The Lore of Battle Mage Angus of Mu

Good morrow, fellow wizard! Thou may call me Angus, Battle Mage of Mu. I came across this book rather haphazardly and felt called upon to leave words of mine own. Whilst I hail from the absent city, I remember not of it. I vividly retain much of what I have acquired in terms of battle magic from the Lost Monks of Mu, however. Tis no small feat to acquire the proficiency I wield of the Great Winds afterall. Thus, I intend to utilize this most gracious gift to see mine evergreen quest to completion. I yearn to locate the savior of the lost—the being of great power whom none seem able to locate, the one who dost ringeth with such calmness. Perhaps the one they call Magus Wazir will yet aid my quest to retrieve my fond memories and locate the once great city of Mu. While I have yet had luck in way of contacting the elusive dream master, my quest has provided me with great tales of adventure. Much wisdom has been garnered through these trials. Yet, the greatest mark of knowledge bestowed upon me is the practice of benevolence toward fellow beings. Regardless of creed, shape, or form, it is we beings that do act as the life force for this great world. Thus, I have pledged the power of the Great Winds to aid others that require a gentle breeze to guide their sails toward that which they seek. Thou acquaintance is most welcome should thee find me in our great world, friend. May my zephyr surely guide thee toward succor.

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