You face the dummy in the back wall, and dramatically hold up your middle finger. An air of power begins to form around your hand as you tap into your magical power. You think of which spell to use, and decide to use the one you have the most experience with. "FUS RO DAH!" You shout and a torous of blue shimmering air forms and rappidly shoots towards the dummy. The entire room erupts in a series of loud crashes. Books, furniture, and decorations all fly into the dummy, and generate enough force to tear through the stone wall. Bricks start to fall around the hole, but not to the point where it collapses. Gatzen looked amazed and terrified at the same time. "Holy shit. I have never seen someone with magica that powerful since Darmora betrayed us... I'll tell you about that later. First, you need to fix this mess you made. Us this spell to repair damage: Graw Ti Dsoh!" You try as he suggests, and utter the phrase "GRAW TI DSOH!" And everything that was out of place was picked up and tossed back to their rightfull place. The sketchy damaged wall was back to full strength. Gatzen looked pleased, then asked you to continue with any other spells you knew. The only other one you knew was the one that slowed time down "TIID KLO UL!" you shout, and time around you slows to a crawl. The world remains like this for about a minute, before it comes back to normal. "And that's all I know" You say once the world returns. Gatzen looks pleased at your results. "Well, I must say, you learned all that from watching another mage, it should be easy to teach you more. You'd better sit down. Remembering this may save your life in the future."
Gatzen taught you for hours and hours until the watchmen called one o'clock. The castle was on high alert for any subsequent attacks, but there were also parties and celebrations as well. Gatzen taught you many spells, and you practiced them until you could recite them from memory:
Yor Toor Shul: Fire Attack
Gol Hah Dov: Read Minds
Zun Haal Viik: Disarm
Fo Krah Diin: Ice Attack
You had just finished learning the last spell when the same boy that brought you earlier came back. "King Tybalt II has summoned the Hero of SHeadoria." Gatzen looked dissapointed, but agreed. "very well. Good luck." And you left without another word. You went back into the grand hall, only this time, all the royalty were gathered. You looked at the head of the table, and there was King Tybalt II. His age surprised you. He was no more than 15 years old, but looked as if he knew what he was doing. He stopped the meal, then announced to everyone, "Behold! The Hero of Sheadoria! The defender of the walls, and orcslayer!" The entire hall cheered, but quickly grew quiet as the young King continued. "As is customary, the Hero must go on a quest, along with companions. Now, I say it is time we paid the orcs a diplomatic visit, but orcs only reason with those they respect on the battlefield, so I send you, Hero, to the orcish lands and to their capitol of Traglimec to demand they cease their raids on Sheadoria. What say you?" "I agree" You reply, not wanting to upset the king. "Great!" King Tybalt II says giddily, his young nature showing. "Now, you need 3 companions, as is customary. I have summoned the best in the land, for you to pick." 5 men and a woman stood up. The king introduced them one by one.
"This here is Nathan" The king said, pointing at an armored knight. "He is the best warrior in all of Sheadoria, and a worthy warrior to have at your side."
"This is Thalia" He said, pointing at a young woman, she had no outward skills apparent, but the King continued, "She is a master of the shadows, blending in, sneaking in, and assassinating people are her specialties."
"This is Roshan" He said, pointing at a what looked to be a hunter, "He is the best archer in the land, can accurately hit targets from rediculous distances."
"This is Paul" He said pointing at an old man with a grey beard, "He is a renown mage, not as good as Gatzen, but unfortunately, Gatzen is bedridden and could not join you."
"And finally, this is Sylvester" He said pointing at a brutish man. "He is the strongest man in the lands, and has won wrestling matches against orcs. If you want orcs respect, he would be the man to get it."
"You must pick 3, no more, no less. Those are the rules. Choose wisely.
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