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PostSubject: A Wretched Hive of Scum and Villainry   Thu Oct 20, 2011 10:58 am

The desert sun blazed in the sky as noon approached. The long shadows cast by ruined buildings and the ages old ship hulls shrank and retreated beneath the objects casting them. Tarsis, once the pearl of Ansalon, was now little more than land locked city trying to grab what scraps of glory and dignity it could salvage.

Were Abraxis the sympathetic sort he might have felt sorry for the city.

But he was not.

There was little issue with entering the city. Granted the guards did raise an eye at the black robed wizard with the skull mask, but either his lack of active magic didn't label him a "threat" or it was too hot to care. Whatever the reason it suited the archmage just fine. He had business in this city and his killing each and every lacky that crossed his path was bound to be counter productive.

He made his way through the streets and alleys of the city. Merchants called out to the citizenry trying to sell their wares. Elven rugs, ironwood shields, pottery and weapons all tried to find new owners. Unfortunately this was no longer the city's glory days. The goods were of no special quality and more often than not the merchants returned home with enough steel to eek out an existance. Abraxis had even stopped at a merchant offering "arcane scrolls of power". The wizard perused the scrolls and made a mental note to seek out and kill the merchant later for wasting his time.

If those were arcane scrolls of power, then Abraxis was lord of the kenders...

The momentary diversion over, he returned to his true purpose. He would move slowly and carefully. Could he achieve his goals with blunt force? Certainly. The moon gods had gifted him with skill in the Arcane. But moving more subtly would be infinitely more effective. Besides, should his primary plan fail he could easily fall back on blowing everyone up.

The mask hid his smile, yet the skull's perpetual grimace was little improvement. Word had reached Abraxis' ears about the loss of Tarsis' previous Lord. And as every mage knew... nature abhors a vacuum.

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PostSubject: Re: A Wretched Hive of Scum and Villainry   Thu Nov 10, 2011 4:38 pm

As much as it had grated upon him, he had spent months being.... friendly. A handshake and bag of steel coins here. A few words of advice and a gem there. Ornate swords, enchanted rings and amulets left his coffers and into waiting hands. All in hushed conversations in back rooms and dark alleys.

The expense to him was irrelevant. Coin he had in abundance. Likewise, the magic baubles that were snatched up were easily made. Months of gift giving had worn him out. Abraxis simply had no interest in socialization. It was true that you could catch more flies with honey than vinegar, but he had long since learned that if you ripped their wings off they'd eat whatever you gave them.

But the irritating part was over. He made his way through the streets and alleyways of Tarsis. He stood before the gilded gates fo the noble's estate. An arcane word was spoken and the gates swung open.

The archmage entered the estate, his staff tapping along on the ground as he walked. The gates creaked shut behind him.

Phase two had begun.

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PostSubject: Re: A Wretched Hive of Scum and Villainry   Sat Nov 12, 2011 2:54 pm

Lord Nigel Tammask sat behind his desk and looked out his window at the vast expanse of sand and ruined buildings Generations ago his family had been wealthy shippers and his ancestors had looked out this window basking in a scenic view of the harbor.

But that was then.

Now was a much different time. His family's fleet was long since buried in the sands, along with its glory, and was now replaced with two decent sized caravan lines. But aside from a modest income and an old family name Nigel did not have a lot going for him. He was a weaselly little man with a pot belly and a receding hairline. Any prospects of marriage were rather slim pickings. The best he could hope for was a woman who would want to marry into a noble name.

And unfortunately his name wasn't that noble.

But recently things had started to turn around. A wizard had come to town and unlike the others who tended to visit the library and move on, this one seemed to be sticking around. Granted the wizard in question was a black robe in a garish mask, but he was a wizard none-the-less.

The manor was cleaned from top to bottom. Stained and faded tapestries that dated back to the cataclysm were cleaned and hung on the walls once more. Old debts were called in and the coffers had a respectable amount of steel in them. The noble had met with this Abraxis fellow and they had a long chat. The wizard hadn't said much, but what he did say intrigued him.

They had come to an arrangement that resulted in Abraxis getting paid a sizable amount of coin for his services to House Tammask. If what the wizard said was true, his house (not to mention his own personal wealth) were in for a serious boost.

"Nigel Tammask, Lord of Tarsis" had a good ring to it.

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PostSubject: Re: A Wretched Hive of Scum and Villainry   Sun Nov 13, 2011 3:21 pm

The noonday sun hung high in the sky in its never ending effort to burn the sin out of the world.

At least that's how it felt in Tarsis.

