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posted August 08, 2010 12:02 PM |
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Tael nodded. "He is right. Every time there is a fire to be made, you should do it. The door inside you is opened, now it will be easier to create a flame than it was before."
He went out from the light of the campfire, laid down and fell asleep.
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posted August 08, 2010 12:33 PM |
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Osseric watched with amusement how the Elf tried to teach the Goblin magic. It even made him chuckle when the Goblin to his own amazement was able to conjure a wisp of flame.
The Southerling and the Elf had gone to sleep, the Lizardkin was sitting with his back to the fire and was doing something. He obviously did not want the rest to see what he was doing. The second Goblin, who was a deathknight presumably, was looking into what the Lizard was doing.
The first Goblin was obviously to exited to go to sleep and he was trying to recreate his previous succes. With little result, to his grievance.
Again Osseric chuckled and beconed the Goblin to come over.
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posted August 08, 2010 02:45 PM |
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Poat walked over to Osseric and then said, "Yes, what is it that you need?"
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posted August 08, 2010 02:55 PM |
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"Poat was it? I need nothing...now, I just...would like to...help you with your...efforts."
Osseric gestured the Goblin to sit down.
"But before...I help, you must...understand that your...race is somewhat limited...in the arcane. Do you understand...the nature of...Magic?"
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posted August 08, 2010 03:15 PM |
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"All I know about it is that it can either make your day great, or destroy it like no other. Some can get obsessed to it, and many condemn it because of how it can ruin people's lives. It's like alcohol." replied Poat in a sage-like manner. "At least that's what Salim said before."
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posted August 08, 2010 03:46 PM |
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Osseric chuckled. "That is not...what I meant, little one. Do you know where...magic comes from? And I want to...hear what you know. Not what others...tell you. If you take...anything to heart...let it be...to doubt everything...others tell you. You should...doubt my, the Elf's and even...Salim's teachings. Now tell...me what you know....if you would."
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posted August 08, 2010 05:03 PM |
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"How the hell should I know?" replied Poat, slightly cross at what Osseric said about Salim, "I was born a street rat, only being able to live off what I can get. Life only gave me a chance when I first met Salim, back when he was still in Royal garb. Yet I was never taught where magic came from or anything like that. All I know is that it around."
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posted August 08, 2010 05:40 PM |
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Domerth was finishing his meal. He himself would never been able to make food of such great taste. Indeed, fit for a king. He thought about his home, and wandered how his sister fared as a Queen. It was six years before he saw her. never the less, Domerth thought that she would lead the Kingdom of Merinanth to a golden age. He always said that she would be better for the throne, but Domerth was the firstborn to the family, thus being the King was inevitable to him. But he however felt at home, not in the palace, but in the heat of battle and adventure.
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posted August 08, 2010 05:49 PM |
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Osseric had struck a nerve with the Goblin, when he talked about doubting Salim. That was something to remember.
"I will...tell you then. Magic is the...power of the Gods. Everyone has Magic...even if it... is very little. Without...Magic no being lives. However the Gods...they are never fair. They do not...gift everyone with an equal...amount of Magic. As a rule...Goblins have... very little Magic. It is likely...that you are no...exception to this rule."
Osseric took a sip of wine and let the information sink in.
"However there are...ways to work around...our born limitations. Again this is where...the Gods come into...play. If one were...to posses an...artifact belonging to...the Gods, there are ways...to tap into their...Divine natures. Do you...understand?"
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posted August 08, 2010 06:49 PM |
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"Sort of." replied Poat, being much more calm now. "Is that why so many Wizards carry around all sorts of trinkets with them?"
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posted August 08, 2010 07:28 PM |
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Osseric chuckled. "Yes, it is not the...entire story, but that certainly is...part of the reason. Still, magic trinkets are...another lesson, for another...day."
Osseric took another sip of his wine.
"If you'll allow me...I can try to see what magic...potential you're born with. The Elf has skill,...but he has very little...understanding of what he does." Osseric was not entirely sure of that, but what he had learned from this morning it seemed to be the case.
"What the Elf cannot...or will not teach...I can help with. Now if you come...a bit closer, I need to touch...your head for this."
