those interested

Taking note of this in a pass through the Dale, Tuomas nods and takes a note, moving on after.

- Anita. read this ? Red Crown wine, eh ?
- Yes Pauris. and now we have a reference... Kossuth and a name... Arzira.

He frowns and quickly proceeds to discuss with Hasmuth.

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Nana Anvilmar - Slower Talking, Faster Running
Lester, Jester, Chandler, Alchemister !
Pauris Sennemen de Laelith - Merchant (currently in Suzail, Cormyr)
Metzlitemoctzin - Payit slave, now freed from Silent's sadostyle of plotting !

*Nina reads excitedly up until she sees that they are Red Wizards.*
"Likely just a ton of Salamander followers... Hmm..."

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Eli Hodgewall <{/,~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~X
Sven <=={o===========>
Qeelak \ | / ,

*a brightly clad Hin with a large purple feather might be seen popping in and out of shadows...putting to flame all the fliers in Bendir Dale. Any close enough might hear a chuckle and a soft retort*

Well...us Hin folk be hospitable...sure enough..wha be'er way ter show respect than use'in fire to purify...as Kossuth'd a wanted.

*Each pile of cinder and ash was lovingly arranged in the shape of a Hin footprint*

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How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single
moment before starting to improve the world.

~Anne Frank

*Arzira passed by one of the notices, catching sight of the foot-print shaped ashes. She quickly scanned the board for the rest of her fliars, and as the realization of what had happend struck her, the pupils in her eyes immediately shrunk as her expression turned to one angry enough to crack a mirror.*

"Unacceptible!" Her aged voice shrieked. She quickly turned to search for the culprit.

::A missive is left upon the board in Bendir written in blended red and gold ink::

Arzira Phetoril,

Will your meeting be for Disciples of the Phoenix or those that are Disciples of the Salamander? 

Keep in mind we are a goodly town.  From the tales and rumors that circulate around here, all Red Wizard enclaves that have taken root here in the past have taken the decidedly evil route to power and embracement of acts such as slavery.  Know that such actions are simply something that clashes with the nature of our very being. This is the likely cause of the reactions left to your messages within the Dale.

As such acts occurred while I was off island, I can only judge your organization for what it has done to me personally before my coming here. To this end I wish you to know that any Witch hunts sponsored by the Red Wizards will be met with fire, and any participating in the hunting will dismay and delight as the Fire-lord renews them and purifies their hearts.

That aside, as a sister in devotion to Kossuth, I truly wish you luck in overcoming the stigma and reputation those that preceded you have created for your organization if your path and goals are actually different from your predecessors.

Inner warmth,
Nina Thorrow-Meadowlark
::a minor prestidigitation of a flickering flame sits just under the name::

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Eli Hodgewall <{/,~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~X
Sven <=={o===========>
Qeelak \ | / ,

In Bendir a little feminine figure stops and lifts up her goggles for a look-see. The absence of gray dust where the goggles had been makes her blue eyes brighter than usual. She claps her hands together sending puffs of gray dust up and out causing her to sneeze.

“I must find Enamm and Dak.” She says excitedly. “No doubt these are the type of folks who enjoy a nice game of fireball catch!”

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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."

Arzira notices nina's note and reads it several times over, her eyes betraying a motion of thoughfulness or contemplation on her otherwise stoic face. As she reads the line mentiong Enclave members being renewed and having their hearts purified with fire, a tiny smile forms on her lips and her eyes flicker with renewed intensity.

She returns a day later and posts another note.

Miss Thorrow,

Regarding your concerns with the Disciples of the Salamanders, I feel that anything short of a full explanation, involving the historical context of the nation I was born, would be dishonest. The Salamanders, as the magnificient creatures of magma and fire that they are, have held and continue to hold a special place in my personal heart, and in the hearts of all Thayans. I refer to the Salamander War, when Kossuth granted us his serpents of power that helped us destroy our enemies and claim three providences, including the providence of Priador, the one of which I was born. The Salamander war has been the greatest victory in Thayan history besides the Revolutionary war with Mulhorandi. So, due to its historical significance, I cannot be count on to speak ill of the Salamanders, or of the Disciples who follow them.

That being said, the specific group known as the Disciples of Salamanders are a monk order of which I know no personal members of, and nor does the Enclave. The Enclave is not officially tied to either the disciples of the Phoenix or the disciples of the Salamander. I personally recognize that both faces, despite their different moral inclinations, share the same source. I venerate both for their raw and destructive power.

I venerate fire for the sake of fire. Burning for the sake of burning. A raw primordial force distant and free from moral inclinations in either direction. If I had to be labeled, I would say that my philosophy is likely to be most similar to that of the Brothers and Sisters of the Pure Flame.

Again, I cannot speak for every member of the Enclave, though many of us do venerate the Fire Lord. I can say that I, personally, as a Kossuthian, simply wish to find others on the island to share my spiritual interests with and possibly spark a growing community.

If there are still questions, I would love to address them in person at the gathering. I look forward to meeting a sister in fire.

Yours in flame, Arzira Phetoril

A rather young wizard happens upon one of the notes left behind at Kampos and, upon seeing it, pauses in midstride. "Hmmmm..." he ponders aloud, reading the message in it's entirety. "Ohh-oooh Kossuth? Ohhh Kossuth... Hmmmmm..." A solitary index finger rubs against the wood of the board the letter lay tacked on as he thinks, trying to recall what he knows of the ancient primordial.

"Oh!" he gasps, quickly pulling his finger away to reveal a few wisps of smoke and a little charred line of wood; remnants of a spell of fiery intent that had been half-formed in his lost musings. Looking exceedingly embarrassed, he glances about quickly and, reciting the time to meet in his mind, hurries off for the cart-puller.


// Hmm 9p CST is 8p EST... I don't get online for sure until about 9p... I'm not going to ask to change the whole time, and I will do my best to get on at 8p instead, but is there any way I could still attend?

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Whomst've'll'd'mn't I play:
Salema Nefahri :: A penny for your thots
Zrae'a'stra'fryn :: That which nightmares are made of
Khasir :: From the East a storm is coming

///I thought 9:00 pm central was 10:00 pm eastern? So you should be fine and in fact get on an hour early.

However, if I'm mistaken and you arrive an hour late, go ahead and try anyway. We could easily go more than an hour. That time I mentioned is an estimate.///

// Oh sheesh I just noticed that I did look at my time changer wrong XD
// Crazy me, well, that's good then. I will try to make it for usre =D

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Whomst've'll'd'mn't I play:
Salema Nefahri :: A penny for your thots
Zrae'a'stra'fryn :: That which nightmares are made of
Khasir :: From the East a storm is coming