Sekhmet sent a couple of Her people to keep an eye on Robert. Told them while Robert is not a bad sort, he does not always think things through. Also the snakes seems to be targetting him now as he stopped one of their schemes to take over the minds of the King and Queen. These two understand about Alric to. How he is under a curse and hopes Robert can help free him from it with out killing him in the process. They did not know about his new look though. Walking metal man with the soul of a great Hero in it. Scary and powerful being. When he learned why they were there he welcomed their presence. He is tickled that the male of the two knows his stories. Happily talks about them and corrects a few things, mostly bard additions to what really happened.

Althea listens to the stories and marvels over some of them. She loves to hear about other peoples adventures.

Kitten wakes to hear the rousing tale of how Alric out smarted a dozen bandits by making them think he was an attacking dragon, using a metal tube and a bowl to amplify his voice and make it sound like a Roar. Shaking of tree limbs and lantern light focused on a bronze mirror to simulate the dragons fire. It worked and the bandits all fled, never to be seen again.

The story teller is a high priest of Sekhmet, Darr Nal. He Loves adventure stories as his life is more boring. Priestly stuff, occaisionally has to cast out a demon or the like. But nothing like in the stories of Heros.

Alric chuckles, "My friend, things you take as 'boring' are adventures to other people. That story with the bandits, that was pure desperation and I had HELP, a troup of entertainers in fact. They did all the dragon parts. I just made lots of noise. The Bards, they changed things, added in parts and removed all the other people who really did allot to make that story happen. Problem is, most people don't want to hear about the Truth, they want excitement and thus Hero's are born. Not to say I don't do my part, fight the battles and all. But I was part of a group, The warrior. My cousin was the mage, Velvex. Till some stupid bard decided to protray him as a villain cause that bard hated mages. His stories destroyed my cousins reputation, he had to flee the country. Then that Stupid Bard made up stories of me Battling Velvex, defeating him in some terrible epic. It never happened. It was friends of Vels that locked me away. Thinking I had killed him because of the Lies of that stupid bard, Terr-an Starspeaker."

Darr listens in shock then sadness, "I don't know what to say. I heard those stories to, they are well crafted and told. Never occured to me that they were fantasy though."

Robert opens his door, "I have heard of Velvex, I got a book written by him, well a copy of a book he wrote really. He went to the elven lands far to the west. Never got over how he felt about bards who make up stories. I don't know if he still lives or not though."

Alric nods, "Well I am glad he got to write a book. He was always reading scrolls and researching things. Uh Master, what is with the iron door ?"

"Set sent in theives to steal all my magic items. I got it all back, but well. I just needed to feel safe after that, so I made this room as safe as I can make it. Little stuffy in here now though. Forgot to leave room for air flow." They look past him, at the wall of thick wood and clear crystal sheets. The air is warmer in there than where they are now.

The female priestess, Bel-kna shakes her head, "I think this is part of what the Lady meant, about him not always thinking things through."

Robert makes a face, "I found a strange magic item, I did not know what it did and she seems to think it was a lack of wisdom for me to get it. I got Alrics armor and swords there to. I get no complaints about that though."

Kitten giggles, "I imagine it's because they have not Seen the armor yet. Its from a future time isn't it ?"

Robert looks at it then shrugs, "Maybe. Called Plate Armor, very expensive, stuff like this is normally reserved for Royalty and Great Hero's. But it was lost, so finders keepers and all that."

Alric looks at him, "You know how to make this type of armor don't you ?"

Shrugs, "Yes, and I can tell you. It most likely took them a minimum of 20 years to make that suit. Maybe longer. Elves tend to be perfectionist when it comes to such works. But a human version would take years to make to, would not be as pretty either. But can be done. But there is a learning time to use it and it has it's own special weaknesses. But you being as you are, well you don't have to worry about Those weaknesses."

Alric leans over and whispers, "Like having to pee, it takes several minutes just to open that part of the armor up." The others chuckle about his observation.

