by Dedsune » Wed Sep 27, 2006 3:44 am
The Grandmaster Thug, in a rare mischannel, accidentally gossip'd something of interest, perhaps meant for his thugs to hear. Some valk folks invited themselves into his hideout, dropping in on him just as he finished writing a note. Having relieved him of his duties as grandmaster and scribe, the trio of valkers read the note...
"I have mastered a way to create a token of one time use in changing the strengths
and weaknesses of mortal people. Although the ingredients are available, but not
readily, a magical token can still be forged with the right supplies and a little gold.
Those seeking to make such a token should seek out a wise wizard who lives somewhere
within lands of a floating continent. Bring with you the following items, an amulet
of magical charge, two each of eggs from this well known sea bird, one spellbook that
is found spinning, and one that is found twirling, a small amount of mana in the form
of flux, and lastly, a copy of this note. Ask the wizard to forge a token
and it shall be done!"
...It was later discovered that two of the required components were of a personal nature; and, while this forge is mildly susceptible to explosion, it is also no easier to forge than it is to obtain the resluting item in the usual old-fashioned way. The end result does, however, make for a worthwhile diversion from your typical cycling.
Thanks for the new forge!
Now it's over, I'm dead and I haven't done anything that I wanted...Or I'm still alive, and there's nothing I want to do.