The Magician's Bounty

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[ 7 Gnome Inv] Verselian Temorra the Seer

[ Storm ] Ekraat the Patriarch

[ Avian ] Fenrix the Magician

[ Half ] [WATCHER] Calvon Crouly the Master of War

Players matched: 4

There are 4 characters on, the most on since startup was 23.

The title of Master Questor of Aabahran is currently held by Grethlyn.

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The Center of the Crater

You stand in the middle of a crater blasted into what used to be the

Central Commons of Rheydin. All around you see nothing but devastation. No

traces of houses or shops remain. Climbing up to the crater's rim looks

quite difficult.

[Exits: north east south west]

A piece of parchment has been nailed to a signpost here.

A damaged War Golem stands rock solid, gathering dust.

Calvon the Master of War is here, sitting astride a green dragon.

(Charmed) A massive green dragon is here.

The ragged and dirty looking Town Crier stands here forlornly in the rubble.

The Town Crier says 'Greetings Verselian. Do you need DIRECTIONS?'

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Calvon looks at you.

Verselian pulls a coin from behind Calvon’s ear.

You give Calvon 1 gold.

Calvon says 'Well look at that.'

Calvon says 'A magician.'

You say 'You see, magic is no beggar's sport'

The day has begun.

Verselian flourishes his arms widely.

Calvon says 'Ill pay you for a trick.'

The sun rises in the east.

You say 'No tricks! Only MAGIC! I am a great wizard, after all'

You strut your stuff.

Calvon says 'A great wizard you say.'

Calvon says 'Why havent i heard of you great one?'

You say 'The greatest ever.'

Calvon peers at you intently.

Calvon says 'Then show me some "magic"'

Verselian pulls out a stale loaf of bread from a travel bag.

A crazed zealot walks north.

Verselian reaches carefully into a hole in the bread, and pulls out a rat! A magic rat!

Calvon jumps back a bit.

Calvon says 'That damn thing is huge!'

The magic rat scurries under a rock in the crater. Verselian looks unperturbed.

You say 'It's still in development…’

You say ‘but magic is by nature unpredictable'

Verselian tries to recover the rat, which nips violently at his fingers.

Verselian chews sadly on the moldy loaf.

Calvon says 'Leave that thing alone'

Calvon says 'Before you catch a disease'

You say 'No doubt I could cure it away, eh? eh?'

You nudge him.

You wink suggestively at Calvon.

You nudge him.

Calvon says 'Well, you are magic.'

You say 'Yes!'

Calvon says 'Stop touching me.'

Calvon chuckles politely.

Calvon says 'Little nudger'

You say 'You get it, you really do.'

Calvon says 'I think so.'

You say 'I see much potential in you. MAGIC potential!'

Calvon says 'Not much magic here.'

Calvon chuckles politely.

Calvon says 'I can summon a karakken however.'

Calvon grins evilly.

You say 'The karakken, hmmm?'

Calvon says 'It will magically destroy this town.'

You say 'Let's see...'

Verselian rummages through some papers.

Verselian pulls out a book titled 'monsters manual'.

You say 'Let's see, Karakken'

You say 'Yes, yes... it seems this 'karakken' ... type: large fish... exudes a vicious disposition... was once seen near the tainted valley'

Calvon says 'Indeed, around in there.'

Calvon says 'Bah! excuse me a moment.'

You say 'Much too mundane a creature for my interests'

Calvon gives you 1000 gold.

You bow before him.

Calvon says 'For the "magic"'

Calvon gallantly tips his hat.

Calvon says 'Leave that rat be.'

You say 'Good DAY to you sir'

Calvon flies west.

A green dragon flies west.