The Visitor's Book of Malinbois

(Last update: 19/10/96)

A huge man stands before you, perhaps seven and a half foot tall. The full suit of chain mail armour strains to keep the massive bulk of his body inside. His shoulders are almost as wide as the gateway he stands in. Across his back is a greatsword, almost as long as yourself. Behind him stand a few other figures but you cannot see them clearly. In a deep gravelly voice he speaks.

"Welcome to Santare Hill. I am known as Id and I am in charge of visitors to this place. Perhaps you would be so kind as to introduce yourselves and state your business."

The speech sounds well prepared as if he has recited it many times before. After introducing yourself, the giant motions and a servant steps forward. He leads you across the courtyard and up the staircase of the central tower. After showing you to the top floor, he departs. Inside there is a large crescent-shaped table. Shelves of mouldy tomes are arranged on the walls. In the corner stands a strange man wearing black robes and bearing a silver mask. He says nothing but gestures towards a small table on which sit a series of old leather-bound tomes, engraved with the symbol of Malinbois. You walk to the table and examine them.

Inside, they read:

On Mon, 10 Jul 95, Vasha of House Flambeau wrote:
"Any chance of a shag Lunantha?"
On Mon, 10 Jul 95, Lunantha follower of Tytalus wrote:
"Not in your life-time, you rancid pool of excrement. Name your Form or apologise."
On Tue, 11 Jul 95, Vasha of House Flambeau wrote:
"Creo. If I win I get a shag, if you win you get an apology."
On Tue, 11 Jul 95, Lunantha filia of Agnis follower of Tytalus wrote:
"Accepted. The form is Corpus. Meet me at Malinbois."
On Tue, 11 Jul 95, Archmage Vasha of House Flambeau wrote:
"I'll see you there at the next new moon."

Sure enough, at the next new moon, the Archmage Vasha arrives at Malinbois. He is a short, hunchbacked, man dressed in dirty garish red robes. His grotesquely warped face is fixed into a maniacal and slobbering grin. He is accompanied by six tough armed soldiers, each carrying a large sack. Although they don't stand too close, on account of the foul stench emanating from his person.
Lunantha arrives to greet him, with Orphitus, and several other interested parties, in tow. She speaks first:

On Tue, 11 Jul 95, Lunantha filia of Agnis follower of Tytalus wrote:
"The Certamen will be conducted in front of the Hazel Throne of Bellantia. Unless faeries scare you?"
On Wed, 12 Jul 95, Archmage Vasha of House Flambeau wrote:
"I love faeries, he slobbers, shall we begin?"

The two combatants enter the Faerie Regio and prepare for the battle. Various Magi of Malinbois are present to witness the contest. In particular, Madeleine, follower of Guernicus, is present to ensure that the Code of Hermes will be properly upheld. As the Archmage Vasha sits down opposite Lunantha, his soldiers step forward and empty their sacks. An enormous variety of oddments are revealed; phials of liquid, jars of peculiar preserved organs, and other even stranger things. He arranges this vast quantity of Vis around him in a neat circle, close to hand, and turns to face Lunantha, grinning hideously, and fondling his talisman eagerly.
Round 1:
Lunantha unties the draw strings from a pouch at her belt and smiles as she begins the ritual. Vasha also begins chanting, as he does so he reaches down into a jar and throws a small bit of shrivelled flesh into the circle, as the Phantoms start to form...
Between the combatants, two corporeal beings take shape and begin to attack each other. For a moment, the magical energies waver as the beings are thrown apart. Momentarily, a disconcerted look crosses Vasha's face, but his Phantom regathers itself and starts to pummel its opponent, pushing it back. Tiny beads of sweat start to appear on Lunantha's forehead.
Round 2:
Lunantha takes some more Vis from her pouch, and throws it in. Vasha adds another item from the jar. The Phantoms rejoin in battle...
As before, there is a strange magical distortion in the circle. This time, however, a look of horror crosses Vasha's face as his Phantom falls apart. Raw magical energy seethes over his body, and he reels backwards, knocking over his precious containers of Vis. He screams and clutches at his groin, writhing violently, before becoming silent and motionless. The duel is over.

