Dlome
Dlome's Transformation
Of late, fair Trinsic is not so fair anymore. The town is
becoming overrun by thieves and has gotten much too crowded.
Usually there is such a crowd and such an incredible din at the
bank and surrounding area that one cannot even hold a
conversation. So, within a week I felt the urge to return to the
woods where I grew up. I gathered up 3 adventurers that I knew
very well and we set off to the west of Trinsic. We headed toward
Yew in search of creatures to fight. Our adventure was quite
uneventful, but I did get to practice my magery. We killed many
common creatures such as hinds and cows. After 4 days time we
made it all the way to Yew. My party was very fatigued from the
journey and really wished to return to familiar ground, so we
took the moongate back to Trinsic.
We arrived in Trinsic with no event. As we left the area
around the moongate an idea came to mind. I ordered my friends to
form a line 2 deep at the entrance to the moongate. We all hid
and waited silently. Momentarily I heard footsteps in the
distance announcing the approach of a fighter. He did not wear
much more than regular clothes, but we were not discriminating
that night. Sure enough, he walked right by us. Quickly I grabbed
his ankles from where I lay. He stumbled and paused to look at
what he had caught his feet on, but could not see me. He tried to
walk forward, but my comrades behind me grabbed his ankles and
held him tight. Suddenly we all appeared and took what valuable
items we had. We released him and he darted off. This turned out
to be a wise decision, even wiser than even I could predict.
Again we hid and waited. This time a long time passed before
another person came by. This time our victim stopped. I think he
saw one of us or heard our whisperings. I cannot be sure.
"Hail!" he shouted from a distance.
"Hail sir! There is a murderer in the area sir, be
careful!" I lied
"There is?" he replied
"Yes, be careful. He was to the east."
As soon as he received confirmation of my story, he went on to
relate how he specifically hunted these killers. I do not know
for sure what he said. I simply fed him the lines that his type
wanted to hear. I know all about these guys, they are selfish
individuals and care nothing about the common folk. Ben and I
dealt with many of them while we were friends. The man was much
too far away for me to see inside his bags. I thought for a
moment as he continued blabbering about his quests and deeds. I
needed him closer. Quickly, I reached into my pack and withdrew a
small blue bag I had found. It was empty, but would surely serve
its purpose. I tossed it on the ground next to where I lay
hidden. Sure enough the man walked up. I peeked inside his pouch
while his back was turned. He was clearly a mage because he
carried many recall runes but unfortunately there was nothing
that I could steal. The man continued his blathering for a long
time. I quickly grew tired of our conversation and tried to end
it, but I could not. He persisted to tell us about his
adventures. Soon enough my entire party was whispering demeaning
comments about him. 'Twas all very funny, but this man was
ruining our trap. Finally I got him to finish his conversation.
He walked around where we lay, and as he passed I said to him
"I, Dlome, bow to thee" Twas better than revealing
myself but he stopped!
"Hey, I know you!" He shouted.
I am certain that he is no friend of mine, but once again he
persisted to make conversation. He was pushing me much too far.
We had all traveled for far too long to hold this conversation.
My friends started whispering sighs of aggravation. So I took
matters into my own hands, but in a way I had never done before.
I rummaged through my pack to where I had my extra scrolls. I
found the one I was looking for. It lay just where I expected it.
It is called energy vortex -- I had never cast it before. My
victim hid, but I did not care.
"I grow tired of your talk. Speak no more!" I said.
Quickly I invoked the power within the scroll. From the sky
dropped a purple cloud of energy. There was an immense whirling
sound. A creature that could only have come from the gates of
hell itself appeared. The power of its presence was absolutely
overwhelming. In mere seconds it grabbed my victim out of hiding
and ripped his spirit from his body. He died instantly.
I stood where I was a moment. I did not rummage through the
corpse. I was disoriented. The magic was more than I had ever
experienced, its taste still lingered in my arms and its energy
burned in my heart. 'Twas absolutely amazing. One of my
companions shook me.
"Dlome are you ok?"
"Yes" I replied in what must have been a shaky
voice.
I rummaged through the corpse and took the belongings. It did
not take long for us to clean the body. A ghost manifested before
me.
"OoooOooOOOoOoOooooo" he said.
"Hold sir." I said as I contacted his plane
"What is it you need sir?"
"Why did you do that?" The ghost implored.
"You talked much to long sir. My patience wore
thin."
Once again the ghost began to babble about the situation. I
replied with less than half interest.
"Beware of rogues in the future sir. Good bye and good
day" My companions and I left for Trinsic.
After that occurrence I will never be the same. I have practiced
magic for a long time but never did I know the power I possessed.
I pity any who cross my path in the future, for Dlome is no
longer harmless. My life is changed.
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