No Sanctuary Mizara Khan watched the scene unfold on her crystal ball with interest. Strange how they still didn't seem to realise that such powerful magical devices attracted the attention of ones such as herself and other, much older powers which swam in the dark places of The Void. She had been keeping a close eye on events in Trinsic and especially talk of this Arysoun who seemed like a useful tool - if used in the right way. The meeting between Arysoun and Mizara was short and filled with significant formalised exchanges. It was clear that Mizara could do nothing to help release Arysoun, nor did she really want to. It was most convenient that he was trapped in this place. But she would help carry out his wishes - it was a neat idea and she clapped her hands together in an excited fashion as she left the Liche to his own mad meanderings. ------------------------------------------------------------ Mizara Khan moved silently through the streets of Trinsic looking for a place to begin weaving her magic. She liked the idea of seven plagues and this could be fun - not only that, but maybe she could gain some influence somehow over these hapless fools. The items that Arysoun had given her would certainly aid in this venture and she peered curiously at the small black pearl held between finger and thumb. She called down her pet raven and placed it gently in his beak and sent him up to the highest point in Trinsic to drop it there where no one could see it. Finally she sent out a small black cat in the direction of Umbra where there was a new guild of Necromancers she wanted to get hold of. The cat knew what to say and who to look for. Now it was only a matter of time and she had plenty of that to spare. Satisified Mizara Khan clicked her heels together and sank into the soft ground of the park and waited. Taken from the EM Website.