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posted August 08, 2010 07:34 PM |
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"I swear if you make me a zombie..." muttered Poat as he walked closer to Osseric, allowing him to place his hands on Poat's tiny head.
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posted August 08, 2010 08:00 PM |
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"Don't you worry...I would need to kill you...first for that. No, I mean you no...harm."
Osseric touched the Goblin's forehead with his four fingers, his thumb hovered slightly before the eyes of the Goblin.
Osseric closed his eyes and focussed solely on the Goblin. He gave Poat's body slight pinpricks of magic, to see how it responded. If the Goblin had any born tallent, his Magic would react.
Osseric had to search hard, but there was more Magic in Poat than normal for a Goblin. But it still was little compared to that of a Human. One thing was very clear though, the Goblin had something unique.
The Elf had unleashed some potential, but his sole focus on fire was perhaps misguided. This Goblin's tallent lay somewhere else, but Osseric could not pinpoint what that was yet.
Osseric released his touch and sighed.
"You have potential...for a Goblin. But fire is not...your born field, it woud...seem. But I cannot...seem what is. I would need to...test your reaction to...different artifacts. Alas, I cannot...preform such examinations here."
Osseric took a last sip of his wine, before summoning a minion to take his goblet away.
"For now, know...that the Elf is not incorrect, you...should practice. But do not focus...on fire. Simply focus. Perhaps something else...will happen. However the case...know that you've some tallent. And we might find out...what it is just yet."
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posted August 09, 2010 03:21 AM |
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Poat lightened up considerably from that, replying, "I...do? Wow...I never thought about that before...Hehe, Salim isn't going to like that. Though if he gets his powers, then I'll probably be like an ant to him."
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posted August 09, 2010 10:49 AM |
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"We will wory about that...when the need...arises. For now, you should...get some rest. You will need...your strength...in the morrow."
Osseric got up and returned to his carriage. He made himself comfortable in his couch and opened the book where he left off this morning.
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posted August 09, 2010 09:41 PM |
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Domerth woke up with the first songs of the nightingale. he gathered some dry firewood for the dousing campfire, and warmed up the leftovers of the stew. when it was done he poured himself a full bowl and started eating, waiting for the others to wake up.
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posted August 09, 2010 10:29 PM |
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Osseric was reading in one of his many books. The study of Magic, the Gods and Necromancy was something that never failed to give new insights.
Osseric yawned and turned the page, only to have the book disintegrate in his hands. Osseric looked up in surprise as the carriage itself was seeming to vaporise. Osseric summoned his staff, but it disobeyed his command. It did not appear, but Osseric still felt it stored in his magical niche of reality. Osseric tried anew, but the staff still disobeyed his command.
Osseric looked around him. This was not the clearing the party had set up camp and his belongings and minions were nowhere to be seen. Osseric was standing in an entirely different place. This place was dismal, despite it being vast and empty.
Osseric was starting to recognise this place, he had been here before. Osseric was pulled in a direction, despite him not moving.
A small structure hove into view, but as Osseric came closer he could see it was a pile of bones with a throne on top. The Deathgod sat on the throne.
Osseric kneeled before the God. "My liege."
The God looked up from his boredom or sleep, Osseric could not tell. He pointed at Osseric and uttered a single word: "You."
Osseric shot up and he was back in his carriage. He was sitting in the same position, his hand on the page he was turning too before. It was light outside the carriage and Osseric could not tell how much time had passed.
"Was this a vision, or merely...a dream? Does my Lord have...a use for me? Am I to play...a role in his plans?"
Osseric shook his head and got up from the couch. He went outside and saw Domerth eating some stew. From what he could tell dawn had just passed.
"It would seem nothing noteworthy happened last night." Osseric snapped his fingers and one of his servants came with a coffee tin. The undead servant set it down on the very edge of the campfire. It was already filled and Osseric would have some coffee to clear his mind.
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posted August 09, 2010 11:00 PM |
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Tael Riverine walked down the stairs in the temple, his robe gliding behind him like a shadow. He entered the training room and sat down in the lotus-position, his hands on his knees.
"Welcome." His Master said, nodding in approval of Taels early arrival.
"Thank you, Master." Tael said, his voice low.
