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"I am in search of a cure for a magical poison. If you who are reading this know of such a potion,
leave a message with the bartender of this fine establishment. Do not look for me, I shall find you."
Tizer then attached the note to one of his throwing daggers and tossed it through an open window
of the Rankled Boar Inn. It stuck onto the message board with other announcements of a less important
nature.
As Tizer was descending the oak tree, he caught glimpse of a shock of white hair moving swiftly
through the crowd of villagers. He followed it to the outskirts of town where he shouted a greeting to
Riklaun.
"Vedui' Rik! Where are you headed in such a hurry?"
"Vedui' Tizer, I am off to Nightsedge to find an Elf by the name Rand. He supposedly knows the
whereabouts of Ebonstarr."
"Rand? Hmmm.... Did we not have a Rand Shadowbane in Tel'Mithrim awhile back? I always had
a feeling he would show up again. He was always something of a trouble-maker if I recall."
"Well, trouble-maker or not, I need to find out what he knows about Ebonstarr."
"Do you mind if I join you? Perhaps he knows of a cure for the poison that has Brisid bedridden. I
also wouldn't mind seeing ol' Rand again after these many months."
"Yes, by all means, come with me. Rand was known to hate me, so I do not believe I will get much
out of him." Riklaun said.
Riklaun and Tizer moved off the road towards Neverwinter Square. As they left, a wind elf 'blew'
into the Rankled Boar inn. They got some much needed supplies from their vaults and headed east towards
Nightsedge.
* * * * *
The cool night breeze blew dry leaves down the dark street as a tall, black haired, female elf stood
in the deserted road and stared at a bulletin board.
"Well now, why would anyone waste a perfectly good throwing knife to pin a message here?"
She pulled the knife out of the board and read the note impaled upon it's blade. Turning the note
over, Sheil scrawled a quick message on the back. The female wind elf entered the tavern and, handing the
note to the bartender inside, she talked with him for a moment. He pointed across the room to a table with a
single, female elf sitting at it. Sheil nodded to the man and tossed him a gold coin. She walked to the table
and spoke to the elf known as Nalynn. After hearing the story of the poison blade and the drow, the wind elf
thanked Nalynn and strode out of the Inn.
The note left at the bar simply read:
Went to find the cure.
Will meet you here at this Inn tonight.
Sheilandri
A gust of wind blew leaves far down the dark road as Sheil flew into the sky. Looking back at the
brightly lit Inn, she spotted several dark shapes moving through an alley near the Inn. Sheil nearly turned
around to warn those at the Inn, however the words of the female elf echoed in her mind. "I know not how
much longer Brisid can hold against the poison." Sheil hesitated one moment more.
"I can at least give them some parting trouble."
She pointed towards the road and uttered a few strange words. A small dust devil appeared in the
street and floated into the alley. A flash of white hair could be seen on one of the dark shapes as the wind elf
vanished into the night sky.
Chapter 8
Dae walked the long road in silence and alone, as was the way of his kind. The wild elf shivered at
the sight of the bright inn ahead of him. He would not enter the well populated area under normal
circumstances. But these were far from normal circumstances. The note had been very vague. Calling upon