Ulthuan

Laicamir travels straight to his room and looks around for some form of rocking chair. Failing to find one he seats himself in a large armchair and considers recent events.

Laicamir addresses the elf who brought them here "This was all prepared quite rapidly, were you somehow informed of our coming?" after a moment he added "Thank you in any case."

"Huzzah!" We have at last reached land and thus are a step closer to resolving this problem. "Should we set out immediately or rest first?"

Laicamir is now somewhat confused over where the ship is heading. He sets out to find the others so that they might clarify the situation for him.

Thank You! ^_^ I am glad you found it amusing. "On the way to our destination we would be hounded and hunted by the fearsome and relentless beeggarrs of Sydwalk! Where we would have to fend them off with our own weapons of sparee caich. But through our own blood, sweat and tears we would have a...

Thank you both very much! ^_^ It certainly was not a massive tree, it was kinda small for a tree but I still had to hit it for half a day. (I finally got white iris seeds and I HAD TO PLANT THEM) Reading this you would have suffered what all my friends have been recently, I have developed a habit of...

The Saga of Great Gärddën War It was a glorious day, a Sunday in fact. I headed into the fray against a great peril that beset my lands. Great and high were my enemies, one many headed as a hydra and the other had a thick and armoured trunk that no normal blade stood a hope at piercing. Undaunted I...

"I have no cause to stop at the trower."

"Excellent, please also send this letter to my home they can begin to search within Tiranoc."
Laicamir finishes writing his letters and then goes back onto the deck to find out how far from port they are.

"Four sigils! Did you hear that, there are four sigils!" Laicamir is quite panicked and hurriedly pulls writing implements from his robe and begins to frantically write on two bits of paper. "I will send letters to the tower and to my household, the sigils must be found!" Laicami...

"I have seen occurrences like this, many times. We can only hope its cause is not the same as in the cases I have witnessed." Laicamir tries to assist as best he can but in his worried state he is more of a hindrance, he stops assisting and consults one of his books, looking for anything o...

"Yes, something certainly is the matter. Something has tampered with the waystones and I cannot think of any purpose that is not malign which would cause somebody to do so, it is highly troubling."

Laicamir, with great difficulty, drags one of the chairs which were on board the ship next to the ship's wheel and spreads his map out.
"I will show you where we can find this abomination"
Laicamir has become very weak physically, barely able to stand.

"Thank You, will you join us on our search for this sigil? If so then we need not return to Lothen at all."

Laicamir walks over, still highly confused as to what is going on. He has been highly confused and disoriented since the ritual in the tower.
"Hello, ah, friends, how are you?"

Stupid child, this is why he could never become a mage.

Not them again, I only just cleaned them out! Now I have an annoying amount of vegetables lying around....

"Very Well" Laicamir pulls out more paper and writing implements and begins to write letters. He concludes that he will be setting out from Lothern and that any who wish to accompany him should meet him there. He then proceeds to say goodbye to many people within the tower before setting o...

Laicamir pulls a map from the sleeve of his robe, that seems to be where he stores things, and spreads it on the table. "I would imagine its around here." He points to a spot close to the coast, toward the north of Yvresse. "I believe you are correct in that I should use a ship" ...

"Indeed, I price I wouldn't pay given the choice. I know the general location, I can certainly investigate and hopefully locate it." Laicamir thinks for a moment "I can leave now if that is best."

"Indeed" Laicamir is greatly calmed by the tea and stops his fevered panic "It appears that something is disrupting the waystones in a very cunning way which may be connected to the monster incursions. Perhaps we should look at who gains from such incursions, what is the greater plot?...

Laicamir calms for a moment, hastily stuffing various quills and vials back into his sleeves. "Yes yes lets do that" Laicamir begins to walk back toward toward the office, as he does so he scribbles a message to be sent back to Tor Lossaurel, full of warnings which are quite a bit more dir...

Laicamir's panic continues to worsen, he begins to pull all manner of objects from the sleeves of his robes as he mutters repeatedly about various tragedies which might befall him.

Exactly what I had been thinking.

On second thought and after reading the book some more I might change him back to being an Archmage, I am really really really really sorry, I get very confused with things like this. I never managed to work out whether I preferred Wizards or Sorcerer :( Edit: While editing it I added the rest of th...

Laicamir severs his connection from the spell "I have found a abnormality" Laicamir then describes the sigil to their guide, all the time growing more and more panicked about a possible incursion of daemons.

Awesome, he has still forsaken armour due to his age though.

With the new book being released do you guys mind if I edit my profile from Archmage to Loremaster, it fits my character much better?

Laicamir closes his eyes and concentrates on the waystones, while being mindful of all threats his is particularly fearful and watchful for any signs of daemonic interference.

Laicamir takes a few minuets to observe the wondrous chamber.
"If the tower would prefer to deal with this own there own than I will leave if you wish it?"
Laicamir then stands in a vacant spot in the room and begins to mutter sheilding incantations under his breath.