Morlis bowed respectfully, and then quickly said in a calm manner, "Im sorry, but i really must get back to my work. I shall see you in the morning perhaps. Farewell." Morlis quickly returned home via his carriage. He soon found himself back at his study, back at his desk, and back at his draft. A smile crept upon his face, and he said to himself in a low whisper, "Fool." He laughed in a hushed manner for a second before returning to his draft. However, he was soon interrupted by another individual at the door to his study. The individual wore a black cloak, but the hood was removed. His skin was dark, as that of an Earth Kingdom citizen. He cleared his throat, and Morlis looked up and his expression was of no surprise. Morlis nodded, and his attention was caught. Morlis spoke professionally, "Did you find it?" The individual hesitated before speaking. "We searched the library and found the tomes my lord." Morlis nodded slightly, but his eyes narrowed, and he asked, "And the map?" The individual hesitated once more, this time much longer, "It was removed before we reached it, but we have intelligence that......." The man was lunged forward towards the desk, and Morlis's hand was literally pulling the man towards him. The man's vein bulged from his neck, and his eyes were wide with fear. As Morlis bloodbended (at a low level), he chuckled in a quite sinister manner. He smiled to himself and said, "I asked for one mere request. I reward those who fufill my wishes, and all are well and good." The man;s vein bulged out more, and he clenched his teeth, seathing with pain. Morlis continued, "When people fail me. When people stand in my way. I deal with them." The vein bulged once more, and Morlis stood up and approached the man. Morlis began to stroke the individual's neck with a cold finger. Morlis, again, continued, "So tell me, how is it possible that I might show mercy?" Morlis's words were as cold as ice, and the man was frozen with fear. Suddenly, the man fell to the ground, and he was gasping for air, breathing heavily. Morlis calmly sat back down, and said in a calm, authoritative voice, "You have one week. If you fail, you will be replaced." The individual quickly rose, and bowed. He left without a word. Morlis smiled to himself, apparehently satisfied with the result. With that, he continued to write the new draft......