A new face of evil

[DoS Archive]

Date: 1/6/98 3:23 PM Pacific Daylight Time
From: DarkCedric

Cedric had stopped in RyDin for a meal, and supplies. He had stopped into the Red Dragon Inn. He sat among the local crowd, going about thier own business inside the tavern. Occasinially, a few patrons would walk through a door on the far side of the tavern. Cedric's curiosity got the better of him after nearly an hour of watching patrons come and go from this doorway. He casually made his way across the tavern and opened the door. thefirst thing Cedric saw was a great staircase, the scent of pipesmoke, and the sounds of a large crowd tingled his senses, but what more, he heard the sounds of steel meeting steel. Cedric slowly creeped partway down the stairs, stopping just above midway. He let his gaze fall upon the crowded dueling arena. He flashed a toothy grin as he watched for a long moment. Cedric watched as each duelist tested the others skills. What he saw was a form ofswordplay that did not require large muscles, or full plate armor to survive.Cedric liked what he saw. He had been sent on a mission, a mission with no set destination. "Well, master did not say where I was to go." Cedric paused remembering his master's word's at the temple. "Our lord Myrkal is growing in power, I entrust you Cedric, with the job of gaining another foothold for the Empire." Cedric stood a moment longer, taking note that there were wizards about. "Fools." He thought. "Simple illousions and conjuring. Wait till these people seethe power bestowed me by the dark lord." With one last grinning glance, Cedric walked back up into the inn, and secured a room for the week. He sat at the bar for nearly an hour, eating very little, his thoughts were to plans forming in his mind. Plans that would surely shake this little town up. He grinned at the thoughts, and with one last look to the door leading to the basement, Cedric retired to his room for the nite.