Robert adds, "Also falling down. A non magical version of that kind of armor, the person can not get up on their own. The enchantments in this particular suit though makes it so he can move normally. Though swimming won't work, to heavy. Sink right to the bottom. Have to learn to walk across lakes."

Alric shrugs, "In my present state, that is something of a given."

Leaning against his door jam, "So is the lady of heat still miffed with me ?" the mage ask the priest.

The woman nods, "Oh yes. Though a few sacrifices would not hurt."

Makes a face, "What sort of sacrifices ?"

Dell grins, "Wine usually works. Give her enough and she falls asleep."

"I got some bottles of evermead actually." gets up and gets his magic bag, pulls out a bottle and hands it over to the priest. They look at it in awe. "So" swallow from the male, "do you know how much this is worth ?"

Althea speaks up, "Robert, silver is worth more than gold around here. So adjust your thinking that way."

Robert leans back, mutters something to Ag, who considers then tells him, "Ag says, following the conversion of prices, 100 silver for that bottle."

Bel-Kna takes the bottle, holds it up and intones, "Sekhma, Mother Goddess, Private Lable Evermead." She is just There, crystal flute in hand. "ROBERT MY BOY! Good Sacrifice, you are forgiven." she states even as she takes the bottle, purring deeply.

"If I knew it was that easy to get on your good side I would have given you a bottle yesterday." He says with a grin.

"These are hard to come by. Even In the elven lands." she sighs as she carefully opens the wax seal.

"Counting that one, I have 18 bottles of the stuff." he tells them.

She slowly looks up at him, "18" he nods, "counting this one" nods again "I will warn you, if you want to keep them don't let the other gods know about them. This stuff is much prized by those of us who like to drink. It will get mooched off you so fast you won't know what hit you."

"No big deal, I know where it's kept and how to get around the wards." he confides in her.

She leans in, "Your not very honest are you ?"

He pulls out his sheet with his stats and powers on it and hands it to her, pointing to 2 lines in particular. She looks at that, at his 'Dex score' then at his list of starting magic items, then at him, "This explains SO much. Though not so much on the Other thing."

"I am from a Marvel universe." he tells her.

She looks blank, then quietly calls on Ptah, who appears, "Yes my dear ?"

"What is a marvel universe ?" Ptah looks at Robert then back to her, then tells her, in their language. She slowly nods, eyes going wide. Then she hands him Robert's sheet and Ptah looks it over to. He nods, "Nice stats, AH That explains much, Wierd Luck crossed with animal attraction. Explains the Sex God feel you give off. Once people around here get over your strangeness you may have to use Alric as a shield to keep from being swamped by admirers. Ah Psionic wild talents on an Immortal build, nice. Good selection of crafting skills to. How is it you have weather control and weather sense ?"

"Weather sense Helps with the control. Gives me an idea how easy or hard it is to cause certain things to start or stop or diminish existing things."

Ptah nods, "Ah, good point. ... you have a bag of leather bondage gear ?"

"I have had some kinky lovers in the past. Also that stuff sells pretty well in some places." he informs the God of crafting.

The God nods, "Oh I know, just surprised you have it is all. Given your leather working is listed as 'armor'."

"Armor, torture devices, sexual items. I am multitalented and a little perverted. I would love to find a lady interested in this stuff, from a submissive side. Have not had much luck in that though." he quietly tells Ptah. Ptah hands him his sheet back, "Powerful items and I understand you a little better now. Oh no more than 1 bottle of the mead for her. It's not really healthy, has a bit of catnip in it you see."

"Yeah, I know about that stuff."

Ptah kisses Sekhmet oh the head and reminds her she has a meeting later, so go easy of the mead. Then he is gone. She sighs, thinks about it and puts the cork back in, "Have to save this for later. Thank you though. Still leaving these two to look after you though."

"I am fine with that. Shifters are good gaurdians to have around." he tells her. The Priest both look surprised at him. He shrugs, "I see Aura's, constantly. So more often than not, if I am paying attention, I can tell what sort of being I am dealing with."

Alric nods, Kitten already figured that out. Althea though is just as surprised as the priest.