Vasha's soldiers rush forward and pick up his unconscious body, and his remaining Vis, while the startled onlookers ponder the dubious tactics that Lunantha has employed. It was a duel unlike any had seen before. Madeleine mutters darkly about "contravening the Peripheral Code" or some such. It would not be wise to reveal the full extent of the injury suffered by the Archmage, but let it just be noted that his lust will be curbed significantly in future!

On Thu, 13 Jul 95, Lunantha filia of Agnis follower of Tytalus wrote:
"They don't make Archmages like they used to. I have to go now, tell Vasha not bother about the apology and he was a great sport."
On Sat, 22 Jul 95, Alanus Scotus, filius Pendaran Dyfed, magus ex miscellanea wrote:
"One of the nicer covenant sites I've seen so far. Conveys a sense of what your Malinbois is about and who lives there, not to mention what they've done. 2000 Crusaders, eh? Impressive!"
On Wed, 9 Aug 95, Calum beg Cnaibh, House Jerbiton wrote:
"May the Lord bless you and keep you... and if he does not, then may your passage into twilight be swift!"
On Tue, 15 Aug 95, Malevolous Serini, House Tremere wrote:
"Killing 2000 crusaders is easy if you drop a mountain on them. No crusading aura can stop that!"
On Fri, 1 Sep 95, Winston Graham, English Mongol Warrior wrote:
"Greetings from Loch Leglean."
On Thu, 14 Sep 95, Gerard De le Bec of Flambeau wrote:
"You bunch of silly children, one day I will have to come and show the true power of "le flame"! I have been studying the art the fire for fort.... that's none of your business. Regardless, my servi and I, I mean sodales reside in a beautiful covenant in Scotland with plenty of forest for me to practice my lovely arts. Sure the local faeries hate me, but they know to stay out of my way lest I show them the power of "le flame"! (except for the ones who destroyed my lab, but they too shall learn my wrath)"
On Thu, 14 Sep 95, Malevolous Serini, Mistress of Destruction, House Tremere wrote:
"Yet another Flambeau who thinks he can solve the world's problems by burning everything. One day my friend you will find something that doesn't burn by your arts and you will be extinguished."
On Sun, 17 Sep 95, Gerard De le Bec of Flambeau wrote:
"The silly Tremere, Ha! Rules and rank can give you nothing concerning the true nature of living. Death comes to all and I will greet it when my time arrives, you would be wise to do the same."
On Mon, 18 Sep 95, Malevolous Serini wrote:
"A fire may burn brightly, but it quickly dies without fuel. Through order and rules comes the ability to provide that fuel so that the fire may burn forever bright."
On Fri, 22 Sep 95, Gerard De le Bec of Flambeau wrote:
"Transcience and disorder, the nature of flame. To change that is to attempt to canonize a demon. Learn and grow from what is, not what you wish to be, or you will learn not."
On Fri, 22 Sep 95, Philologos, House Bonisagus wrote:
"I leave this place feeling cheery that there is still so much to be learned. I am indebted to your hospitality. Salvete."
On Sat, 23 Sep 95, Cain, filius Lycus, of Tytalus wrote:
"Tremere fool. You look to others to provide the answers, rather than facing the challenge of choosing your own path through life. And as for you, my Flambeau sodalis -- any man can die well, but living well is more difficult. Judge not the man by his fear or lack thereof of death, or by his mastery of chaos -- judge the man by his mastery of himself. It is certainly apparent to me that neither of you have accomplished that."
On Mon, 25 Sep 95, Malevolous Serini wrote:
"Cain, do you ever need to find out a piece of information? What do you do? You ask someone or look it up in a book. Is that not looking to others for answers? For one so young and inexperienced you certainly like to talk a lot. Tell me, have you managed to master your magic or is it still mastering you?"
On Tue, 26 Sep 95, Helaine DeVris, Archmage of House Tytalus wrote:
"An interesting place. I see several of my house have passed this way already. Good luck to you in all your struggles."
On Wed, 27 Sep 95, Malevolous Serini wrote:
"I am honoured that an Archmage of your reputation has stopped at our covenant for a brief moment. If you would care for a glass of wine there is much I would like to discuss."
