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Druid Ofaris out of the Blizzard (#6136)

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The Lore of Druid Ofaris out of the Blizzard

Entry 2:

It was beginning to be an arduous journey to Goblin Town considering I’ve been on my feet for longer than I can remember. I haven’t seen a proper bed since before the Great Blizzard. At least 2 years.

As I was venturing through The Thorn, I spotted a stupendous shimmer ahead amongst the dead tree forest. Was it a spirit? It wasn’t moving… just lying there faced away from me.

Approacing closer, I realized it was a pony. It couldn’t be…. was it one of the fabled ponies from The Elysian Fields?

This beautiful, deep purplish-maroon colored pony, with a clouded ivory mane and …. spectacles?! That must have been the shimmer I saw from afar.

Upon approach, the sleeping pony abruptly awoke, very startled. It was even more brilliant than I’ve read in the lore.

I noticed the pony had a fresh wound on its back leg. A brand of some sorts? Or perhaps this was an ancient Rune? Regardless, I used some !magic to speed the healing of this recent branding and shared some of my (limited) rations with the pony while gently petting him. I noticed his ears shift forward, a sign of respect.

He seemed to appreciate it quite much as he knelt down in front of me. Gods, this sacred creature wants me to hop on?!

My feet, seemingly having a mind of their own, obliged and I hopped right on. Well, I now have a ride for the latter half of my journey to Goblin Town. More than that, a companion to share the journey with. A companion. It has been so long since my last true companion.

I think I’ll name him Dryad. It seems fitting since he first appeared to me as a spirit in the trees.

Yes, Dryad the Stupendous.

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The Soul Reaper and His Treasure

The Forgotten Tavern in Goblin Town smelled of old, stale Goblin Beer as Wizard #6136, Wizard #4492, and Warrior #4171 entered through the creaky front door.

The tavern was nearly full of wizards and warriors likely in town for the annual festival.

"Drinks, food, or both?" a Goblin bartender asks.

Druid Ofaris responded with a smirk and an audible grunt.

"We're quite full, just a round of drinks, please." Shaman Ilyas politely responded.

The bartender apathetically began pouring 3 glasses of beer when Gorgah interrupted by whispering something to him. Whatever it was that Gorgah said, it struck fear into the bartender. He looked as if he had just lived his worst nightmare while motioning to a door near the back of the tavern.

Gorgah, without skipping a beat, headed toward the door as Druid Ofaris and Shaman Ilyas followed, leaving their freshly poured drinks and a fearful bartender behind.

Behind the door were stairs heading down to the cellar of the tavern. On the descent, the group felt the air completely change to a sweeping chill and noticed a faint blue light emanating from below.

As they made it down, they noticed there was another small bar and a group of more sophisticated wizards down here. In the far corner, they spotted what they were here for, sitting alone. Warrior #15526. Likely the most polarizing figure in the Runiverse as of late, right before them.

Soul Reaper was sitting with his sword sheathed, shield propped on the ground and he was reading some sort of codex that had a combination of runes and props found about the Runiverse.

Next to him, under the table, was a remarkable looking chest with spikes on either end and three key holes in the shape of the Forgotten Runes.

"Thank you for coming." Soul Reaper said with a tranquil voice.

"As you can see, the chest can only be unlocked by three runes. Per the codex, it seems to be the Rune of Brass, Rune of Omega and Rune of Venus. Take this copy of the codex, it has guidance on where one can find these runes. It will not be an easy task and best you work as a team."

The group of three nodded synchronously.

"What's inside the chest?" Gorgah asked.

Soul Reaper squinted his fiery blue eyes, which seemed to emit a fog of light and serenely replied "Perhaps something younger than a Unicorn stallion and older than a Phoenix hatching. Something colder than the depths of Dream Master Lake and hotter than the passions of a mad pyromancer. Or perhaps something to counter a Sacred Flame."

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