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Title: Chapter Three - Discovery

Author: The Amanuensis

There had been quite an explosion of new members into the brotherhood in recent days. Many of them were still very new to the lands of Britannia. Some were so appreciative of the home and the assistance they'd found in the Brethren of Light, they took it upon themselves to donate anything they did not immediately require. Such was the case this fine evening, when Nvxvs, Shadesta, and Volderzap -- all recent Initiates -- were providing reagents and leather they had chanced upon.

"Tanth," Niltsiar began, "Why don't you go ahead and put those in the reagents box for them."

He nodded as he gathered the few items strewn about the ground in front of the small guildhouse. As he carried them inside, the thought occurred that now would be the perfect opportunity to set the wheels of mistrust into motion.

Checking to make certain he was the only one in the guildhouse, Tanthazarus pulled the parchment from his cluttered pouch. It still smelled of the filthy drow, and of their Jabbress, Silvaria. Quickly, he placed it in the center of the small chest which held a few score of assorted mystical herbs.

Rather than have someone chance upon it and use it to their own advantage, he sought to bring it to someone's attention. Someone who could keep things quiet if need be. Someone he could trust should the secret need to be told. At that very moment, still swaggering from the recall spell, Sir Chalen appeared outside the window.

"Perfect," he muttered to himself, unaware that anything had actually escaped his lips. He closed the box and walked outside, resuming his conversations with the younger ones of the guild. They sought adventure, as is usually the case with such young lads. Chalen saw them off. But before he could get away himself, Tanth stopped him.

"Chalen. A most urgent matter hath arisen."

"Aye?" came his quizzical reply.

Tanthazarus nodded his head, then cocked it quickly in the direction of the door, an unspoken request that they speak in private. Upon entering, Tanth quickly closed the door, and in a hushed voice said, "Look in the reagents box."

He waited, watching the expression on his fellow Elder's face as he stumbled upon the words of the Drow Jabbress Silvaria. His eyes grew wide at first, a look of shock. Then came the fury of a betrayed man. "I know not what to say," he stammered.

"Aye," the old mage replied, "'tis a most disturbing finding. I too am speechless, and ye know how rarely that happens!"

Sir Chalen grinned uncomfortably. He was horrified. The two stood, speechless, as if trying to piece it all together. "He has been quite liberal in his spending habits lately," Tanthazarus suggested.

"I noticed."

For the awkward moments that followed, the two sat in silence. Finally, Tanth suggested that Chalen keep the book in his strongbox, so that the Elders might come up with a way to find Truth.

In the hours that followed, LA Woman was also informed of the finding, and she was shown the evil penmanship of the Jabbress. Pain, denial, and hatred came together in the proud woman, yet all she could do was sit in silence as well.

The following day, the plan had been devised. The Elders would keep secret their finding on the Lord Sovereign, then place him into a test. If he passed the test, his name would be cleared, but even more questions would be raised. If not... The Council of Elders dared not think of the consequences.