Robert pulls himself back in to his room, "Well I will talk to you all later. I am going to lay down for a bit." with that he closes the door and does just that.

Laying on his bed, but looking over his bracelet and using his new psychic gifts, he is seeing what he can learn of it. Thinking of the amulet and realizing the power it had, he is wondering if by scanning it, it could have changed the nature of the bracelet.

He grips the bracelet by placing his fingers over the 3 small 'gems' on the bottom and putting his thumb over the main gem on the top, then tries to do a Deep Scan. What he finds is this bracelet existed Before the Ladies people repurposed it. It Used to be a magical version of a technomagical item called a Bracelet of Wonderment. A more advanced version of the Cloak of Vag really. With a much more extensive and supposedly stable library of items. Supposedly as most of them went random about 50% of the time and could be very annoying in getting what you wanted. Later versions dropped to 25% chance, which increased in magically unstable area's. The least versions summoned items like food or furniture, the advanced ones could summon magically created life forms. Kind of living golems really, or in Technological terms, Cyborg life forms, living flesh with artificial minds and 'souls'. They would have manufactured memories and skills. Sort of like how his body was made really.

From his scans all they did was remove the connection to the creation library and lock it on the Book section, added in a way for it to read his memories, allowing it to have all the books, stories and such he has ever read or seen. But when he scanned the Godly magical item, it unlocked those locked features, and slightly supercharged it to. From what he is getting, had he left them together long enough, the power in that amulet would have transfered in to the bracelet completely. But as he was interrupted, it was unable to forge a more complete link and really, given there was an Intelligence in the Amulet, it's a good thing it was unable to make the full connection.

He has the idea of Brainiac type senario having happened. The Intelligence could have used the power of the bracelet to make itself a physical form and thus escaped from it's prison.

He decides to 'test' it. Getting up and moving the pallet, he searches it's 'new' library and finds a king sized innerspring matteress Bed and Summons it.

A glowing box appears, then forms in to the bed. It came with a full set of sheets and all displayed coverings to.

He test the matteress, medium density, very comfortable to his way of thinking. Sighing he enjoys the feel of it, having missed this level of comfort during the first day here. After a short nap, waking more from the oppresive heat of the room than anything else, he gets up.

Looking at the windows he lined the room with he first summons forth some good quality curtains. These Help cut down the heat some, but really he needs better ventalation. So he talks to Ag, who is miffed with him having a Better way to get things than him.

Robert ends up explaining how the bracelet was originally a wonderment device that the Ladies people had reworked in to his library and how that strange amulet had some kind of intelligence in it, how it was trying to rework the bracelet so it could escape. But the changes it made only unlocked the original functions of the bracelet, with out disableing the library functions. But Sekhmets arrival stopped it from completeing it's transfer, as such its mind was still in the amulet.

Ag listens, then tells him how to use the Mirror to contact the Lady as she needs to know about the true nature of that amulet.

Grudgingly he does so. What he finds though is her sitting in a small office, reading over reports. SO Not what he was expecting from a Goddess of Fate, which gets him thinking, mostly that she is not THE Goddess, but an avatar or maybe a minor god in the service of the Goddess.

"Excuse me ?" he says in to the mirror - gate. The Goddess jumps, then looks up and around. He leans forward so his face is coming part way through the gate, "Hi."

She takes a breath then nods, "So you figured out how to contact me I see."

"Ag helped. But it's important. Do you have the medalion taken from me earlier ?"

She looks blankly at him, "Your not The Lady are you ? Just a representitive of hers ?"

The lady sighs and nods, "You are correct. I am a lesser goddess in her service. Work as a case worker in the Wishing department. I am Your case worker in fact. Now what is this about a medalion ?"

"I found the Land of Lost items. Lots of magic items you know." she nods, "Well one of them was inside a puzzle box. One of your counterparts retrieved it from me earlier today, from Ra's boat during his tour of keeping Apothis in check. I just relized that there is an intelligence trapped inside it. I realized it as it tried to remake my bracelet in to a wonderment item, so it could form a new physical body and escape. My bracelet by the way can now summon furniture but still has the library function to."

