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The Last
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Temple: Shadows

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Post by The Last »

The room wore its typical silence like a cloak. Cool air and stone walls surrounded the table where the Last sat. Two feet rested on the neighboring chair, and hands cradled a glass full of some amber liquid still untouched.

The Last reached out a hand and tapped two sealed scrolls before addressing the nearby imp.
“Deliver this to Aluzka, and these others as addressed. I'll take care of the First.”

The imp displayed a moment of doubt, looking at the worn boots and deep hood of the seated figure. The Last stood and faced it. “A problem?”

“You do not appear inconspicuous, and I understand this request requires delicacy.”

“Delicacy comes in many forms. Learning when to keep your doubts to yourself being one which you should look into.” As the imp vanished, booted feet strode down the stone hallway and out into the world.

Soon after, an imp was seen stepping out of the shadows near a certain shop in Western Tranos, then high in Devardec running across a roof's peak. Finally the imp appeared in Twilight as it stalked the city streets untouched.

Several hours and one obvious and poor attempt to pick the wrong pocket later the Last returned. A dripping cloak was draped over the chair, and even more worn boots rested on its neighbor. The imp reappeared not long after.
“Your messages have been delivered. Your word?”

“Wait for them, and then pass the word. Nothing spoken of here leaves these walls, not as whisper, not as rumor, not as thought.”

The Last let out a contented sigh as the imp vanished once more, and waited.

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