On Wed, 27 Sep 95, Gerard De le Bec of Flambeau wrote:
"I take from what is, and my will exerts its power through natural sympathies. Le flame is my method and I would not take ramblings from those who do not even know themselves. Listen, see, and hear, feel around you and you will have power over all."
On Thu, 12 Oct 95, Holernes the traveller, Ex Miscellanea wrote:
"(The huge, peasant-dressed, weather-hardened man sits on a nearby rock with a contented sigh. Allowing his staff to rest on his leg, he turns to address in a strange language a dark, disturbing man waiting in the shadows at a distance. Then he claps his thick hands and a broad smile stretches on his tanned face) Ah... the travel has been long, and it feels so good to be again within the walls of the brothers in Hermes, isn' t it? I humbly request shelter for the night, and to be allowed to care for my friend, as we both are weary. I will repay by whatever means- (in this moment, a peregrine falcon crosses the sky. Holernes stops, with an absent look on his face. The mysterious shape still stands unmoving, frozen as in ice. a child who sees him starts crying and runs for her mother.) Ahh, what I was saying? whatever means you see fit! (The talk and arguing suddenly stops. what an uncouth way of introducing himself!)"
On Thu, 12 Oct 95, Serina wrote:
"You have the look of one who has travelled far and seen many things. I'm sure you have many stories to tell, that is all I request from you. Enter and rest."
On Fri, 13 Oct 95, Holernes Ex Miscellanea wrote:
"Thank you, my sister in Arts, may the blessing of Hermes stay with you. May I introduce myself to the autocrat so that he may care for our needs? Later I will be more than glad of sharing tales with you and your sodalis. ( Without letting the smile to fall off, the big man slowly rises, and using his staff as a walking stick, lumbers towards the man in shadows, who shrinks back as he approaches. Stopping several feet from him, but close enough to hold a quiet conversation. The shape nods, and Holernes comes back, leaving him where he stays. with an apologetic smile, he walks past the assembled Magi and heads towards the Covenant)."
On Fri, 13 Oct 95, Serina wrote:
"Your friend may enter as well if you wish. Come let me show you to the caverns beneath this hill. The quarters there are excellent. Then perhaps you will tells us why you are here."
On Fri, 13 Oct 95, Holernes the traveller, Ex Miscellanea wrote:
"( The big man seems to be taken aback by the offer. Then, passing the callous hand through the long wispy white hair tha so strikingly contrasts with the tanned skin, speaks ) Much thanks for your generosity, my mistress, but- My amicus comes before me, and I must see to his needs. I know that is his desire to be left as removed from other people as possible, as - ( Stops for a moment, as choosing the right words ) - strange things could happen. I hope that a request for a removed shelter for the two of us will not mark us as unable to appreciate your hospitality, or - ( pauses, then lets loose a thunderous laughter ) as a pair of godless sodomites in heat, isn' t it? I do promise that if I get this favor, I' ll share with all of you what I know that could be useful to us of Art, and you will not have to worry as I will take care of the needs of my friend."
On Fri, 13 Oct 95, Serina wrote:
"The caverns below will give you both the privacy that you require. No one will disturb you unless you wish it. It is also warm and dry. Now please bring your friend and we can sort out the arrangements you require."
On Tue, 17 Oct 95, Holernes the traveller, Ex Miscellanea wrote:
"( Suddenly serious, Holernes turns to look at Serina. then, with a resigned sigh, he speaks. ) I see that hospitality is a primary concern here at Malinbois. Well... thank you, we accept your offer. But I beg you, take care that no one, no LIVING THING ever gets near my amicus. I trust in that you graciously will not ask me for explanations, that I... I don' t think to be able to give. ( After pausing for a while, as to make sure that his last statements have been fully understood, he turns towards the spot where the mysterious shape waits. Then the magus raises the thick hands and intones with a deep voice an Auram spell. The screech of a peregrine falcon, coming out of an empty sky, is replaced