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[Talon Lord Othrim]

With directional currents and the odd stearing row you are taken away from the city and down the coast. After some time you get the boat to shore.
"The worrior abandoned you to your fate. He left you there to die." It had been quiet for some time but again now he was alone it spoke to him.

[J0ker2610]

"Yes I know that but where do I go to find, oh what was his name" he thinks for a minute then "meecham, that's the name, where can I found meecham and also where am I" he waits for a response.

"We'll fine then, I knew you were fond of change but I didn't know you were that quick." A little bit confused Tzank decides that his only option left was to try and get a map maybe of a passing traveller, it was the only logical option left. He decides to try and remember the name of the place he has to go to, he thinks its the marble arc at ramas but he's not to sure.

[Talon Lord Othrim]

The voice is suprisingly quiet in head, leaving him three choises. Go left back towards the city he just fled. Strike inland or follow the coast to his right and see where it took him.

[J0ker2610]

He turns to his right and decides that to try and find some help he would follow the coast and would see where he would end up

[Talon Lord Othrim]

For several hours you walk following the coast. Out to sea in the deeper trade routs ships travel to and fro.

Eventually you find a coastal road with a mile marker on the right - Ablehiem 6 miles. You can hear the sound of hooves aproaching from your left.

[J0ker2610]

He move back a little just in case and looks to see what it is.

[Talon Lord Othrim]

In pairs 6 soldiers riding at speed approach. None of them call to you or even indicate your there.

[J0ker2610]

With his incidents at the town, and problems with guards he found it best if he did the same as them and ignored them, if his only chance was to ask for directions, then he had to but not from them. It would be for the best to wait till they went past and then just carry behind them.

[Talon Lord Othrim]

The riders pass you and continue to the town.

"Your wandering aimlessly, lost. Perhaps you need a little focus."

[J0ker2610]

he looks up to the skies with a face full of rage and anger as he was getting tired of all the continuous unhelpful voices
"if your going to talk to me constantly tell me a direction to go in"
he says containing his rage as best he could, for this was his god he was speaking to.

[Talon Lord Othrim]

"What is it you desire most sorcerer? You how the gift of greatness you are the chosen sword of my wrath, within you is the power of the anchents! What is it you desire to do with all this!?"

[J0ker2610]

"To command an army in your name, to have a place to call my own with my army and to be able to go to war with every human, dwarf, elf and even Orc that has not been touched by your will.... Master." He answered instantly and confidently and he thought that he should add a little specific "my lord, for now all I ask is for knowledge of this land or for you to direct me to any of who are your followers so that I can kill, plunder and destroy everything in your name"

[Talon Lord Othrim]

"Ahead is the town os Mousellon. The Library bears sactuary to a follower. Often he prays for aid. He is weak. Take him as your savant and show him the true power of chaos."

[J0ker2610]

"Yes master, I shall teach him your ways and of the might of your followers." And immediately Tzank sets of down the road towards the town of mousellon.

[Talon Lord Othrim]

As Tzank approaches the great coastal city he can see great stone statues and carvings of what look like a queenly figure and here and there great statues of monsterouse beasts. For a moment it was as if he had walked into a chaos city in the great wastes of the north but the chappels and temples to Sigmar pure and un spoiled shattered that illusion. The imperial guards eyed him aas he entered the great gates and he could not help but notice the great spiked portcullis raised but ready to drop at a yell.

The streets were alive with activity, merchants, stall holders and general pouolation. Blissfully unaware of his presance.

[J0ker2610]

"Oh great" he says quietly to himself "now I'm in an enormous city, which I've never been to before, full of guards so I can't make any trouble, portcullis to stop me escaping if I do cause trouble." He looks round at the people moving everywhere oblivious to his muttering but they all new where they were going "hmm I have a plan." He walks to the closest person and taps him on the shoulder as quick as possible and immediately starts talking "excuse me, can you direct me to the library."

[Talon Lord Othrim]

The passerby jumps slightly at the suddern intrusion but quickly regains their wits. "Oh erm.. yes erm.." The man, a commoner be his attire, looks down the cobbled street. His expression clearly one of deep thought. Once he collects his mental map he gives you a reasonable description of the building and the buildings around it. He explains what in his view is the best way to get to the building and what direction his friend Murry would take tho he does not agree with him that it's the quickest.

After some time you feel that your are well armed and equiped to find the library.

[spoiler=Direction] Please make a roll to see if you understood the directions[/spoiler]

[J0ker2610]

1d100 rolled for a total of: 75 (75)

[Talon Lord Othrim]

After half an hour or so of walking through the town you find the grand square and there stands the library. High wrought iron fences set into stone walls decorate the front and it's large gates lay open to those capable of understanding the written word. You can see scholars, with black, ink stained fingers carrying bundles of parchments. Wide stone steps lead up to the great double doors open to the world. You cant help but see it as a huge mouth swallowing the robed minions whole.

[J0ker2610]

He shook his head clear and proceeded towards the library "hmmm maybe ill do a little light reading before I find this person." He decides it wouldn't hurt to brush up on a little history, myths of his master that are now obviously fact and maybe also so maps of the area "maybe I'll take a book with a map in hmmm." He decides this is a good plan and brings himself back to reality just in front of the stairs leading to the library.