She gets up, walks through the gate and looks the bracelet over, "Shit" she sighs, "Ok, I did not know they just reused one of Those items and I see what you mean about what the intelligence was doing. Ok I will report this to my superiors, really all I can do at this point." She sighs, then straightens, "But while I am here. I was looking in to your romantic leads and found a few possible matches that are in this country now. Found a few others in the world, but 2 are trapped and very dangerous."

"Immortals ?" he ask. She nods, he adds, "The ones In Vesuvious ?" She nods again, "couple of them are good matches for you, emotionally speaking at least. But I can't tell if romance or just friendship wise. Fudging things a bit I can give you their 'signatures' so you can retrieve them, at your discretion. Though given their natures, I would be careful. On the mortal side, or more or less mortal side, there are a few that meet some of your criteria as well, but again I don't know if the attractions would be emotional or just lust. Intellectually is the hard part. Your Really smart now, god levels of smarts and all. That makes this harder than it would otherwise. Also because of your situation, well they need to be able to understand the situation your in with Althea. Some of them are slaves to. I can give you their aura signatures, which will lead you to them. 3 are in the Markets now, ironically, your idea's of beauty are seen as plain to ok but not the type seen by most as being sexually pleasing. Also I made sure they are all at least 18 years old, or physically that level in the case of the non human ones. I know you have mental blocks concerning those much younger than that. Lastly there are some adventurers in town. Well lots of them really, but at least 2 of them, from different groups, have the potential matches. One is elven, one is human. Take Alric if you go wandering the town, with your luck you will need him. That is all I can do right now. Oh, no one I picked for you is inheritently evil. Though a few are a little dark, given their natures and all."

Robert nods, 'looking' over the signatures she gave him, "Ok, Thank you for this my Lady. I really appreciate all you are doing for me."

She smiles, "I like working with people like you Robert. I know you have done customer service before, so you can at least imagine what we agents go through. Customers like you though make it worthwhile." Smiling she returns to her office and makes a call. The gate closes.

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He turns back to Ag, "Well that was interesting and gives me a bit of hope for my romatic side at least."

Ag shrugs, "She did not turn off the bracelets summoning features."

"Ag, It Only summons furniture and limited selections of food. The rest is just a library of images. Trust me on that. Besides I rely on you for more than just making stuff. Your intelligent and have sound advice. I like You more than the items you make for me. Granted those are nice to, but with out you, well it would not be as special."

Ag considers then sighs, "I see your point. Just a little jealous I guess. But the Potential to make other stuff has been unlocked to. Worries me that it may replace me. But as you say, I am more than a device for making stuff, I am a friendly intelligence to. Someone you can talk to and who understands much of your slang and strange ideas."

"Friends are important to me Ag. Never had many and well given my presence now, having a few around me who I know I can trust is even more important. I trust you. I trust Alric to for that matter. AND I have an idea how to free him from his curse, just not sure it will work. See I found a fully charged Rod of Resurrection in that place. Need to do some research, but the idea I have is using it, your creation matrix and stuff from the Library, I Might be able to recreate his body and move his soul in to it. I am not telling him this idea yet as I don't want to get his hopes up. Lots of work to do Before we can even try it."

Ag considers that, then nods, "Possible, though with my creation part he may come out as a monkey. Not sure if that would be better than he is now or worse. Some people get picky about that stuff."

"Like I said, lots of research to do first. Though I may tell him I have an idea. We will see. First though, I am freezing a curtain so the room will cool down." States even as he does Just that. Encasing a heavy curtain in ice, which cools the room as the ice 'melts'

Ag fudges one of his 'doors' for Robert, making a 10x10 inch heavy wood door. (they are normally 10ft square), which allows Robert to put it in the middle of a window and open it for some air flow. That helps with the rooms comfort levels to. "Thank you Ag, that was inspired." Robert tells him as he leans out the new 'door' and breaths in the air from the gardens below.

