Quest Where Shadows Fall

[Paragon]

"You misunderstand me if you think me interested by failed God's fragments and mundane quarrels. But still..." Without warning the God's arm outstretched, his hand landing on Ignotus' chest. Right above his heart, on the dead flesh that wasn't his own, the Nuit felt a cool sensation run through his mind. To feel was to embrace the unknown for the Nuit. He knew something happened there, though he would have to lift his clothes and look himself to see the swirling blue sigil that looked different from whatever angle one perused it. "When your... quest is over, I have one of my own for you. There is a man named Anar Dufarro. He has that which you do not - a warm, beating heart. And he has something else. A small box he always keeps on his person. I task you with getting that box - without Anar knowing of your treachery. Time is irrelevant to me - so do not feel that mortal sense of 'urgency' where I am concerned. He lives in the region you now call Sylira, though you must discover his more precise whereabouts. I will know if you have passed or failed my little... task." Sagallius turned to walk away, sneering in a crescent mouthed fashion. He always enjoyed a good game. "As for the fragment of our most pitiful Sylir... I would advise against taking sides. Your mind can work out the rest, I believe, Nuit." The Archmage began to walk away, his form slowly tapering out into nothingness. The silence returned to the woodland, except for the small animals that curiously crept back out from their hiding places. Ignotus was left alone with his mark.

[Ignotus Everto]

Sagallius' remark was worrying to the Hypnotist. Did that mean he had offended the deity?

Ignotus' inferior undead reflexes meant that he registered the touch on his chest almost immediately after Sagallius had removed his hand. The feeling was... Curious. Like cool water. While he wanted to examine his chest to see what exactly had happened then and there, the God had begun to speak again. Ignotus paid rapt attention to his deity's words, as well as his warning. The Nuit nodded once to show that he had understood.

Once The Puppeteer had begun to walk away, Ignotus lifted his shirt. A curious blue optical illusion, apparently. He would have to experiment to see what it did. But for now, it would be prudent to return to his old task. He had two hundred more pigeons to collect before he went to the isle, after all...

[Paragon]

Ignotus Everto

Experience

Skill	XP Earned
Observation	2
Investigation	1
Tactics	3
Acrobatics	1
Reimancy	2
Rhetoric	2
Philosophy	2

Lores

•	Lore Earned
•	Danger in the Shadows
•	Amusement in Manipulation
•	Using Light to Fight the Shadow
•	Sagallius Hrinn: The Puppeteer God
•	Gods are Unconcerned with Mortal Affairs
•	Anar DuFarro: Resides in Sylira
•	Anar DuFarro: Keeper of the Box
•	Anar DuFarro: Target of Treachery
•	Cordas: The Mark of Sagallius

In Addition: 1 Cordas Gnosis Mark


Legend Becomes Reality

Though it wasn't particularly long, I think we covered a lot all the same. I enjoyed writing with you: setting fire to the treetops was genius and totally outsmarted my mod plans, so kudos for that! Enjoy your mark, and don't forget the task Sagallius has set you. I'll pop all the details in your SS thread If you have any questions or concerns regarding your grade, please send me a PM and we can work from there.