by ste soft rustling of the leaves of the forest; Serina understands that it must be an incantation for speaking at a distance. Then Holernes speaks in the same harsh language he used the first time. The shape does not even make the effort of answering; But the magus turns towards Serina, and answers to her questioning look with a "He will come." Without hurrying, the shape leaves the shadows of the forest. Now more of him is visible; he is dressed with a plain roughhewn cape that barely conceals his sturdy build. A hood obscures his face, and keeps his arms folded under the cape, as if hiding something... or better, as if he expected a sudden attack from nowhere, but the posture is straight, not the hunched stance of the fearful. He stops a few steps from Holernes, in the same frozen, eternal stance of before. Though he does not take the hood off, he does not make any effort of hiding his face. He simply looks as if nothing, nothing could even interest him, as if he wasn' t here--- but a strange, creepy, WRONG feeling grows stronger every moment, as the same air seems to flee in terror of what it cannot understand, making breathing difficult. Even the Mistress of Destruction, storng as she is, can feel a tiny worm of chill fear gnawing at her self-control. Turning, she notices the same in Holernes, who whispers in a croaky voice "This is Heinrich.""
On Wed, 18 Oct 95, Laurent, House Mercere wrote:
"Hi, Serina, Callidus, et al. Got any more messages to send or can I do some laboratory work at last?"
On Thu, 19 Oct 95, Fionn mac Mathgen, Disceptater and member of house Ex-Miscellanea wrote:
"Greetings, I trust things have been well in my absence. (Fionn wears new clothes in a smart fashion, under his Tuigen, and has neatly cropped hair and beard. He has a noticable absence of leaves in his hair.) (A small, twelve-year old, girl in a white tunic walks behind and to one side as he strides into the Covenant and into his Sanctum)."
On Thu, 19 Oct 95, Callidus Faberis, filius Retistius, scholae Verditii wrote:
"Hello Fionn, good to see you back. (Callidus walks out of his lab on the ground floor.) You, uh, look rather... different. (He gesticulates with his left arm, made of iron.) It seems we have both changed since we last met. Perhaps you would care to join me for a glass of wine in my chambers and I can fill you in on all the news."
On Fri, 20 Oct 95, Serina wrote:
"Welcome Heinrich, I am glad you decided to join us. If you would care to follow me to the caverns I will show you to your quarters. The necessary arrangements will be made. If you care to look around, you will find much information on our covenant."
On Fri, 20 Oct 95, Fionn mac Mathgen (House Diedne) wrote:
"I would be more than happy to talk Callidus.(Fionn gestures to his apprentice, Brigit, who departs) You can tell me what has been going on for the last couple of years. I see you are well, what's left of you anyway! You must have some interesting tales? (Fionn follows the Terram Magus into the tower)."
On Mon, 23 Oct 95, Holernes the traveller, Ex Miscellanea wrote:
"(Later, in a small chamber in the caverns) I apologize for the silence of Heinrich, my mistress, but he doesn' t speak Latin or Provencal. Thank you for the hospitality, again. He will be of no disturbance to anyone. ( Holernes sits on a stool that really looks too small for him, resting the staff on the table. After making sure that the door to Heinrich's chamber is closed, draws a deep breath) My mistress, My life holds no secrets to the brothers in Hermes, and I don' t call myself 'the traveller' for nothing. I have roamed the land almost as far as our minds can conceive, stopping only at the point when self-preservation forbade me from going further for fear of falling out of the borders of the world. And many wondrous things I have seen, indeed; but they are tied to my past, and what is now my present is within the Roman Tribunal, for that is my destination. My amicus told me a tale of a town in Northern Italy in which, every year, the shades of the dead Crusaders who had sworn on God's name to free Jerusalem gather to repeat their quest, forever bound by their vow... (Almost uncounsciously, the magus glances at the sturdy door of Heinrich' s chamber)... forever doomed to fail. There I go."
On Mon, 23 Oct 95, Serina wrote:
