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Once again, they fought. Nalynn was grateful for the reinforcements. But as the last griffon fell,
Ebonstarr disappeared as quickly as she had entered the land, leaving no trail for them to follow.
"My dear friends," Nalynn said. "I am still weak from Ebonstarr's poison and must rest."
They understood as she parted their company. Casting a teleport spell, Nalynn returned to her
home. "Torm, my love" she whispered as slumber overcame her. "Please hurry back. I am no match for this
witch and she will not rest until I am dead."
Chapter 4
Nalynn entered the tavern, found a comfortable seat and summoned the barkeep. "Evenin' m'lady.
What'll it be this fine evening?"
"A glass of Elfin Fey Wine, if you please" she replied.
"That's a tall order, m'lady. A lad was in here the other night - a fellow named SK Majystc, perhaps
you know him? Anyway, he's drunk most of my stock."
Nalynn smiled. "Now, sir, are you absolutely sure that there's not a drop of the fine wine to be
had? I haven't much money, but I can certainly make a search of your wine cellar worth your while."
The barkeep eyed her suspiciously, "'Ere now m'lady. What kind of establishment do you think I
run? No Credit! I take only cash."
"Relax sir, I have funds sufficient for a glass of wine" she replied, placing several gold coins on the
table. "It's just that between the redecorating I'm doing at home and paying the priests at the Temple for
their healing potions to undo the damage caused by the poisons of a drow named Ebonstarr, I'm having to
live on a tight budget. And with my husband away in search of treasures, I think some consideration is due.
Just one glass, that's all I request."
He inspected the coins, took two and departed for the wine cellar, returning with a dusty bottle and
one glass. "You're in luck, m'lady. I found this vintage bottle stashed in the cellar." He poured the elixir into
the glass. "Beggin' your pardon m'lady, but did you mention the name, 'Ebonstarr'?" He inquired.
"Why yes, I did." Nalynn replied.
"Ah, well, then, that lad I mentioned before? Majystc? Well, he was here for quite a spell the other
night. He had a message for a lady he called 'Nalynn'. Are you she?" Nalynn nodded. "Well, then, I'm to
inform you that this Majystc fellow said that Ebonstarr has her assassins scouring the realm in search of
you. I'm sorry to tell you, that they are charged with a mission to kill you." Nalynn smiled bitterly, rubbing
the most recent scar on her arm--a grim reminder of the witch's potent poisons. "Yes, barkeep, I am most
painfully aware of her minions of death and destruction. But so far, I've managed to thwart her plans with
the assistance of a couple of fine Elves - Riklaun and Brisid - members of the Grey Company. Please, take
this coin as payment for delivering Majystc's message."
The barkeep returned the coin "Nay' m'lady, I'll accept no payment for delivery of this important
message. Besides, methinks you will need your money more than I." With that, he returned to the bar.
Nalynn gazed out the window as she sipped the wine, wondering if her message had been delivered to the
MOJOs. "Blast! Where is that falcon, anyway?" she wondered aloud.
The Falcon flew to the realm of MOJO with a parchment scroll bearing a violet waxen seal and a
fine silken ribbon. He deposited it in the mail slot, and flew away. A representative of the MOJO guild
discovered the scroll, along with many other letters, opened it and read:
Hail!
My name is Nalynn. I am a member of the Seekers and the wife
of SK Torm who is currently off in other lands. I began my life in
Neverwinter as a human thief and was first wedded to Braldt2 who
was killed by an Elf turned to evil. His name is Riklaun. Riklaun
was freed from his curse by Torm, but only at the expense of
Braldt2's life. Before he was "saved", Riklaun murdered me. My
corpse was taken to the priests at the Temple of the Helm where I
was resurrected as an elf with no memory of my previous life. I
have heard many tales of my former life with Braldt, though I do
not remember them. I wandered through Neverwinter in my new body
for many months, seeking clues to my past. Eventually, Torm and I
fell in love and I had a barrister of the realms annul my marriage