Most merchants had closed their stalls due to the heat and by and large the citizenry had retreated to whatever shade they could find. Most simply returned to their homes, though a few took shelter in alleys or under old ship hulls that had long been converted to market stalls or slum homes.

The streets were deserted. Or at least mostly deserted. Nobles, with guards and retinue in toe, were making their way through the streets, parasols shielding them from the sun, and converging on the old capitol building. They had found this time to be ideal as to avoid the throngs that were bound to hound them for money or favors.

Abraxis walked alongside Lord Tammask but had no need of the parasol's shade. A simple enchantment protected him from the noonday heat. Otherwise he would have been sweating like a pig under those black robes.

The doors to the capitol building swung open and the nobles entered, making their way to the assembly room. Servants stood behind their masters waving large fans in a losing battle to keep their masters cool. They sat through the tedious introductions of each noble and the accomplishments of their long dead ancestors. An elderly noble stood upon the dias droning on about the standard affairs of the city, recent proposals, and this, that, and the other.

Lord Nigel Tammask's head perked up from his slumber when the elderly noble asked, "Is there any new business at hand?"

Clearling his throat, Nigel stood to his feet and nodded to the noble.

"The floor, recognizes Lord Nigel Tammask," declared the old man and he made his way to his seat.

Nigel ran a finger over the amulet given to him by the archmage Abraxis. The wizard had said that it would grant him protection should any of the other nobles make a move against him. And the black robed wizard had been trustworthy so far. He made his way to the front of the room and climbed the stairs of the dias.

"Lords and ladies of Tarsis," he said glancing about at the faces of the bored nobles. "It is time for us to discuss the future of our fair city..."

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PostSubject: Re: A Wretched Hive of Scum and Villainry   Thu Nov 24, 2011 11:58 am

"Yes," interrupted the Archmage rising from his seat. "it is indeed time to speak of the future of this city."

Abraxis walked to the dias and motioned for the noble to step down. However, Nigel would not be upstaged on his big day. He stood his ground and glared at the mage.

"You forget yourself, sir." He growled. "You are a guest of my House and are only here at my sufferance. You will take your seat or you will be escorted out of this building and flogged in the city square. Do I make myself clear?"

The wizard simply looked back at the noble, his mask hiding the amused smile. Lord Tamask, however, took this silence as victory and pressed on.

"I trust we have all had quiet enough with your theatrics. It is time for you to take your seat unless you have something you wish to say to me. But be brief as this gathering of nobles," He stretched out his hand towards the assembly, "has little time to spend on a simple commoner."

"I have but one word to say, Lord Tamask," Abraxis chuckled. "Die."

The power word echoed off the marble walls and Lord Tamask dropped dead where he stood. Abraxis stood upon the dias, sending the dead noble's body down the stairs with a kick. He turned to the gathered nobles and spoke.

"Tarsis is a city that I personally find quite interesting. You have a great library and are quite out of the way from the rest of the world. These two things make this city of yours rather valuable to me." He paused for a moment. "I believe I will take it."

"Guards!" The order was given voice by several of the nobles and the sounds of armored feet thundering down the hall echoed in the great room, growing louder as they approached the nobles.

Abraxis, unfazed extended his hand and continued. A small flickering flame hovered over the palm of his gloved hand.

"Tarsis as ruled by you is much like this flame. It flickers and gives the illusion of power but can easily be snuffed with two fingers should it grow bothersome. This on the other hand is what this city could be..."

The flickering flame expanded into a ball of flame the size of an apple. The doors burst open and the guards, weapons in hand, rushed into the room and surrounded the dias. Abraxis nodded to them and - to the nobles' surpise - turned to face their previous employers.

"This city is a decaying carcass and you are all but a bunch of vultures fighting over scraps from the corpse. I will breathe life into this city again and give it purpose. But it is time to shoo away the carrion eaters."

He released the ball of flame and brands of fire lept forth striking each noble in the chest. Their screams echoed as they burst into flames and died.

"Captain."

The captain of the noble guards turned and saluted. "Your will, Lord Abraxis?"

"There are a few guards who did not take my generous offer. Dispose of them."

The guard snapped to attention and saluted again. "As you command, my lord."

Orders were given and the guards set about their business. Blood would flow in the streets tonight, but by the morning's light all would be well once more. The wizard sat down on one of the nobles' thrones and smiled. Things had gone well. Over the past few months, guards had either been bribed or given enchanted trinkets that bound their loyalty to Abraxis. With the remaining nobles dead and gone, the archmage stood there to fill the vacuum of power.

The reign of Abraxis, Lord of Tarsis, had begun.

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