"What do you hope to accomplish by going there? If you are set on going to this place then perhaps I could be of some assistance. Many years ago this covenant had problems with some ghosts. I designed a spell to destroy them. If you wish to trade, you could have a copy.
I suspect that Heinrich is connected to your quest in Italy, tell me more of what is happening. If you wish that Heinrich was here then I have magic that will allow me to speak many languages."
On Tue, 24 Oct 95, Holernes the traveller, Ex Miscellanea wrote:
"No, my mistress, I don't want you to speak with Heinrich, and he surely will not tell anything anyway. ( He presses each hand's fingertips together and draws them to the lips, his sky-blue eyes fixed on a point past Serina's shoulder) I will tell you what I can, and what I think is useful to us of Arts. ( He stands, and begins sizing the small room with slow, broad steps, until he is behind Serina. Then, after what seems an exceedingly long time to Serina, he speaks, carefully measuring the words.) As I told you, I have no secret on myself to hide. So hear my words, and make of them what you wish. Our Gift is a mysterious thing, mine requires a - specimen - , the seas for me to learn in the Art of Aquam, the deepest forest for the Art of Herbam, and the highest peaks where the eternal winds vent their fury for Auram. This is why I am 'the traveller', always moving to seek the manifestations of the Arts. This is the reason I have to go to Italia; I hope that such a mass gathering of spirits will give me the insights I need on the Arts of Rego and Mentem. This is what I gain from Heinrich, and he demands from me protection, support..... and especially SILENCE. ( Serina seems lost in her thoughts, so Holernes sits again on the creaking stool and, leaning forward, stares into her good eye. The other one starts glowing in response to the vicinity of his headband.) You wanted to bargain, my mistress? we can. As you have surely understood, I don't have to destroy that spirit army, rather to learn from them. So this if my offer: You give me a way of keeping the spirits at bay, even if I think that they will not even notice us, and you, or whoever you choose as fit, may follow us (emphasizes these words with eloquent hand gestures ) at a distance, as Heinrich must not know of you. I warn you, though, that my amicus told me that the spirit army will move towards the Holy Land, so we will follow it. If you wish, take my offering to the Council and then we will work out the details of the agreement. ( as an afterthought he adds: ) Well, I am a bit low on Vis as well, and I have many other interesting stories that I think the Council would be interested into. Agree?"
On Wed, 25 Oct 95, Serina wrote:
"I understand your reasons for going and perhaps we can help. There is a magus here who excels at the art of Rego. However, what would we gain out of such a trip if you don't mind me asking. I will call a council meeting so that you may present your request and tell us other stories if you wish. SomE of the council will be willing to listen, though I cannot guarantee that all will be bothered to attend. They are a very varied bunch indeed."
On Fri, 27 Oct 95, Holernes The Traveller, Ex Miscellanea wrote:
"Actually, I'm afraid you could gain nothing more than I plan to obtain myself. That' s why I think you should discuss the subject before the Council. I am at your service to discuss in detail the subject before the council. Meanwhile... ( He looks at the straw bed ) I think I will take a much needed rest. we will abuse of your hospitality no more than two days, and then we will head towards Italia. Now, if I may be so rude.... ( He grunts a bit while trying to accomodate his huge frame on the small bed)"
On Mon, 30 Oct 95, Serina wrote:
"Very well, once you have rested get one of the servants to call me and a council meeting will be called."
On Tue, 31 Oct 95, Fionn mac Mathgen, Disceptater wrote:
"Serina, I hear that you wish to call a council meeting. Does it concern this visitor we have? I have been hearing strange things about his companion from the other Covenant members."
On Tue, 31 Oct 95, Serina wrote:
"All will be revealed at the meeting."
On Wed, 1 Nov 95, Fionn wrote:
"In that case I look forward to the meeting with interest."

