Archive for July, 2010
Mage: Chapter 11 (Incomplete)
Jul 27th
Kill the emperor
“You seek to challenge ME?” yelled the Emperor. “I’ve been doing magic since before you were born!”
“I’ve had a little help.” I wispered in his ear with magical voice. He looked around briefly and then scowled back down the hill to where we were approaching.
Mage: Chapter 10 (Incomplete)
Jul 27th
Use the spell of bonding to break the siege on the city.
Michael looked down at the sword. Then he looked back up at the soldier. He cocked his head to the side. One particularly canny archer ran off to call for reenforcements.
The sword vanished. More than vanished, the sword simply ceased to exist. This caused quite a bit of blood to come gushing out of the both of us, but that was fine. In this state, blood was easily conjured. After we felt the imperial soldiers were sufficently awed by the demonstration our wounds healed. The eyes of the soldier who had stabbed us got very wide before she turned to run. She got a small ways away before an enormous fireball blasted her off the path and, indeed, blasted away most of the path she had been standing on. She would be fine, I made sure of that, but the effect was well worth it. The other soldiers that had been watching took off towards their camp (and in some cases, the forest) at a full run.
We continued walking.
Mage: Chapter 8 (Incomplete)
Jul 27th
Escape the seiged city and head north to the imperial capital to find the portal to the Fae.
“It is a long and dangerous journey to imperial city and the roads will be well guarded. How will you be able to get there?” asked the Watch Captain.
“Have you forgotten? I’m a MAGE. I can fuckin’ FLY!”
“Oh, right. Awesome.”
Mage: Chapter 6 (Incomplete)
Jul 26th
With our wounds mended, we made our way south to the gates of Denali. Denali was a much larger city than our own, and well fortified to boot. The empire would be hard pressed to take this city the way they took ours. Nontheless, preperations were obviously underway to defend against invasion.
“Halt! State your origin and purpose!” yelled a rather jumpy looking archer from atop the closed gate.
“We are refugees from the destruction of Altar! We seek our families!” I yelled back.
The guard vanished over the edge of the wall. I could hear some indistinct yelling, then the massive gates slowly opened. A tall, heavily armored woman walked out, accompanied by two body guards.
“Many Altarians have sought shelter here. We will take you to there camp. However, you will have to remain under guard and you will not be allowed to enter the city proper until we can confirm your identity. The empire is devious and a saboture inside our walls could mean the loss of our city and our lives. I’m sure you understand.” She gestured to one of her body guards, who broke formation and nodded at us.
“Follow me.”
The camp was… smaller than I had hoped. Most of the city must have been killed in the fighting. However, that made it easy to find Michael’s parents and my uncle. They had survived! They had escaped! They were here! Joy washed over me as an enormous weight of worry was lifted.
“Uncle!”
“Jenna! Oh thank goodness you escaped! I was so worried!” We hugged.
“Jenna… Oh, I have been remiss. There’s something I must tell you.” he said.
“Yes?”
–
“Your parents dedicated their lives to investigating why magic had gone from this world. Much to their own surprise, they found out. When most people use magic they do it by drawing on ambient spiritual energy known as ‘mana’. This force naturally diminishes with use. However, there are some people who are able to use magic without drawing on mana. These people are known as ‘mages’. Mages are born with a spiritual tie to the world of the Fae and draw their energy from across the worlds. When mages cast spells, instead of diminishing ambient mana, they supply it.”
“You were not destined to be born as a mage, Jenna. There is a place where it is possible for humans to travel between our world and the world of the Fae. Your parents traveled to the world of the Fae and made a deal with the spirits there.”
Mage: Chapter 5
Jul 24th
Amidst the rubble of my former home stood a tall man in dark clothing.
“A mage was here. And he escaped. Conduct a mana purge and get a squad together. I’m going into the forest.”
“Yes, liege.”
