ElliotWolfSlayer

Claude Ernarde entered the courtyard of the derelict street and looked around. The air smelt clean, unlike the air in the rest of the town which was polluted with the defecation of people and animals as well as the smell of noxious chemicals from the mage's guild. Claude had recently managed to negotiate the purchase of a medium level spell book to improve his magicks. The owner of the spell book was an Arch Mage, well known around the small community Claude was currently visiting. Five minutes after he had arrived Claude was still enjoying the fresh air when a voice came from behind him. "You must be the boy" rasped the voice curiously.