Man Wounds Self, Vanishes
Waterdeep -- Shopkeeper Saldremor Rivryn of Rivryn's Blades and Sharpenings on west-front Gaustus Street in Trades Ward was astonished late yesterday after he sold a "nondescript old knife" to the outlander who "looked to be from Amn, or northern Tethyr, mayhap." The purchaser laid down three coppers -- properly minted, recent "thumbs" from Cormyr, Rivryn notes -- for the old dagger, which Rivryn bought months ago from an "adventuring band under Tymora's frown, who took ten gold for a huge sack of old weapons and mongery. Salvaged from a ruined mansion in the woods nigh Secomber, they said."
The outlander kissed the blade, cried out, "At last!" with some emotion -- and plunged the blade into his own shoulder. Blood spurted, the man drew forth the bloody blade and kissed it again, and then, Rivryn claims, "just faded away into the air."
Rivryn insists his tale is no bid for customers. He judges the wound not fatal, "if the blade be untainted and all left to heal rather than flow." The origins, identity, and fate of the outlander remain unknown; Watch investigations proceed.
About the Author
Ed Greenwood is the man who unleashed the Forgotten Realms on an unsuspecting world. He works in libraries, writes fantasy, sf, horror, mystery, and even romance stories (sometimes all in the same novel), but he is still happiest churning out Realmslore, Realmslore, and more Realmslore. There are still a few rooms in his house with space left to pile up papers in . . .