The Ye Olde Fantasae Tymes: A Brattonbury Summer 244.

On a street on the hill that looks down on both the main harbour and the harbour of southport, Sephiryn the elemental sees Dorc da Orc, Shur Kee the monk and Zubutai the barbarian hordesman walking towards her, and with her ability to listen on the winds aswell as being able to feel thru the earth, she knows that lord Farque and Helbe the elven thief who can't be seen are also walking with the other three, the elemental turns and walks into a narrow lane and leads the group to an alley on the side of the hill behind a series of terraced homes. Lord Farque and Helbe the elven thief appear, on the lords right shoulder is Mercotus the sorcerer, the leader of the bounty hunter group known as the Dagahir society, Farque lowers the unconscious sorcerer to the ground while Helbe takes a rope given to him by Dorc and cuts it in half then ties the sorcerers wrists then ankles together "What are you going to do with him?" asks Zubutai, while behind the hordesman Dorc is wondering the same thing and licking his lips, Farque looks at Zubutai and asks him "Do you want to do anything to the sorcerer?" the hordesman shrugs his shoulders then says "I'm not fussed" Farque nods his head when he hears this then kneels down next to the sorcerer, then Farque takes a slim brass cylinder he has tucked behind his belt. Shit, Helbe thinks to himself and takes a few hurried steps back from the lord and sorcerer causing the invisible ground pixie Narladene to grab onto his head to not fall off "What is it?" asks Sephiryn as she glances at the elven thief "Anti-magic" replies Helbe as Farque unscrews the top end of the cylinder, the lord tips it and a couple of small drops of a blue and white coloured energy fall into his right gauntleted hand, Farque places the drops of anti-magic onto the chest of the unconscious sorcerer. I wonder if i could make it permanent? Farque thinks to himself who then exchanges a few words with Ryn the sword of power, then he draws the sword which like his eyes start to glow blue, Farque places the blade on the chest of Mercotus the sorcerer, and the two drops of anti-magic are pushed into the body of the leader of the Dagahir society. Ah, what was that? Zubutai thinks to himself as Farque returns his sword to the strap he wears across his back, the lords eyes and his sword are no longer glowing blue and he twists the top part of the brass cylinder back on, before tucking it back behind his belt "Dorc hand me that sack you brought along" says Farque who picks up the unconscious sorcerer and stuffs him into the large sack "Now that was nasty" murmurs Helbe "What was it?" asks Sephiryn, the elven thief slightly grins then says "That sorcerer is no longer a sorcerer" Helbe silently adds, or until he finds a way to get that anti-magic out of his body, and i don't think that's going to happen, ever. "Come on, lets go" says Farque who picks up the sack containing Mercotus the sorcerer, Helbe blurs the lord aswell as the sack he's carrying "Time to drop you off" says Farque which casuses Dorc to chuckle then say "Enjoy the rest of your fucken life, ya cunt". Justice Belvyn the wizard, leaves the cell that holds Karlae the witch, a cleric who works for the city council controllers leaves the cell aswell after casting a holding spell on the witch, one of the two guards standing next to Belvyn locks the cell "I'll resume the interrogation later this afternoon" says Belvyn the wizard "Yes justice" says the cleric who then walks down the corridor and leaves the prison in the main harbour garrison of the city guards while the justice walks the other way and leaves the prison and heads to his office in the main building of the garrison. That bitch, for two years shes been taking out anyone she thinks is a threat to the shining one in the combat arena, the justice thinks to himself with a shake of the head as he enters his office on the ground floor of the main building "At least Komaine didn't know anything about it" murmurs Belvyn who looks up as he hears someone running out in the corridor "Enter" says the wizard as there's an urgent knock on the door of his office "Sir, you'll want to see this" says the city guard who enters the office, a short while later and justice Belvyn is standing with captain Melkamus and squad leader Kreeger out the front of the garrison. Bloody hell, Belvyn thinks to himself who then asks "Did anyone see him being dumped here?" captain Melkamus shakes his head no as the three of them look down at Mercotus the sorcerer who is tied up on the ground and weeping "Why is he crying sir" asks squad leader Kreeger as some of the city guards are holding back a gathering crowd on the street who have stopped to see what has happened "Untie him" says the justice who then adds "He can't do anything in the state he's in". "Ah sir, Mercotus is a sorcerer" says the captain who keeps a cautious eye on the leader of the Dagahir society "He's not a sorcerer anymore" says justice Belvyn . . . . . .

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