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Tencednil has two letters waiting for her at the Bank.

One is from Mika, letting her know that he has moved and has a new address, printed in the letter. If she has any jobs that could use someone with his particular skills, she can feel free to come by. She's also welcome if she just wants to hang out. The second is from Anton and Julio. They've sold the black onyx and the crystal for a total profit of a little over three thousand silver shields. Under market rate, but her share has been transferred to her account. They paid someone to defuse the trapped red book. It was indeed Matei's spellbook, which they aren't going to sell, at least right now. The green and grey books probably aren't of interest to her unless she cares about horrible experiments mixing alchemy and necromancy, apparently performed far to the south in Geb.

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Oh good, Mika is not at particular risk. Anton and Julio are bad at selling things, which is to be expected, all things considered. Horrible experiments mixing alchemy and necromancy are currently interesting to her only inasmuch as they involve the Urgathoan plague, and in particular the defusing of it.

She composes a letter back to Anton and Julio. How have they been doing? Have they been looking into improving their Acid Splash form? She has after that zombie fight, she would like to be a bit more effective against zombies than she was there. She hunted down some information about brimstone apparently improving it, but it looked expensive for wizards — sorcerers can apparently replicate its effects themselves with a little testing, or at least she can, but they might not be able to get the spell to shut up and stop complaining as well as she can. She also saw a list of books, but they're at the Academae, and the library is famously the best place in Korvosa to find any research material a low-circle wizard might want. Have they ever seen any of these? It might be worth looking into, especially if they're planning to go out on an adventure like that again, and if they do she would love to hear it. Anyway, she's been spending her time with the Guard for the past week, the bust was very impressive, the sewers exploration maybe less so but it was probably necessary even if it was stinky. How have they been? Getting back into the pace of the Academae after the Breaching? Professor Vargas was impressive, are his classes suddenly full?

She goes on for a while. They will expect her to ramble, and she can go on at great length without needing to say that much. By the time she's satisfied with her composition, it's about three and a half pages, neatly written in small, cleanly printed letters. It looks like the letter of an excited sorcerer who's more interested in the idea of the Academae than spiteful at its rejection of sorcery, a sorcerer only getting her first taste of combat experience and somewhere between delighted and terrified. They will doubtless appreciate almost none of it.

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The Bank can have her letter sent to the Acadamae, for a small fee.

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Yes please!

Now... she has a letter from Mika inviting her over to hang out, and she should check he didn't catch blood veil from any of the early infested wells. She'll wander over that direction.

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It's suddenly a little windy...

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Hmm. That seems unusual, and the weather has been strange recently. (And magically influenced. And magical influence can probably cause hurricanes.)

Detect Magic, and she'll wander over towards the nearest door in case something happens out here.

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She doesn't detect anything. It's remains windy.

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Not just here, then. If there's magic it would probably be on the whole of Korvosa, but it was good to check.

She keeps wandering down the streets, but she makes sure to stay close to a door whenever she can, preferably with nobody else between her and it. If she needs to run inside suddenly, she wants to run into as few people as possible.

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The clouds are moving alarmingly quickly. Within two minutes, rain begins to fall softly.

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Yep alright that is a bad sign. How far is it to the nearest bank branch? If she can run there in a minute or so, she will start running. If not, she'll just dive into the nearest shop.

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The nearest bank branch is the one she just came from.

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So it is. She hasn't been walking that long, and the central bank is quite secure. She runs back as quickly as she can. "Just to wait out the rain, I'll be back off soon enough."

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The rain quickly ceases to be soft. The wind howls. The deep fog returns, just as she remembers it.

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Well that's a little ominous! And blinding! If this is how humans feel when it's dark out, no wonder they don't like the night so much, not being able to see clearly is kind of terrible!

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Within minutes the rain becomes torrential. Effective visibility is reduced to five feet. Ranged weapon attacks become impossible. Open flames go out.

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She definitely was not planning on making any ranged weapon attacks from inside the Bank of Abadar. Inside is a wonderful invention and humans are insane for building their cities above the ground where things like this can just happen sometimes. (Also this is definitely magical, predicting the natural weather a few days out is just not that hard with basic magic. Korvosa may be a city but it has far too much trade to be devoid of Gozrehns.)

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A group of clerics walk quickly through the Bank toward the entrance.

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"It's not the Acadamae. Vargas or Ornelos would've warned us before calling up something like this. I will dispel it."

The Archbanker casts a spell and flies upward out the entrance and into the sky.

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She isn't exactly going to be helping him here! If this kills him there is really very little she can do about it. Hopefully it doesn't. He'll be quite exposed his way up... well, clerics are never that vulnerable. If they're prepared.

He is a remarkably impressive sight like that. Mother can prepare Air Walk, but not Fly. That must be one of Abadar's domains.

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Lightning cracks and thunder booms—

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A rasping voice screams in the ear of every intelligent creature within fifteen miles of Korvosa.

"KNOW THE WRATH OF URGATHOA, WORMS! KNOW IT AND DESPAIR! YOUR KING LIES DEAD BEFORE ME!"

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The source of the screams that fill the Bank is a much easier to discern.

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Well. She knew the forces aimed at the king's neck included high-circle casters, now she just has more confirmation of that.

She should have told him to get succession plans prepared. Her own fault, she shouldn't have expected him to think things through that well. It was always possible he would manage to survive, but without knowing his enemy, with just knowing there was a threat against him, and that only a week before he would have died? Hopeless.

Maybe having a common obvious target in the Urgathoans will prevent Korvosa from getting too heated. If nothing else, whoever takes power will have an easy path to gaining some legitimacy. ...and she'd take even odds they will also be in on the conspiracy, but as long as playing their role involves kiling Urgathoans and preventing disease, maybe she won't have any complaints. Every silver lining has its cloud to hide behind.

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Well, the people of Korvosa are currently too terrified for rioting, but that probably won't last long.

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Wizards are often unwise. Fifteen miles is a very long distance. Mage's decree doesn't do any translation, but having a sourceless voice scream in your ear is disturbing even if you can't understand it. The sewers stir; goblins and reefclaws and otyugh and ettercaps and wererats and derro all hear the scream. The Vaults slowly grind awake; chuul and devils and ghouls and mohrgs and vampires and doubtless more all hear the scream. In Nar-Voth and Sekamina and as deep as Denebrum; all intelligent things hear this terrible scream.

Do not call up what you cannot hope to put down.

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