The World of Layonara
Character Development => Development Journals and Discussion => Topic started by: MorphlingROR on July 07, 2005, 04:09:00 PM
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Consciousness finally returned to me. I tried to raise from the ground, but, still feeling too weak, slipped and fell back right into the pool of my own blood. I turned on my back and saw Grai, my familiar, still hovering over me. Nearby a pair of gnolls lay dead. Looks like Grai saved my life again and I got lucky. Well, maybe it was hard to call this luck, but at least I was still alive. Now I can sit here at the library and write this. The priest at the temple of Lucinda tended to my wounds and I should recover completely soon. This cannot go on though. Once again I have exhausted my magic and ended up close with a gnoll waving a club. One time I won't be as lucky and will end up dead. Or I will get beaten up so much that no one will even think of calling me beautiful again. I do not want this to happen, do I? Magic is great, but learning to defend yourself would be a good thing too, girl. Especially with your curiosity always leading you to places you should not be in.
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Today I was sitting on the bench near the bank in Hlint as usual reading a book. A dwarf rushed out, cursing about the bank and their taxes. Don't really remember how, but we started up a conversation. His name is Varka. A strong dwarf, and I thought a cute one in his own way. He was waving with his maul and promising to beat up the robber in the bank when he would finish his work and come out. I ended up telling him I was a wizard, but the ignorant of anything magic related dwarf didn't even know what it was. I told him it was a type of a mage, so he offered to sell me some scrolls. Then an idea hit my head. Perhaps he could help me learn to fight? I hinted to it by saying I was thinking of picking up a sword and learn to swing it. Of course as any dwarf he suggested to me to use an axe or maul instead, so I had to explain him that I wasn't that strong to use such a weapon, and he then agreed I should take a sword. I didn't even need to ask for it, as Varka offered to show me some moves himself. He was a good teacher, but I would still need a lot of practice to learn to wield a sword properly. At least I won't cut off my own hand next time I try.
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Looks like I have a goal set before me now - to learn to scribe scrolls. I need to scribe a scroll of Second Cirlce of each magic school to succeed. Just a few days ago I did not know a thing about it, but thanks to the library I found enough information to get me started. A lot of hard work, but I have to do it. I will do it. And even if I will fail the test I will at least learn something of use from it, and it is good to have a purpose anyway. Now it is time to gather more corn for the ever-hungry chickens.
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Today, while looking for the last remaining scroll, I have approached a man by the name Ozymandias. He did not give me a scroll, but he sure did have a lot of things to say, not all of them pleasant, yet he made a point. I do not agree with a lot of it, but there are still things I can learn from him so it is worth pursuing talking with him. He made me question my own goals, which was good. He told me of his own when I asked, yet there seemed to be doubt in his answer too. And for some reason he is.. bitter? I was too tired for philosophical debates so I decided against questioning it. Anyway, listening to this man may give me some ideas and he is far more experienced with magic than I.
And why does the last spell needed have to be of Necromancy school? I guess I will make myself a reputation going around and asking for it.