Posts from Divine Journey

Anpeitu ventured outside the city walls, caught a couple of small animals, and had a satisfying meal. Afterward, she calmly returned to the city and began exploring it.

He extended his hand to the hunter:
- Reynold Trust, I travel with this elf, serpent man, and dwarf.

- Hello, - he said to the stranger, - may I also join the conversation? My name is Heimyr, and as you can see, I am who I am.

- Is it because of him? I suspected as much. Do you know anything about him? What magic does he wield, is he alone, and where was he last seen?

- Thank you, Reynold. - Kerlian thanked his companion, and then turned to the hunter again. - Would you like to have dinner with us?

Noticing the dwarf’s gaze, Reynold said somewhat puzzled:
- You can take it, what are you waiting for?

"Hmm, but I thought I said there was enough for everyone..."

- Before I say anything about this, could you tell me what your interest is? And no, thank you, I'm almost done, - he said, finishing peeling an orange.

- The thing is, we have a shared area of expertise... I'd like to take on this case and help the residents get rid of this criminal. That's why I came to you; perhaps you know something about it and can offer advice or even teach me some techniques. I'm sure I have a lot to learn from you.

- Perhaps I could teach you a thing or two, but not before I am certain of the criminal's death. This man possesses rather unpleasant abilities. Magic unlike anything I've encountered before, likely the result of his experiments. Somehow, he transforms his own reserve of magical power into a stream of destructive, yet immaterial energy. That is, there is no way to defend against it; only agility and a keen eye can help. Otherwise, you could lose limbs, eyes, or even your head at any moment.

I should look for a vendor selling healing potions; I hope there are any here.

Healing potion. 100 coins. (x10)
Lesser healing potion 40 coins. (x15)
Healing balm 30 coins (x10)

- Perhaps I could teach you a thing or two, but not until I am certain the criminal is dead. This man possesses some rather unpleasant abilities. Magic I have never encountered before, likely the result of his experiments. Somehow, he transforms his own reserve of magical power into a stream of destructive, yet immaterial energy. That is, it is impossible to defend against it in any way; only agility and a keen eye can help. Otherwise, you could lose limbs, eyes, or even your head at any moment.

Nokou’s rather large jaw dropped.
--“Immaterial? How can something immaterial be destructive? I’m sure it’s matter, just… unusual. Right?”
Nokou thought for a moment.
--“For example, light. Light that makes armor transparent, as if it were made of glass. And a living creature is opaque, so it absorbs all the light’s energy.”

- His notes could be very useful; I think any mage would give a fortune for them. Do you need help dealing with him? Well, and I wouldn’t mind getting the notes, or a copy of them, - Reynold interjected, impressed by the description.

- Don’t you want to join forces and go hunting together?

- Alright, I'll briefly explain how it works, and you can draw your own conclusions. It creates two types of magical energy, practically invisible to the eye, as it shimmers depending on the environment. One of them cuts through everything in its path until it dissipates. The other charges the first object it encounters with energy, after which it explodes.

- I prefer to work alone: I don't have to be responsible for the lives of my comrades, and more often than not, I have to act according to the situation rather than a pre-planned plan, - Florian explained, - and as for records, if there are any, I will destroy them immediately.