The Lore of Sorcerer Ozohr from the Shadow and Flumen the rat

Not all are aware of their greater calling from day one. Some will inherit it early in their life from a family member, some will study in search of their calling while others will stumble upon it almost by pure coincidence.

Ozohr falls in this third category, he lived most of his life living a very quiet and peaceful life, uninterested and almost unaware of anything called magic. He would be considered by most a very down-to-earth and low profile guy, some would probably even say boring behind his back. His life was pretty much centered on his work at Totti’s Bank in Alessar’s Keep, a couple of close friends and his family. Ozohr was quite comfortable with his life, he loved routine and loved being in control of his surroundings. Blazing speeds and fireworks are not for everyone, at the very least they were not for the old Ozohr, the “goes to bed at 10 on the dot” Ozohr, the “saves every penny” Ozhor, the “let’s have a glass and go home” Ozohr. But that old Ozhor no longer exists… for the better or for the worst we now have a completely different Ozohr…a new Ozohr.

It all started while he was taking a very long walk by the river after another shift at the bank. During that walk, Ozohr’s mind was flip-flopping between retiring the coming summer or to keep going for a little longer. He felt like he had given all he could give, and that maybe having more time for himself would be an easy way to have extra joy from life. As he got a little closer to the river to test the water’s temperature Ozohr suddenly saw a blue light a couple meters away in the river. After looking at it for a couple seconds Ozohr felt like he saw the light move. He kept looking… and it moved again he could swear! But what could it be, it was way too small to be human-like.

Curiosity took over and Ozohr stepped in the shallow riverbank, and after moving forward a couple meters he was finally close enough to see clearly what the blue light was. It was a small animal, smaller than a dog, its fur was bright, blue and shiny, nothing he had seen before. The small animal was clearly not a great swimmer, and definitely could use some help. Ozohr carried the small beast to the shore and once the animal was safely back on solid ground it just stayed there looking at Ozohr; and Ozhor looked back at the small thing and finally was able to get a better look, it was clearly not a dog or a cat, looked more like a very tall and slightly pudgy rat. Its color was clearly what would catch anyone’s eye, the blue was actually more like a turquoise, like an exotic sea.

The rat and Ozohr looked at each other for what seemed like a long time, both evaluating the other. After a while Ozohr decided it was time to head home, happy he saved the rat from possible drowning. As he started walking away, it took but 2 seconds that the rat started following him, never getting more than a couple meters away from Ozohr. Having no time to lose as it was getting late and having no time to interrogate a rat who couldn’t talk, Ozohr decided to simply head home and ignore the blue animal following.

Whether he wanted it or not, Ozohr had a new friend, the rat followed him home, slept under his bed and would not leave him alone all day. It felt like the rat owed his life to the human who carried him out of the water, or maybe the rat was simply looking for a nice friend and had found one. Because he found him swimming in the river, and because of its color, Ozohr decided to name the rat Flumen, he found the name fitting for the animal, for his friend.

Flumen brought with him a lot of excitement for Ozohr, everyone wanted to see the blue rat, they all wanted to pet its funny looking fur. But other than other’s curiosity, Flumen is the one that really changed Ozohr’s life when one day after a night out at the pub, Flumen refused to go the usual way home, Flumen would not follow Ozohr no matter how many times he asked or how loud he yelled at the animal. After a while, Ozohr had no other choice than to abdicate and follow his best friend. The animal started running towards an alley about 10 meters away from the pub’s exit. He then cut in the alley and started scratching at the first door he saw, he scratched and scratched and scratched. Intrigued, Ozohr got closer to the door, not hearing anything inside he decided to give the knob a little jiggle.

The door opened up really easily, and Ozohr could see inside a somewhat dark room that looked like a narrow and deep storage room. He could see because there, at the back of the room, was a shiny blue light…again!? This one felt even brighter and stronger than when Ozohr had saved Flumen from the river. What could it be this time he was wondering. He had no choice but to get closer to the light source. He stepped towards the blue light slowly, trying his best not to make any noise, still not knowing whose storage room he was in and if the owner was anywhere close. As he got closer he started to get a better feel about what this was, the stick-like object at least 6 feet long and had an odd shape one one end. He had seen that shape with two snakes before but could not remember exactly where. He looked back to see if Flumen was still with him, and of course Flumen was still there, looking at him, almost telling him to keep going. Ozohr looked back at the stick, and decided to pick it up. As soon as he touched the cold shiny stick he felt different. He felt like a new Ozohr.

To be continued...

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