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Note Number:
88
Author:
Azurite
Date:
Tue Aug 20, 2002; 20:39:23
To:
All
Subject:
Day of the Great Gods, 12th the Month of Futility
A strong breeze penetrates her cloak as she steals quickly along the city streets. She has been on the road for almost five hours, and dreads the moment when she walks into the Imperial Order compound.

Apoc, summoned to Altur'Rang to become one of Jagang's personal advisors? She knows that the Imperial Order is once again on the move, but still unaware of what is planned. When she received the scroll announcing her assent back to leadership she was stunned. She thought her whereabouts, and business were well hidden from the eyes of Jagang. This obviously was not the case.

The curse had not been lifted, she had become an open window, letting Jagang see into the beds of his enemy, giving him the opportunity to strike them at their most vulnerable. She had to leave, the damage she had already done was great, and the man she loved above life itself, lay heeling in his chamber because of her. She would never be free of the dreamwalker, the Imperial Order was now entwined in her soul, and there was no turning back.

Azurite enters the compound, not much has changed. She bows her head briefly at the bronze statue of leader Apoc, before heading through the gates on her way to once again to pledge her allegiance to leadership of the Imperial Order. In the distance thunder claps, and the rain begins to fall. Azurite pulls her cloak tight around her, and once again hardens her heart to stone.

OOC - It is with great pride that i once again accept leadership of IO. The news of Apoc's death left me stunned, as it did with the many people who knew him in RL and from here. He will be greatly missed by many, and I pray for his family at this time. The IO meant alot to Apoc, and I cherish the time that I spent with him, building it up to what it is today.