*A message is given to a number of reagent vendors*

[xHarlequinx]

*waiting on the outskirts of the city, Tyrial Darkmoon quaffs an incognito potion and waits for its deforming effects to complete. Concealing his normal belongings in a hollow, Tyrial collects a new robe, purchased specifically for this purpose, and throws it on. After ensuring he is effectively disguised in a nearby pool of water, Tyrial makes his way into Britain to the various reagent dealers.*

"Greetings vendor, I might ask you a strange request... I have need to make contact with a practitioner of the dark arts and I am seeking your assistance. I would have placed a message upon the public boards as many do; however, I have reason to be discrete about my request and would be grateful if you could pass on my message to any such practitioners.

I am in search of dark practitioners who have filled their codex and they must NOT be members of the organization known as Ancient Powers. Besides these two factors, any practitioner will do... I seek only a short amount of their time, maybe 30 minutes and am willing to pay them 10,000 gold pieces. If you find someone who is interested, please advise them to send a messenger to these coordinates, 1341.6771. I trust you will maintain your discretion."

*A similar scenario repeats itself throughout many of the cities of Britannia and the outer isles.*