Click here to see further events regarding Holernes' visit.

On Mon, 20 Nov 95, Gennaro Narucci of Quaesitor signed.
On Tue, 12 Dec 95, Thanys of Bonisagus wrote:
"Well,well,well. It is as the great Bonisagus feared. Our order is devolving into petty Magi worried more about blustery speech and posturing than in pursuing magical wisdom. You worry too much about what you can destroy and who can kill...take a step back from your short-sighted pursuits and try to envision what you will leave behind. What will be your legacy? "I won 200 Certamen!" or perhaps "I destroyed all who stood against me!"? PAH!! Think on how you will further our knowledge and improve the Order. Then, perhaps someday, your name will be spoken the reverance and awe...like Bonisagus'!"
On Wed, 13 Dec 95, Serina wrote:
"I am always looking for ways to benefit the order, perhaps you have a few suggestions. As to what you leave behind, if you haven't noticed most of the magi here have taken apprentices so that our knowledge will be passed on to others."
On Tue, 19 Dec 95, Thanys of Bonisagus wrote:
"My humblest apology Serina, my comments were directed towards those members of Flambeau and Tytalus who recently received respite at Malinbois and were in no way intended to suggest that the Magi at Malinbois have not contributed to the growth of the Order. As you have asked, I will give you a brief description of my current projects and studies. Recently I have come across an ancient Egyptian scroll that hints of a method to increase the strength of the Aegis. I am close to translating this scroll and feel that after I have converted the methodology to the proper Hermetic form, Covenants throughout the order will be able to strenghten their Aegis to a magnitude previously unheard of!! In addition, while exploring the ruins of a Covenant, I stumbled upon an ancient Mercurian ritual that...well, I think that it would be best to keep this information guarded as those Mercurian priests in Doissetep tend to get a little over zealous when they find out that there is a remnant of Mercurian Lore not in their possession! Perhaps you, Serina, would care to share what it is you have been working on? I am always intrigued by the quests for knowledge that other forward looking Magi undertake."
On Wed, 24 Jan 96, Ronaldus filius Ricardo, of House Guernicus wrote:
"A truly impressive site. You are to be commended for your contributions to the Order. My own covenant has been extant for about the same length of time as yours, and we too have had our share of incidents of all kinds, amusing, horrifying, and just plain weird. Best of luck to Madeleine on her efforts to enforce the Code--as I could tell you, it isn't easy to do so when you are overmatched! And I must admit a soft spot for Serina-- she reminds me of the former leader of our covenant (departed, destinations unknown). I enjoyed my visit. I shall try to return soon."
On Wed, 14 Feb 96, Imanitos Mendax, filius Vorien, scholae Jerbitonis wrote:
(grins lewdly) "Happy Valentine's Day, Maria! I note that you are a skilled healer. My back has been most sore of late" (rubs back with pained expression) "and a good massage would be most welcome. Care to join me in my chambers...?"
On Thu, 15 Feb 96, Maria Medica wrote:
"You poor dear, I'll get some of the grogs to set up a traction machine for you. A long stretching of the back should solve your problem."
On Thu, 15 Feb 96, Imanitos Mendax wrote:
(face falls and replies hastily) "I, uh... now that you mention it, it doesn't feel so bad after all." (stretches convincingly) "Perhaps some other time." (walks away muttering something about trying Rego Mentem next time...)
On Mon, 19 Feb 96, Maria Medica wrote:
"Come back you silly thing Imanitos. There is no need to be embarassed about having back pain. I really suggest that you come with me and I will take care of your pain."
On Mon, 19 Feb 96, Imanitos Mendax wrote:
(There is no reply. Maria notes that the image of Imanitos flickers and suddenly shifts one pace to the side, before hastily retreating across the courtyard and into the north tower.)
On Tue, 20 Feb 96, Poseidon (aka Neptune) wrote:
(Clouds roll in from the stormy sea, and lightning flickers through the grey mist. From out of the sky whispers a quiet, yet strangely penetrating voice) "Time passes with the seasons. Life passes with death...."
On Thu, 7 Mar 96, Zeus wrote:
"You always did have a flair for the dramatic."
On Thu, 7 Mar 96, Poseidon wrote:
"Yeah?! Well at least I don't have to disguise myself if I want to get a date!!"
On Fri, 8 Mar 96, Zeus wrote:
"Remember who you are talking to fish face."
On Fri, 8 Mar 96, Poseidon wrote:
"You can talk, Mr `Golden Shower'. God of Fertility, pah Infertility more likely!"
On Fri, 8 Mar 96, Reynarde, filius of Thanys, House Bonisagus wrote:
