I know that it's a little silly with all that was going on that the first thing I did upon returning to town was seek out the marketplace. It seemed that this world used Gil as a currency, like my own, so I hoped my coin would pass for theirs. I secured myself a new… Continue reading 10- Green Red Mage
My mind was still swimming after leaving the Thaumaturge's guild - sincerely worried about what it means when a world relies on looking into the void for a basis of magic. I had other locations on my list to visit though, namely, the marketplace. So, I tried to shake off my concerns while focusing on… Continue reading 9- The Hero We Deserve
My next stop was the Thaumaturge guild. I guess that's just a fancy way of saying "mage," but I should have known it was trouble from the start. I was greeted by a little girl behind the counter - this was starting to be a habit - that rambled on about the guild and what… Continue reading 8- Spooky, Scary Thaumaturge
The first item on my list was this crystal aetheryte-thing... mostly because it's real concerning that such a thing exists in this world at all. I don't know what experiences these people have with crystals. But, in my world, you don't just leave them out in the open and instruct people to go visit them.… Continue reading 7- Giant Crystals: A Good Idea?
Letter from: Zakhin’Dakh, in response to this note. Yeah, it was really strange turning into a cat-person-thingy! Walking on two legs is kind of hard! But it seemed like maybe the magic that turned me into one helped? I'm not really sure. I don't really know much about magic-y stuff. It sounds like the black… Continue reading The Sound of Singing Griffons
Letter from: Zakhin'Dakh, in response to this note. Yeah! I'm the smartest griffon ever! I think... though even then I couldn't write if I hadn't been turned into a cat-person-thingy. My friend Almonihah taught me to scratch words in the dirt with my talons before I learned how to speak Great Eagle, so I know… Continue reading Hands Are Useful Tools
I was still grappling with the concept that someone who looked so much like a child could speak and act like an adult. Momodi either didn't notice, or was too caught up in her own one-sided conversation to care. I was actually rather glad about this, as it gave me the chance to get my… Continue reading 6- Local Legends