–
As luck would have it, no other animals attempted to make a meal of us during my watch. I looked through the spellbook for other spells it might be useful to learn. This volume appeared to contain mostly spells intended for combat. I couldn’t find anything that would allow me to conjure water, but I did pick up a spell that allowed for the healing of wounds attained in battle. I cast it on Michael as he was sleeping and smiled with satisfaction as the few minor cuts and bruises he had acquired escaping the castle vanished before my eyes. He would wake up feeling pretty good. Then I cast it on myself, hoping to rid myself of the bruise on my shoulder that I had acquired when Michael had dropped me to fight off those soldiers. Unfortunately, it didn’t work.
“Fuckin’ shitty useless over-specialized magic.” I grumbled aloud. Michael would have recognized my tone as stealthily silly if he were awake, but he was sound asleep.
I tried to look for more spells, but at this point even looking at the book was making me sleepy. I had to stay awake so we didn’t both get mauled, so I elected to walk in circles for a while instead. It was strange that I had been so tired recently, as I was usually a very light and short sleeper. On the other hand, finding out you can do magic and having your home destroyed would probably wear out anyone.
When the moon was high I had long since been tired, so I nudged Michael’s shoulder with my foot. “Wake up, sleepyhead.”
“Muh… guh… but I don’t wanna go to school today, mommy! I wanna stay home and bake cookies with youuuu!”
“I ain’t your mommy, boy. I don’t even like kids. I do like cookies, but that’s beside the point. Get up and watch for monsters so I can sleep.”
“Roger wilco.” said Michael, now sitting upright. “Anything big comes though, I’m waking you so you can roast it.”
–
Michael spent most of his shift tending to the fire, as he couldn’t relight it if it went out. Soon the moon was low again and signs of the sun were starting to break over the horizon. In fairness, the time I was entitled to sleep was probably up by the time the monster came.
Michael saw movement in the distance. Then he saw a large biped with one eye and a club step out into the clearing.
“Hey, Jenna. Wake up, your services are required.”
I did not stir.
“Jenna!” he just about rolled me over with his foot. Nothing. The ogre charged.
“FFUUUUUUUUUU-”
–
I woke up with a sharp pain in my leg.
“So, ” said Michael “a monster came but you wouldn’t wake up. I killed it the old way. He crushed one of my arms and one of my feet before I could take him out, and he probably broke your leg, too. That had me pretty depressed until I found this.” He held up the spellbook with his remaining arm, opened to the page of the healing spell. “All I had to do was hope you would eventually wake up.”
I cast the spell from memory, and the results were miraculous. Within seconds Michael was healed as good as new. I cast it on myself and my leg mended flawlessly and the pain went away.
“WOO-HOO!” hollered Michael. “Jenna, that’s AWESOME!”
Mage: Chapter 4
Jul 24th
Neither of us well remember the details of our escape, but we must have gotten to the forest because that is where we wound up.
“I got a little bit of food and water when I was leaving the castle, but not much. We’ll have to get to a city soon.”
“A good plan in any case. There’s dangerous animals in these woods.”
“Not so dangerous when you can do magic, eh?” said Michael jovially.
I wasn’t as convinced. “Well, we’ll see when one tries to maul us, I suppose.”
The question didn’t remain up for debate for long though, as a silver wolf walked out from the brush and spared only a moment to eye us hungrily before charging. Michael was, to simultaneously my happiness and chagrin, proven correct as a single fireball not only killed the beast but also started a small fire in the otherwise very moist plant debris on the ground.
“Hey hey! Dinner and a show! We could make a proper cooking fire out of this. Only two spells and you’re already a walking utility kit.”
I admit, I had a pretty big grin on my own face at that point. I mean, I could do MAGIC! That’s AWESOME! I didn’t know why, but for now it seemed to be serving me pretty well.
After we both hauled the carcass out of the immediate fire, I cleared a circle around what was burning and Michael collected fuel to build it up. Once that was done we took turns using his sword to cut a piece out of the wolf and cook it. The meat was tough, but satisfying.
