A Day of Change

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Title: A Day Of Change

Author: Ceridwyn


It was the second day of the tenth month of the year 1300. It was a glorious day, not a cloud in the sky, so I intended to complete a treasure hunt. I spoke the words that would take me to Goodman's rune library, and in an instant, I was there.

Locating the proper rune for my map, I again recalled, this time to where my treasure was buried. I began to shovel, when out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a brigand. Not the usual angry cutthroats, though, these were those awful brigand mages.

Well, being a not so green mage myself, I blasted him with an energy bolt. I looked to see how much damage he took, and was amazed. Usually, your average brigand mage, when blasted, loses 75% of his life.

Not this guy. The energy bolt only took him for 30%. On top of that, he began his magic attack on me. A clever strategy he used, paralyzing me, then poisoning. I managed to cure just in time for the flamestrike he threw.

I slipped in an in vas mani(greater heal) and a magic reflect spell. Double-clicking on him, I saw that his name was Zorke the Controller. I blasted away with corp pors until he was dead, thankfully.Upon looting him, I found a strange jewel, an arcane gem. I made a note to myself to ask my then guild leader what it was. Also, finding 300 gold on him was another good feeling. It was worth the fight. I went back to my digging. But before long, an earth elemental came lumbering towards me.

He hit me, landing a concussion blow, stunning me for a few seconds, during which time he proceeded to pound on me. When I regained my senses, I corp pored him. Now, I can tell you a few things about earth els. One is that they are made of earth and hardened clay. Another is that corp pors usually take half of their life.

Upon noticing that the corp por did miniscule damage, miniscule in this case meaning nothing, I dropped my shovel and ran. Coming to a river bank, I caught my breath and looked around for him. I wanted to make sure I had enough time to recall out of there.

The treasure wasn't worth losing my life in unfamiliar territory. i saw him, coming at me, and realized that he moved much faster than any earth el i had ever seen. I also noticed his name. He was a golem. What a deadly mistake I had made.

In fact, a very costly mistake. As I recalled out, I saw another golem heading my way from the opposite side. I had escaped. When I returned to Britain, I headed to the bank to putmy new treasure, the gem, in safe keeping. Along the way, I heard tales of the strange new monsters I had run into.

I discovered what the gems are for. And I now know that things aren't always what they seem to be.

That day may have been just another day to these vendors, but to me, it seems that day was a day of change. Once safe spots in Brittania are now dangerous places to be. I have learned you should not go without a mage to battle with those things. Be warned, for I do not know how long these vile creatures will roam our countryside, but I will not count on an end anytime soon.

- Ceridwyn, First Lady of Unholy Disciples

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