Nieven's expression remained placid but the High Lord's words caught him slightly off guard. Rarely was he ever compared to his father in a positive manner. The High Lord of Ermaya was a great mage, legendary may actually be a more appropriate term; Nieven was not. A fact for which his family...
Unconscionable fools. Lord Sharion's messenger had just left, leaving Nieven to his own preparations. He was surprised to receive summons instead of his father, or is elder siblings. It may have been nothing more than a matter of expediency, but it could be that the effort of his Corps was...
I've got Nieven Ermaya, he's the scion of a major house in Falwood. He, uh, wouldn't be all that happy about the city opening up which I think could be fun.
"My preparations have already begun," the scion of Ermaya replied calmly. A number of different poisons that he could utilize for this particular scenario had already been considered. It was unfortunate that they had been interrupted during his mission but such was often the case. There was also...
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