It hadn't been long since he'd received the news of his success in obtaining the open spot in the council. He had little doubt that there had been a close running between he and at least one of the others, if their time on the ship and popularity were anything to go by. Nevertheless he had been voted in and he intended to do what he did best. If he could turn Sanction from a down trodden slave ridden city to the prosperous city it was before he'd been brought here, he could help this ship work for the better. He no intentions of letting the crew down.

As he had told Kang over the omnicomms he could hardly refuse a celebratory drink or two, to do so would be rude after all. A good drink on such an occasion couldn't hurt and so he was once more at the door to the Drunken dragon. Pausing for but a moment at the threshold of the door, schooling his thoughts before striding to meet with his fellow councilor, governor and the only other from Krynn. A draconian and a dragon on the same council, even if no one knew of it. They would know in time though, Kang would know in time, but for now he pushed that thought to the back of his mind, tonight was meant to be celebratory night after all.

The Tower of High Sorcery still stood with its signs inviting those to come in, the world repeated by a helpful magic mouth. Aibghalien had clearly devoted no time -- or simply had no time -- to undoing that.

The gates stood shut, though. The wizard had not done that.

Somewhere in the depths of the sprawling halls, Aibghalien sat against a wall, one hand pressed to his head, the other to his leg where his robes showed a small bloodstain. He had, thus far, been entirely fortunate to survive so relatively unscathed against a creature which, he was forced to acknowledge, had raw power equal to his own. It did not have access to his magic item collection or his crystals, and its magic seemed slightly archaic -- but these advantages would not last forever. He had to find a way to disperse it, prevent it from restoring itself, before it managed to destroy him.

And of course, he had to do it alone. He'd told others not to come, and (entirely naively) believed they would listen to the half-request, half-command of a potent wizard. He didn't want any other lives risked...

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