The rest of that day Robert spends in his rooms. Coming out for food, finally got some 'normal' food by going to the kitchen and getting what the servants eat over what the Royals get. Much more to his liking and really made the cooks day when he complimented them on That kind of food. He tells them, before coming here, he Worked for his living. Is a smith who side lined in magic really. They take that better than many would suspect. The fact that this most impressive of persons was just a common man in his Own lands gives them hope that with his help, they will become as great as his own people. He tells them really the only difference between his people and them is education. Better educated the people, the smarter the people, the smarter the people the better they do and the stronger their country becomes. Over the course of a few days he teaches them some minor 'secrets' that inspire them. Like Steam, how it's what causes the pots to rattle, and some tricks it can do that are entertaining, and some basic natural laws, and how Magic is a gift of the gods, but Science is something anyone can do. How Science is found in everyday life. Cooking, smithing, growing of things, building of things. All are forms of Science, of gaining the understanding of the world and from that the secrets of the universe. He inspires people to learn and to see the world in new ways. All that in just the first few days he is in the Palace.

Althea and Kitten have been doing their own things in this time. Seeing contacts, checking in with their agents and similar, leaving the mage to his own devices.

One of those devices is on the 5th day, following the signatures the Lady gave him, he is in the market, with Alric and a guard from the palace acting as a guide. Alric draws more attention than the black clad and poorly dressed foriegn mage. The tall wall of walking silver metal has most people giving them a wide bearth. The Palace guard, Kessen, is amused by this. The chief guard told all his people about the cursed Hero Alric and how he is in service to the foriegn mage, in hopes of being freed from his curse. Even told some of his stories, not well as he heard them as a child. But the awe of meeting a childhood hero, even though he is now cursed, was evident to his people. What the few guards who have met Alric come to know, he is a proud man who has been humbled by his experience. He is still strong of character and honorable in spirit and is doing his best to not let the curse get the better of him. Through him they are seeing the mage, while strange and powerful is also a nice person who cares for those in his charge. The gift of the powerful magical armor to Alric adds to that feeling and some are beginning to respect the foriegn, though strange mage.

Kessen understands that Robert asked a goddess for help in finding possible lovers. She sent him some visions of possible matches for him. Some of them are in the city now. He knows at least 2 are presently slaves, so they are going to the slave market to see if they have that needed 'spark' or not. Robert tells Kessen that he had to go that route do to his nature. The rumor mill already has it out that he is a half god at least. Like their beloved Pharaoh, but his gifts are more in tune to magic than leadership. Ramsey's from what Kessen has heard, believes this also, and believes that the Gods welcome the mage to Kemet because his own homelands were conquored and as such he needed a new home. They see the secrets he holds as being a blessing to the people. While talking to him, Kessen has learned Robert knows the secrets of Iron and once they get things set up right, he will happily teach those secrets to the smiths here. Which explains to him all the activity in the old buildings behind the palace. They are redoing those places for the mage, where he can work in peace and have room to teach the peoples secrets of the elven smiths. That will help the glory of Kemet greatly.

The only problem Kessen is having is Robert gets distracted pretty easily. He keeps stopping and looking at things, or chatting with strange people or even to shop at a stall. If not for Alric he would have lost sight of the tall mage several times. He understands better why Alric chose to move as the rear guard after the 3rd such divergence from their course. The big mage is somewhat child like in how he reacts to the markets of the city. Though he explains that markets like this did not exist in his homeland. They were more subdued and lacked in some of the excitement that is evident here.

At the 5th divergent place, Robert walked up to some beggers, gave them each some food and a few coins, spoke a blessing to them and then moved on. Never explained his actions other than they were worthy of the gifts.

Alric explained to Kessen that the Cloak Robert wears marks him as a follower of the God of Traverlers and one of the rules of such is to help the less fortunet. Such followers were as close to priest as that god gets anymore. No priestly miricles, or grand cerimonies. Just small acts of kindness, and spreading a little hope to those who need it. Tells him that such sorts are usually understated and found all over the world. Has met a few in his travels. The gods of most lands leave them in peace because the God himself is well respected in most lands.

