The Summons of The Queen

Queen Daukhera sent an “invitation” via black sorcerer’s apprentice to ICICLE and friends to come to a meeting of understanding with Her Majestical Royalness on Wednesday, March 28 at 10pm at Clovertooth Hall in Icemule. OK, maybe it seemed like more of a summons than an invitation…

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Category: Towns
Topic: Icemule Trace

Date: 03/25/2018 11:34 AM CDT

From: GS4-NECIOS

Subj: An "invitation" from Daukhera

While members of ICICLE and some invited guests gather around a brazier for warmth at the organization’s makeshift headquarters, all the while chatting about the latest quakes and anticipating future episodes of violence, a large, strange bubble of ether emerges from the floor and forms into a young sorcerer’s apprentice dressed in all black. The room grows silent as several of those present take a few small steps backward, trembling in fear.

The apprentice smirks and catches everyone’s gazes before speaking. In a high-pitched voice, he announces, “Her Majesty Queen Daukhera demands an audience with so-called Chairwoman Dirvy and alleged Co-Chairwoman Laralana, as well as other members of this “group” that aims to sully Her Majesty’s ancient and powerful name, and anyone else who wishes to be present, in front of Clovertooth Hall. Her Majesty requires this meeting take place on Leyan, 29 Charlatos at 10pm as the elves tell time.”

Without awaiting a response, the apprentice gestures and reforms into a bubble of ether which expands rapidly, exploding into bits of an icky black substance which cover and stick to everyone’s faces and clothing, making a general, gooey mess of things. The apprentice is nowhere to be found.

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GameMaster Necios
Overlord of Icemule Trace
Champion of subject/verb agreement
Honorary BADNAME committee chair

The ghostly voice of Dirvy softly says, “Just shove my soul back in me where it belongs.”