Zaheera narrowly broke off the connection to the mind eater. Before he crushed the poor thing, it had screamed for help. That damned harpy got herself a wizard to protect her. She could just kill him, but this was not just any wizard. He was the man that the Fire Tale Clan was looking for. Having them running round in the under dark and hunting for The Guild is the last thing they needed. She wrote out a massage and sealed it in wax to update them on her progress. Calling a thrall to her side and heading the massage to him.

"Run to The Guild and give them this. Return anything they give you to me."

He ran out of the room robotically without saying a thing. Next she called forth all of her thralls and dark things.

"Go out and keep tabs on their whereabouts. I want know when they sleep, eat, work and play with each other. Do not be seen or leave a trail."

As one, all of them turned and made way to carry out her orders. Sitting there on her throne, she let a sigh. This wizard did cause her some unrest. The amount of hate he forced through the connection was distressing. Also, she heard about the roomer that he killed Alexander. She got up walked out of the room to her study room. Picking up the phone and dialing a number. After one ring, jolly voice answered.

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"Hello! This is Ogmomath, how may I help you?"

Leaning back in her chair.

"Its Zaheera, I need to call in that favor."

The voice changed to someone new.

"And what assists would you like?"

She told Ogmomath about her wizard problem and asked.

"So, can you get him away from her?"

The line gone quite as she thought of things to do.

"Yes, I think can. It should be fun to play round with him."

Zaheera smiled at this.

"Good. If you need to, you can call upon my thralls for aid."

Ogmomath seemed by happy this news.

"Yay more friends to have fun with! I'll get right on the job."

Then the line want dead, Zaheera sighed. Her always gleeful attitude about work could be over baring at times, but she gets the job done. Now it was time to get the plan in motion.