Couple times he stopped and bartered or haggled for something but either did not get anything, or bought firvolous things. Though once he got him and Kessen some meat on a stick from a vendor. Kessen appreciated that as he was hungery. Last place before getting Master Robert to the promised slave market was a merchant from the Arabia's who had all sorts of odd items, rugs, decortive bottles, lamps and other knick knacks. Robert stared in to the shop in wonder, then went in and looked it over. Chatting with the merchant and mentioning stories he had heard as a child about the Arabia's. The merchant laughed and showed him his wares. Robert looked things over and told the merchant about the stories each item reminded him of. Stories of flying carpets, good and evil djinni's, magical bandits, and strange lands found with in items found in only in the lands of the Arabia's. The merchant loved it and actually sold the mage a few such 'wonderous items'. Though he did say the magic of them was only in the dreams of one such as his tall customer.

Alric kept his own counsil on those items while Kessen shook his head, "Ok I can understand the rug, it is a nice item, especially on cold mornings. But not the rest."

Holding up a strange brass object, "It's a lamp, oil goes in the base and it has a wick that comes out the spout. Also I liked the look of it. The bottle, once I get the cork free, will work to hold cut flowers or the like. With the designs on the side, I think it will look nice." The guard slowly nods. Those make more sense to him now. "Also the rug is enchanted, I run a low end detection spell through the day. Not sure what the magic does yet, but still, Magic." said in happy tones. Kessen looks up at the mage and grins. Ok that is good to, provided it does not kill him. He has heard stories of rugs that attack their owners, or look like ones that fly, only to suck the owner down in to a magical pit and so on. Very few were 'good finds' in the stories.

Once at the slave market Kessen explains how it works and how bids are made. Robert listens intently even as he walks among the slaves, looking them over and looking for something only he can see.

Normally the slavers would have chased off the poor looking man, but the armored form following him puts them off, the Palace guard with him also makes them wonder what is going on.

He picks out 3 that interest him then waits for them to brought up to be bid on. Two are dark haired women, not special to the locals point of view, the last though is a red head with an ample chest. SHE gets allot of interest though some of it from unhealthy sources.

Robert, senseing evils presence, quietly calls up a storm. The sky slowly darkens as the rain clouds roll in. Alric eyes the sky nervously. HE is walking around in all that metal and he knows Metal attracts lightning. Seen it happen a few times in his life.

The first two girls barely gets any bids over a few coppers. Robert bids to, keeping his bids only a little higher than the ones he is bidding against. The hooded one gets to 1.5 gold because Robert really wants her. The one bidding against him gives him an evil look but as it's evident Robert will not give up on getting the girl he gives up for now. Kessen did not miss the looks Robert is getting though. The second girl got to 8 copper as she is small and slender. People here prefer heavier set women. Those with more muscle and wider hips.

The red head though, they are up to 10 silver on her when the Slave Master challenges Robert to prove he has enough coin to cover his bid. Alric marches forward and opens a coffer with several hundred silver in it. This close the Slave master can see the Enchanted Warrior is encased in Mythral, something he knows is worth far more than even a Kings ransom. One of the slavers, being bold, or perhaps foolish, tries to rip the armored forms helm off, Alric draws one of his swords so fast the man nearly lost his arm, "Touch me not Mortal, lest you wish to die." his hollow voice rings out. The first one berates his fellow, "What do you think you are doing ?"

The fellow says he wanted to see what was inside the armor. The armor laughs, "I am a Persian warrior whose master is very generous and knows some very fine Elven smiths. This Armor is of Elven make you see."

The crowd is quitely impressed with that. Elves are after all known for their fine skills so such a thing is not beyond the imagination of these people.

The 2cd one nods at Robert, "Then why does he dress so poorly ?"

Alric shrugs, "He is an Arch Mage, show me one such who does not dress strangely."

Robert mutters to Kessen, "so not an arch mage, really wish he would not say things like that." Kessen grins but does not say anything.

