04-12-2016, 09:06 PM
6 level's below the streets in the dreaded "Underground" Manix scanned over the short message, again, sent from his father. It was short, needed to be and not no reason to be longer, simply read: "Son, you will not be alone, the carved art of the past will be forthcoming. I know you won't be careful but be safe." Learn son, learn it all, then come home. God's speed and fair winds: unsigned, of course it was obvious who sent it. Even Maxix knew not whom delivered this important message to his hidden home, tho he could guess. "not alone", His 1st Mate was lurking near by. The go between, never to be seen, but Manix knew how to find him, but why destroy a good cover. He, lovingly stroked one of 3 bottles that also showed up, simple but sturdy bottles filled with water from the sea of his home. The purest of power had been given to him *smiles wickedly*, power he may now have to use for things other than the winds blowing the God forsaken smell away. Manix picked out some of his rattier clothes for his journey to the streets, slipping one of the sturdy bottles in an inside pocket, he left. In one of many hidden alcoves he would change into something finer, his order at the silversmith's was ready.
**booked**
Edited by Manix, Sep 3 2016, 02:44 PM.
**booked**
Edited by Manix, Sep 3 2016, 02:44 PM.