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Nanking Palace.
'Thanks Wu, I'll try to make it but I have some things to think about and might be a bit late' Mol said. The past two nights he'd had strange dreams. The first night he was in the library again, the book was on the table. He had looked around but there was no one to be seen. He picked up the books and opened it. The page was a mirror, but instead of his face looking back at him there was that of a demon, and not one that looked human like the Xianese. It had said in the same voice he'd heard when reading the book 'Dru Shikhdub thoru, unhtakogh (fetch Dru Shikhdub, I will speak to you)' The book had then faded until he could no longer see it and he'd woken up. The second night he was in another world, which he assumed was hell. There were was a vast plain before him and it was empty. He took a step forward and suddenly there were demons all around him, fighting with one another. One turned to him and said, in common tongue 'We were the only ones brave enough to rebel. But perhaps it was foolish, as even with our Ork and Troll army we were no match for the Bagutoga'. A demon then stabbed him in the chest and they all disappeared. Mol took another step forward and there was the same scene, except on one side there were Orks and Trolls and the other demons. An ork turned towards him 'Inuziakh, Bagutogagarkh. Inu gurokh, eros Bagutoga ukudakh (we were weak, the Bagutoga were strong. We fought, but they won)' the ork was then killed and Mol woke up.
He assumed it was the voice from the book sending him these dreams, which had peaked his interest in it even more. He had made up his mind, he assumed since this was an important event everyone would be there, so he was going to steal the book then.
Is it alright if I try to assassinate you during your crowning of the prince, it would be interesting but it's your choice as Gm.
'Alright I'll return to my quarters now if that's alright, unless you have some sort of quarantine procedure' Mol said and prepared to leave. Mol walked back to his room and sat, deep in thought. He had some ideas of what he would do but he needed to prepare first. It was obvious that he wouldn't be able to gain anyone's help in the matter so he was thinking of ways he would solve this himself. For the moment he needed to rest and think this over, so he lied his head on his pillow and rested, thinking.