Someone in the crowd throws a visible Detection spell over the crowd. While many have some item or another, Robert lights up like a magic bon-fire. Alric glows to for that matter, but nothing like his master.

Robert sighs, "Now see what you started with your boasting ?"

Alrics head drops, "Sorry master."

The sight of all Roberts silver, and the amount of magic on him, pretty much ends the bidding war over the red head. Also ends their shopping trip as Robert was trying to keep quiet about how much coin he has available.

Kessen notes, "Huh, the carpet really is enchanted. Was not sure I believed you about that."

Robert pays the Slavers and collects his girls, "We need to go now. That glow will bring out the thieves even more than the sight of the silver will."

The slave master has to ask, "Why the patched cloak ?"

"Holy item. See I follow the God Vag, those in his service either have a much patched cloak or a black staff or a black everburning lantern. He is the God of Travelers and Guides you see. Each symbol reflects that. The much patched cloak, of one whose life is spent traveling. The staff of the wanderer, or the lantern of the guide. See ?"

The fellow slowly nods, "So it's blessed by the god as a mark to others of your faith."

"Well that and it has enchantments that protect it from heat and cold, so it's comfortable to wear no matter the weather. It's also water restistant, just because of how it was made." The merchant nods, "Ah, good enchantments. Useful."

With that Robert has Kessen lead them back through the market. More alert now, and less of his 'ooo pretty' reactions. About half way back to the Palace Robert sighs, "We are being followed, at least 3 groups. 2 seem unaware of the others though." The slave girls all look surprised as he has been looking ahead or at the stalls.

Alric nods, "One group has been following us, or me actually, since we stopped at the arabians tent. I see at least 2 elves in their number. Not sure if it's my armor, or another reason for their interest. The 2cd group has the feel of a gang of theives, probably after your silver master. The last group is following the 2cd group, though I am unsure of why. By the way, I am loving the magics on this armor."

"The second group are Settites. They likely want my head as I keep messing up their schemes." Robert informs them, "Probably waiting for us to move in to a place that would be easy to ambush us. Hm, Oh I see. There is another group of them ahead of us, waiting for us to walk in to their midst."

Alric sighs, "Master why not teleport back to the Palace ?"

Grinning, "Now where is the fun in that ?" he says, just as thunder rolls across the sky.

"You summoned the storm didn't you master ?" Alric sighs.

"Yes. I felt their evil, so I thought to set up some defenses. Having that up there gives me some lovely options." Robert sounds almost gleeful about those 'options'.

Alric sighs, "Lightning, high winds, rain, though I keep seeing Lots of lightning in my future."

Robert looks back at him, his eyes glowing with an inner white light, "Oh no worries Alric, lightning won't kill you. May make you a bit sparky though."

"Of course lightning won't Kill me. I am already dead after all. I just don't like being Sparky. It's annoying." he grouses.

"Just place the tip of one of your swords in to the ground, that will cause the lightning to pass through you and in to the ground with out it harming you or making you sparky."

The slave girls, listening to this insane conversation, all look at their new master with fear, and maybe something more. He is tall, powerful and undeniably handsom and each for their own reasons, hopes he will be a good master for them and that he did not collect them as magical components.

Kessen, not wanting to get fried in a magical battle, "That may work for you sir, but what of the ladies here ?"

Robert looks at the 3 lovely ladies and sighs, "Ok point made. I suppose we can play with snakes later."

He focuses on the Palace entrance, then raising his cane, teleports them all there. Looking at Kessen, "Happy ?"

Kessen looking around, "That is a very strange feeling. I can see why mages who can, travel that way."

Alric nods, "Make a trip that normally would take months in a matter of minutes instead. Though I understand it's a high level spell."

"Level 5." Robert supplies. Alric and Kessen nod.

The slaves are looking up at the Palace in wonder. The red head ask, "Where are we ? "

The small black haired beauty replies, "The Palace. Why are we at the Palace ?"

Alric looks at them, "Master is a guest here."