"You have done well under my study, but it is time you consentrate on more than destructive spells." his Master said, his eyes strict. Tael looked down, wouldn't meet the gaze.
"I don't see why, Master. If I am to protect myself all I would ever need is destruction. Hexes are too slow and cumbersome to cast. I..."
His Master cut him off, a wave of the hand silencing him. "You have nothing to say about the matter. I have faced enough foes to know what is needed, and I am teaching you as I choose. You are to obey me!" the words hit like a whip, and Tael flinched.
Tael tried to speak, but his Master shot his hand forward and sent the student flying into a wall. "You need to learn how to counter spells, else you will be easy target for those learned in many magic arts. I could vanquish you without breaking a sweat!"
Tael staggered to his knees. "I need only destruction." he hissed. "I have no need for hexes and counterspells, those are for wizards and necromancers!"
The Master pointed at Tael and he were lifted from the ground. "I know what happened to your family, why you came here as a child. No grudge can bring them back."
"But I can kill every one of the necromancers!" the students voice grew in strength, and the Master took a step forward.
"You don't dare raising your voice to me, worthless worm!" he roared, and made a whipping motion.
Tael reacted out of instinct, sending his master flying through a rush of extremely strong wind. His Master stood up, his face twisted in rage. Tael sent a whirlwind of flames at his Master, but it were ended with a slight movement by the Masters hand. "You think you are a challenge for me, young one? I crap magic more powerful than that!"
Tael spun around as the Master shot both hands forward, and turned to smoke. His Master looked at him in amazement as he materialized a few feet to the left. "How..?" the Master mumbled, confused. "That is extremely advanced magic, even I cannot do that."
"I have always been able to." Tael snarled, and turned to smoke again, flying at his Master.
The Master held his hands up to cover, in case the smoke could hurt him, but the student materialized behind him with a long sword drawn. "How dare you!" the Master roared, and blocked the sword with a movement of his hand. He lunged out and sent the student toward a wall, but again Tael turned to smoke. He materialized a few feet away, slashing open his Masters chest with a quick motion before he moved again. Wind blew the Masters legs away from under him, and the elf landed on his back. The air knocked from his lungs. His eyes turned entirely black, and he started whispering an ancient spell.
"When a necromancer defeats you, I will be brought to life again." he hissed at Tael Riverine, before he was turned to ash by his students flames.
Tael sat up, roaring and putting the ground around him on fire. "Oh no." he whispered in fear. "He is back."
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posted August 10, 2010 07:47 PM |
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Osseric looked at the Elf as he shot awake, roaring. Osseric lifted his eyebrow, the Elf looked startled.
"A good night for bad dreams it seems. She of Prophecy must have had her fun tonight." Osseric said to himself.
He judged the coffee to be about done. He snapped his fingers again and one of his Archers came carrying several cups.
Osseric had himself a cup poured.
"Coffee anyone?"
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posted August 10, 2010 08:56 PM |
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- Indeed, it would be nice to have the mind fresh for the fight. pour in some for me- Domerth said it to one of Osseric's skeletal minions.
< Meanwhile, near the rocky shores of Magitara>
A young woman wearing a royal armor and regalia stepped on the deck of the warship.
- Captain, can we confirm our location? Is this Magitara?
- We sailed south until we came across the frozen wastes, then due east, as you instructed milady. this should be it.
- Good. Now, According to my brother's journal, we need to sail wo the west, until we see a lighthouse. Then it'll be a matter of time before we find him.
- No offense milady, but is it wise? I mean, searching for the Kingslayer could take months, if not years.
The woman looked at the sailor with anger. he quickly kneeled and bowed down.
- I'm deeply sorry milady, I meant no offense. Forgive me.
- This time I forgive. You'd watch your tongue from now on.
A man clad in ornate platemail approached her.
- Madam, you really think we'll find him here?
- Of course Falrick. You and Maegwyn were with Domerth here.
the knight nodded.
- Yes, but it was six years ago since we left. I don't think that I'm familiar with this land anymore. Who knows where Lord domerth is now.
- Something tells me that he's near. and we'll meet him in short time, my champion.- The woman stood silent, overlooking the shore of Magitara.
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