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Code Readers: While not necessarily magic-users themselves, Code Readers are exceptionally intelligent, highly skilled students of magic. Trained specifically in the understanding and handling of Source, Code Readers are employed to look into The Wellsprings, to pry knowledge and information about the world and current events. The majority of Code Readers reside and work in Capitol City, Northwestern Mytheria - the city built upon the largest Wellspring on the continent. This workforce is the premier source of news on happenings around Mytheria, supplying the governing branches of the Empire, the grand univerisity Gradua Lexica, the aristocracy and media outlets.
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General Saladin; the Corruptor stood to attention in front of the communication portal, listening intently to the instructions of the Witch Queen. When she was done, he placed a hand on his heart and bowed slightly. "At once, my lady. My wish is your command."
In the east, in Azeroth, the Witch Queen's code readers had finally discovered information on the heroes who'd been summoned from another world, allowing her majesty to scry for their location much more easily. They had been found. Saladin was chosen to deal with the situation, which was both an honour and a curse. To execute his objective would mean a rise in his station. To fail would likely mean a fate worse than death. He would need to act fast. The heroes wore the Source Crystals, but they hadn't had the time to gain the experience and Source to become powerful yet. Nonetheless, he could not underestimate them. To take them out in one swoop, he would need to deploy power, but speed of travel was also a necessity. And they had in their possession, an Undead Control Core. That meant that precision would also be required. A delicate balance, to be sure.
In the end, he settled on summoning an elite operative; Zigmund.
"Yours orders, General," Zigmund asked as he stood in front of Saladin. He was an elemental ninja, an assassin. Having already proven himself by killing entire Gold Ranked Adventurer Parties all by himself, the magic-wielding martial artist would be perfect for a rag-tag bunch of newcomers who hadn't yet grown into their own skin.
Saladin cast an image of the targets, who were sat around a campfire eating, then brought up a second image of a map with a flashing light showing their location.
"Your primary objective is to retrieve the Control Core that this party has in their possession. Your secondary objective is to kill them all. The Source Code tells us that they fought a battle at the town of Hommas, southwest of here. Their current location suggests that they are en route to Valhiem. Do not let them reach the city. Catch them. Finish them. And return the core to me."
"It will be done, General."
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Night time eventually fell upon The Heroes from the Sky. A couple of hours had passed since they all ate dinner and darkness had now settled in. Their only light was that from the campfire and a strong moonlight from above. Wolves howled as they began to hunt, but they sounded distant enough that the adventurers were safe from an attack. The clouds were thin and wispy, showing little chance of rain. With the wisdom of a well-scheduled watch and Fenna's falcon familiar, the party would be able to sleep safely without ambush.