My spell shimmered in the air, showing the elf very clearly. He had gotten across most of Daria and was waiting for a ship along the eastern coast. It was no wonder that nobody found him in Tornassa since the Silver Sea was on the other side of Daria. We left immediately.
(Divination +10, Geography +5)
My horse wasn't ideal since he wasn't trained for combat, and I knew I could get Dog trained for 350 gold.
I didn't have Dog trained.I was happy with the way Dog was and saw no need for extra training at that time. It was a long way to the Silver Sea, especially since only I had a mount.
We had no choice but to walk the entire way.It was a very long walk. It took us over a month to finally get to the Silver Sea. It also cost us a lot of money in food, travel gear and renting rooms at inns.
(Gold -60)
The smell of salt hung in the air as we arrived at the shores of the Silver Sea. I saw large ships and the blue ocean for the first time in my life. We got to work, looking for the elf once again. When we asked around, we were given very specific directions to a street down by the docks. It seemed like luck was with us.
We went to the seaside and searched where we were told. The alley was dark and smelled of fish. I'll never forget seeing that enormous fist flying right towards my face!
1) I took the punch, not letting it slow me down. (Needs 30 Body)
2) I blocked the punch. (Needs 25 Fighting)
3) I fought through the dizziness. (Needs 30 Willpower)I conjured a very quick shield. (Needs 25 Conjuration)4) I awoke a few minutes later.Gorl Rockeater, a troll wizard.
Age: 20
Good: 58%
Evil: 42%
Body: 33%
Personality: 12%
Willpower: 34%
Fame: 3%
MAGIC:
Alchemy: 9%
Conjuration: 4%
Divination: 28%
Enchantment: 18%
Healing: 90%
Illusion: 4%
Necromancy: 20%
Summoning: 18%
Transmutation: 4%
KNOWLEDGE:
Arcana: 50%
Agriculture: 5%
Diplomacy: 65%
Economics: 10%
Fighting: 50%
Geography: 25%
History: 40%
Nature: 7%
Religion: 20%
Smithing: 12%
Thievery: 0%
Warcraft: 30%
FRIENDS AND FOLLOWERS:
Familiar: Cat the dog
My horse named Dog.
- My mean parents.
MY PARTY:
Fighter: a human named Stewart of power: 6, wielding his sword
Thief: a human named Maris of power: 2, wielding her dagger
Cleric: My girlfriend, a human named Hermann of power: 7, wielding her mace
FACTIONS:
Kingdom Citizens: 20
Royal Family: 0
Elves: -50
Dwarves: 0
Orcs: -30
Thieves Guild: 0
Mage Guild: 50
Fighters Guild: 0
Gold: 133
INVENTORY:
A magical amulet that my grandfather used to own.