Gray the Unstable Prismetal Blaster (Beirus)
Gray covered his travels from eating the crown through training with Masen, including meeting the desert djinn, traveling with Glint, meeting Barag and Kokaun, and killing that giant scorpion monster thing, and being pursued on the way to Masen's. Also, Gray would make it clear that all of his fights were in self-defense. He would also let Hinrab know about Masen being sick.
The caravan resumed its travel, and you narrated your adventures from start to finish to the attentive Hinrab.
You told him of the gray and damp castle you came from, of the verdant forests, and of your first day in the vast Copper Desert. Of your encounter with the desert djinn, of your encounter with Glint, Vagush and Tirim. Of your fight with the bandits, of your fight with the Radasars, and then of your meeting with Barag and Kokaun.
Hinrab listened to your whole story with attention and curiosity. He often shouted in surprise, inquired about your thoughts, feelings at the time, and constantly made amazed remarks of your adventures.
Ah, Desert Djinni! Curious dwellers of the desert, both a curse and a blessing to travellers. He himself had met one, which guided him to an oasis.
Ah, such mysterious creatures! Monsters were so intriguing, and as varied as humans personalities.
Ah, Radasars! They had become a threat serious enough to mobilize the Prince's Hand, and a war was underway.
Ah, this old Barag! One of the first disciples, one of the most devout. A great man, one of few words, but of great wisdom.
"I am sure your tales would make a great book."Then you told him of the journey to the Ta Simal plateau, and of your days spent with Masen, and of his sickness.
"Ah... So that's how it is. If Barag is with him, I have no fear for the master. I wish I could have gone to pay him a visit myself."Then Hinrab told him a bit more about him. He was a wandering mage, who used his travels to better his magic and learn more about the world. He specialized in Ashafan glyph magic. He explained that glyph magic spells were cast by drawing a glyph or a succession of glyphs, and infusing them with magic energy. It was a powerful magic for desert travellers, as one could draw a glyph very easily in the sand.
Hinrab admired your pacifist attitude, fighting not to kill but to protect. He half-jokingly pondered if your pacifism could stem from your natural lack of a need to feed on other living beings? When he asked how you sustained yourself, you didn't know how to answer. That was a mystery to yourself too.
As the sun started to set, you saw the looming shadow of a great city. Farune, the city of the Great Southern Oasis, was in sights. At this time of the hour, it seemed as if the walls of the city were made of gold, and the nearby oasis glimmered with the blessing of water.
"What will you do in Farune? I think you could use a guide, the people there will definitely be... surprised by your appearance."Nearby Humans:-Hinrab, Masen disciple:-Caravan Security Riders:-Civilians:HP: 28/28
MP: 18/18
Essence: 20
Status:
-Nothing
Inventory:
-Cloak of the Disciple (worn)
Location:
-Outskirt of Farune
Companion: Brown the Dirt Protector
HP: 20/20
MP: 14/14
Status:
-Nothing
Inventory:
-Cloak of the Disciple (tied around)
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Topic: You are a Monster - Turn 63 (Read 215644 times)