"Alas! My Pater has set before me an onerous task as part of my gauntlet! I must gather together a complete roll of all members of the Order of Hermes, including their house, covenant and parens!! Perhaps the kind Magi of Malinbois could make my request known to their visitors who could then spread the word throughout the order. I have told the Red Caps to deliver any correspondence to me at washeftic@aol.com! I assure you that I will share this information with any and all who ask when they make themselves known to me through the Red Caps!! Thankyou!"
On Tue, 12 Mar 96, GOD wrote:
"SILENCE! Thy petty squabbling is most unseemly. Return thou to thy hollow realms and trouble me no further, for I have real work to do!"
On Mon, 1 Apr 96, Sutal of House Jerbiton wrote:
"Although I shall be entering a twighlight soon it has done my heart good to see that others still follow the path of Hermes."
On Wed, 17 Apr 96, Argentus, filius Antonia, House Jerbiton wrote:
"I had a rather nasty MuCo botch which left me rather disoriented and detatched... has any one seen my arms and legs?"
On Wed, 17 Apr 96, �orl Wulfgar, filius Timerite, House Jerbiton wrote:
"Misericordia ad nulla."
On Wed, 17 Apr 96, Eduardo wrote:
A scruffy looking urchin, face covered in dirt, approaches the gate. The sight of the huge man at the gate obviously startles him, since he drops what he was carrying and runs into the forest screaming.
The huge man's skin ripples slightly. "Follow me you two" he snorts. Two tusks have grown in his mouth and his face is elongating. His chain mail armour and greatsword disappear as he drops to all fours. Short brown fur now covers his body, a tail swishes behind him. The boar sprints off into the forest, the two guards struggle to keep pace.
Meanwhile the scribe moves forward and picks up the object that was dropped. It is a scroll, slightly worse for wear but still intact. Turning it in his hands he sees a small blob of darkened wax sealing it. Breaking the seal he unfurls it.
Beware the Liar, lest your doom be ensured
Id returns once again in human form, a few bleached bones in his hand. The look on his face tells of the boy's grisly fate at the hands of the Brollican.
On Tue, 23 Apr 96, Altair de Criamon wrote:
"Messires, your pages seem to have been very well done, so must I say that you've made good things. But remember wherever you go, we are Magi and so we are superiors on such stupid creatures that are normal humans. We must conquire the world."
On Thu, 25 Apr 96, Id wrote:
"You are welcome to enter and discuss your ideas with others however I fear that you views may fall on deaf ears."
On Tue, 7 May 96, Pyran of house Flambeau wrote:
"I'm still here, don't forget me."
On Thu, 9 May 96, Salamandrus, House Tremere wrote:
"As if we could forget you Pyran after the time you BoaF a group of peasants in front of a crusader who promptly chopped your arm off."
On Sun, 19 May 96, Nelson aka Feoroth de Bonisagus wrote:
"I'm looking forward to illuminate myself through the eyes of the many who came by. May your covenant live long and prosper. Salvete sodales"
On Fri, 7 Jun 96, Bestius Ex Titalus wrote:
"CERTAMEN CERTAMEN CERTAMEN !!!! All the dummies that read this will be welcomed in El Mateix Covenant, at the provencal Tribunal."
On Wed, 26 Jun 96, Lithios of House Flambeau signed.
On Thu, 4 Jul 96, Herolius, filliae Ergamon, follower of Bonisagus wrote:
"Salvete sodales! I am greatly pleased by what I have witnessed here. Seeing such a respectable covenant in in a very pleasing setting has warmed my heart and been an appreciated change in atmosphere, compared to the wet climate and constant political struggle of Moldavia and the Transsylvanian Tribunal. May the powers that be smile upon you, and rest assured that I will speak honorably of the way I was treated in my brief sojourn. Continue your good work and the Order may rest assured of an enlightened future."
On Fri, 19 Jul 96, Assumpta Ignava, filia Nysakean, scholae Tytali wrote:
A short young woman with black hair leading a pack mule, she looks tired. "I have come to join your ranks if it is possible, I have heard much about the covenant of Malinbois and feel that it is ideally suited for me."
On Mon, 16 Sep 96, GOD wrote:
"I'M TAKING AN EXTENDED LEAVE OF ABSENCE...UHMMM...JUST CARRY ON AS USUAL, OK? REMEMBER THAT I'M NOT AROUND ANYMORE TO BAIL YOU OUT OF YOUR PROBLEMS, SO NO BREAKING ANY MORE PILLARS, RIGHT?!"
On Tue, 15 Oct 96, Ut-Napishtim of House Criamon wrote:
"There are those who seek power in the world Rather to submit their unfathomable greed to the spark of the mind, born in flowery Word Do so, and your will will be not iron, but lead. The Writing will be spread, as you do now, Awaiting Fiery Tantruns to Classic Praises Arcadian Truths to Hierarchical Orders Conflictous Debates to Nature-loving Says Stricting Laws to Magic-Striped Letters Enigmatic Rhymes to Mechanical Phrases Proud-Stucked Theories to Out-of-Rash Matters With all but one, this book still grows. How?"

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