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Burps, sadly firebelly spell still in effect. Small fireball, everybody ducks.

Bloody right.

Keeps drinking.

Position. More like piracy! The man in question was one of them masked mucky mucky mucks from my former homeland. The One ruled over by the bloody masked cult! I told him to stick it in his eye and jump off a cliff and they sacked me for it!

He hears the R word. Magnus scoffs, loudly

Retirement? Bugger that! I'm joining up. Full time, it's field work for this young buck. He is NOT a young anything. It's Pathfinder work for me!

Magnus is far too drunk to resist persuasion. You successfully get him to calm down and follow you inside. Once with in the lodge, he plops his ancient bones in a chair.

Do you know what those great dusty fops did to me? Forced retirement! Me a man of my youth! He is not youthful at all. Apparently they claim I was rude to some sort of bloody dignitary.

What objection could the scholars of Absalom have to such a practice?"

Because it's all political now, man! All the bloody Conjurers are running the place now!

He shakes his fist at the sky.

Damned Arcanamirium! Cutting my funding like that! I'll show them. I'll show them all.

More drinking.

I HAD TENURE!

Who needs em! Bloody Arcanamirium!

Rips a deep swig of beer and then tosses out the empty.

Stuck up fools! No appreciation for the Evocation School! "Going in a different direction with our research." Bloody idiots. Arcanamirium...more like Moron-a-canium.

More drinking.

Well I'll show em! I'll show'em all!

He belches and unfortunately forgets that he cast the Firebelly Spell earlier. A large fireball blasts out.

Whoops.

Reads the letter, then tugs on his beard with worry.

The Schools of Sin are not for the faint of heart and I worry that some of our, shall we say, less experienced mages might meddle with forces they don't understand. If you're asking for the Society to take inventory of such deadly magics, I recommend keeping a close eye on those who seek the power of the Rune Lords.

Stories have spread of Sin magic tainting the mind and driving men mad. I'm not implying that this is not a worthy pursuit, we are Pathfinders and the study of such arcane arts is the purpose of this organization. I merely hope that those who do participate in this study understand the true dangers involved, not just to themselves but to those around them.

Takes a long chug of dwarven ale, then burps

Then again, the idea of unleashing pure Wrath upon the universe makes my nether regions tingle. If you're looking to cast such magic at all then just make sure yah pick a target nobody likes and blow it up good. Good luck boys, try not kill any of the "nice" gods because all those little whiners in the Silver Crusade still haven't gotten over Aroden.