Ancestors

Written by tobadzistsini on 2025-01-21 at 00:24

Strong hands cradled the barbarian's face in the back of the tavern.

A wizard of the Azure Order joined him, "Copper for your thoughts?"

"Skarde fear Skarde go crazy." His eyes were red and brimming with tears.

With a nod, the wizard reached for the brute's hand. "Tell Urien everything."

"Skarde fight wyrm. Skarde hear rattle. Skarde drink potion. Skarde hear more rattles." He wiped his eyes, "Skarde make crazy" and tapped his temple. 1/x

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Written by tobadzistsini on 2025-01-21 at 00:27

Urien puffed his pipe in deep thought, "Let me look into my scrying mirror." From his robe the mage pulled a black mirror from his robe and flicked his fingers.

Skarde tilted his head like he heard something for a moment.

Upon the dim surface a white form came into view.

At a table was a fat man though he had the aspect of a boy. The man-child's face was covered with a strange pox. Skarde leaned in to catch a glimpse before being pushed back. "Not yet, friend." 2/x

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Written by tobadzistsini on 2025-01-21 at 00:27

A high, reedy, and feminine voice squeaked, "I thlay duh witherd! Haw haw!" Urien looked at Skarde with wariness. "What kinda name ith Urine anyway?"

A disembodied voice sighed, "Roll your #die."

There was a rattle followed by a squeal, "Thith ith bullthit! A one?" Urien dismissed the vision and stood, "Sorry friend, you're on your own." 3/3

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