[Chaos/Anachren] chapter one: Anarchren's Discord

[Arc Vembris]

How many spells can Wilda try to learn in a night?  

[Dragon HighLord Flambe]

Five.  

[Raganui Minamoto]

And walking to the gate.  

[Dragon HighLord Flambe]

You soon reach the designated spot. Ralkoth soon, shows up, leading two horses, all of them are pitch black.
"The other two will be along shortly, I can't say when your mage will arrive."  

[Raganui Minamoto]

"I don't keep track of hags. They do as they please."  

[Arc Vembris]

"The dwarf is wise beyond his years!" Wilda says from shockingly nearby.  

[Dragon HighLord Flambe]

"Maybe wise, isn't such a good word to describe him." Ralkoth said, as he began tossing a clump of dough into the air, and catching it, over and over.
"The others should be here shortly."  

[Arc Vembris]

Wilda has prepared Magic Missile, Magic Missile, Detect Magic, Burning Hands and Lightning Bolt today  

[Raganui Minamoto]

He stomps his feet a bit, grumbling to himself about magic (those not of the weapon type at least), and eyes about. "So, what exactly are we looking for?"  

[Dragon HighLord Flambe]

Impatiently Ralkoth says "The healer, and the ranger."
"Ahh here they come."

Riding out of the mist comes the same priest you saw the other day, only dressed in spiked plate mail, with a flail and a mace strapped to his sides. You still can't see the other one yet, but the cleric is obviously nervous, if not downright frightened. You soon see the reason why. Riding a few yards you his left is a Drow!  

[Raganui Minamoto]

((This isn't Forgotten Realms so... well, my reaction is fine. If it was FR, I'd ask our current location before doing this.))

He lets out a yell, drawing his spear and charges towards the drow. "FOUL SORCERER DOG!"  

[Dragon HighLord Flambe]

(( All of the worlds in my campaigns are created be me.. Good reaction. ))

Wilda notices Ralkothiandren, giving a slight smile, before saying "That wont be necessary."

Suddenly the dwarf smacks into a invisible wall.
Ralkoth walks over tapping at the invisible wall, "Think before you act, if that drow were evil, wouldn't that cleric over there try to kill her?"  

[Raganui Minamoto]

He spits, rubbing his jaw. "Could be bewitched or one of the dark ones!" Drow did not make this dwarf a happy camper.  

[Ryl Lau Esril]

The Drow female rode slightly behind her nervous companion. She was used to the way people reacted to her so did her best to be pleasant. She over over to her partner. "I belive these or the one's we are to join?" She asked her soft voice spoke common perfectly.  

[Dragon HighLord Flambe]

"You put up a valid argument." Ralkoth says "But here, I'll cast a detect magic spell, and a detect alignment spell if that will satisfy you."
And with that he waves his hand in an arc towards there general area, a soft blueish mist swirls about the clerics armor, his mace and flail, and also his backpack.
The Drow radiates a dark red light from her cloak and broach only.

After a moment he says, "There both good, don't worry dwarf, they wont try to stab you in the back well you sleep."

With a graceful motion, the cleric gets off of his horse and with a bow he says; "I believe we have meant before dwarf. My name is Gallent Ardvak,"