Magus Koop of El Dorado
Entry Two: The Orb Staff
In his twenty-third year, Koop often found himself running the family store alone. He enjoyed visits from local wizards and witches and began to trade for spell scrolls and other magical trinkets. One day a Stranger came seeking onyx powder, a peculiar reagent used primarily for necromancy.
"Hail traveler!" Koop greeted the man warmly. Without a word The Stranger removed a staff wrapped in cloth from his back and placed it on the table. He fished a purchase order from his pocket and extended it to Koop. "Oh! onyx powder? A most interesting request. I will fetch it right away." The Anuran set about filling a leather pouch with the coarse black powder. With his order filled, the man removes the covering from his staff and hands it to Koop. It was a sturdy thing, with a great blue orb at its head, he could feel the power radiating from it. "Tis a fair trade. You have a deal sir." The Stranger departed in silence, his task fulfilled.
"Tell Master Krick that the boy has accepted the staff."
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Magus Koop of El Dorado
Entry Three: The Red Mist
It was a cold night. The skies were clear and the moonlight shone brightly through Koop's window. The young wizard was closing up shop and preparing to head home. Just as he moved towards the door, fear gripped his heart. His arms felt heavy and the room began to spin as he fell to his knees. He could see it now. A fine red mist poured through a gap under the door. Though barely conscious, Koop could see the swirling mist form into the shape of a man. The figure approached him and spoke in a voice like metal grinding on stone.
** "In a moment I will be gone and your strength will return. Listen carefully for I will not repeat myself. Pack your things, taking only what you need for the journey ahead. You will travel to The Thorn and seek out Wizard #6001. When you find the witch, speak the passphrase 'nos focus manere' and you will receive further instructions." **
In a flash of crimson smoke the visitor was gone. Koop was alone again. He had never traveled more than a days walk from home, and didn't know how to explain this to his father. He dared not refuse this quest and risk another visit from the red mist, so he set about packing for the journey. Before leaving, he scribbled a note and nailed it to the door. While doing so, he noticed a strange rune inscribed just above the peephole. He prepared a simple ward of protection and cast it over the shop. Hoping it would be enough. With a heavy heart and his staff in hand, he set out on the road.
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