]-[Entry 3 Off To See The Charr, The Wonderful Charr Of Black Citadel ] By Zazag-[

“Remember we are here to talk to her, not anger her”
“Got it”
Crimsoarian spotted the a CHR-P and said “Hello there, CHR-P”
I walked up to the CHR-P and asked it where Zojja was, it replied with:
“Mistress-Zojja-is-out-at-the-moment. Please-return-at-another-space-time-delineation”
I knew that this robot was lying so I threatened it.
“System override. I have business with now. Where is she?”
But the golem went defensive and said:
“Stand-down, Designate-Zazag. Destruction-of-property-imminent”
“Fine. Zojja wouldn’t what her lab busted in her absence. I’ll come back later”
Crimsonarian looked like he was about to attack the golem for being so incolent but I grabbed hime by the arm and dragged him a few feet away.
“I have a feeling that this golem is lying to us and that Zojja is still here”
Sure enough we found Zojja at her pesonal workbench.
“What do you want?” She snapped, “oh its you two”
“We have come to learn more about the dragons”
“What do you want to know?” she asked.

After a lengthy discusion which I will not bore you with, we decided to investigate the mysterious happenings north of the Black Citadel and Hoelbrak. So we headed to the Black Cidatel. I thought we might be able to drop by Tribune Rytlock Brimstone since he was on my list of people to talk to.

We stepped through the portal into the sweltering heat of the desert. The walk was long and hot but we made it to there… eventually.

I walked up the spiral stairs and across the black metal floor untill I got to the Tribunes Quarters.  Crim had gone off to the trading posts to get some supplies. I admit that Rytlock Brymstone was quite frightening but to show fear to the Tribune would not help me get the information I wanted and needed. He blamed Logan for the failed battle against Kralkatorrik. I wonder why...
Fortunatly for me he was in a good mood, though he didn’t like a small annoying Asuran asking him questions. I got little information out of him and nothing that I had already knew.

We stepped through the portal into the sweltering heat of the desert. The walk was long and hot but we made it to there… eventually.

Our journey into Ascalon was quite uneventfull. We got turned into cows and fought a Charr named Azalus Poisontongue. We failed to complete our goal or even to find out the exact nature of our goal.

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