Once we had both had our fill we just sat together on the lea side of the fire, staring in to the darkness beyond.
“Did your parents get away from the city?” I asked.
“I don’t know. They weren’t in their rooms when I got there and I couldn’t find them afterwards. They wouldn’t've fought against that kind of force, though. My mom has family in Denali. That’s where they’d go if they escaped. It’s the closest place we could go, too.”
“Mm…” I said. I was worried about my uncle. He was an old man these days, and even when he was young he was more of a noble than a labourer or soldier. He couldn’t have gone to battle even if he’d been foolish enough to try. He was all the family I’d ever had.
“Hey, I saw the kings entourage heading south while I was still looking for my parents. I bet your uncle was with them!” said Michael. He wasn’t a very good liar though, and I could tell he was just trying to cheer me up. Still, even if he had not seen any such entourage one had probably happened. If my uncle had gone anywhere it would be Denali. Seeing as how that’s where we were going anyways, there didn’t seem to be much to be gained by fretting.
“Yawn!” Michael said aloud. Not, like, he yawned: he simply said the word “Yawn”. “That’s not how yawning works!” I told him.
“Yeah yeah yeah. I’m gonna sleep. You roast any more big bad wolves that try and attack me. Gimme… I guess we don’t have any clocks anymore… Well, wake me when the moon is high and you’re tired, and we’ll switch watches.”
“Roger wilco.” I said. “Sleep tight, Michael.”
Mage: Chapter 3
Jul 23rd
As he would tell it to me afterwards, Michael was soon awoken by the sound of an enormous explosion: the sound of the Imperial Army destroying the city walls. As this happening was entirely expected, he knew what to do. He put on his armour, gathered his weapons, and headed to the watch tower for assignments.
When he got there, he was awestruck by the size and power of the enemy forces. They must’ve had more infantry brought to bear on this invasion than we had population in our entire state. On top of that, they had siege weapons and were not hesitating in the least to use them. It seemed they were less interested in conquest than wholesale destruction. There was no hope of resisting that onslaught.
“Commander! Reporting for duty, Sir!”
“About time! You’re the stablemaster’s lad, no? You’ve had melee training? I want you on the front lines! There’s a company forming in the armory right now. Get out there and kill some imperial scum!”
“Sir…!? We’re _fighting_ this? There’s no way! We’ve got to evacuate!”
“Evacuate to where, kid? Bah, you courtiers are all alike. Cowards, every one! Get out there!”
“Yes sir. Say, has Jenna been by for orders yet?”
“It don’t make one goddamn bit of difference to you if she has. Now get on the battlefield before I stab you myself and save the imperials the trouble!”
“Yes sir.”
Michael went down the stairs and walked right past the door to the armory. To go on the front lines against a force that size would be suicide. Half the city had already been destroyed. To escape alone into the untamed forest surrounding the city didn’t provide very good odds of survival either. Sleeping in the forest without someone awake to watch your back would be tantamount to sleeping under an enormous sign labeled “Eat me” if wolves could read signs. Amidst the chaos of the castle preparing for battle, however, there was almost no chance of finding somebody if you didn’t already know where they were.
That means if I had woken up when I should have that day, we’d probably both be dead.
I woke up in a fireman’s carry on Michael’s shoulders just outside the city walls. Well, to be precise, I woke up just as he was dropping me so that he could fight off imperial patrol that had gotten around to the far side of the city. Fortunately, I thought quickly and by the time I was half way to the ground I had cast Fireball. Unfortunately, I had just been dropped. From like six feet in the air! That really hurt!
The fireball simply destroyed the imperial patrol. They were probably all dead even before Michael went around and slashed them with his sword for good measure.
“You’re awake.” he said. His eyes were sunken into his grime and blood covered face.
“You dropped me.” I said, more as a defense mechanism against the shock of my surroundings than as actual repartee.
“Yeah, sorry. The empire has destroyed most of the castle. We’ve gotta move.”