2. HEARTHFIRE 5, 3E 433
It is two AM in the morning. My fellow apprentices are all asleep, creating the perfect opportunity to sneak out.
I’ve thoroughly planned my journey to Vilverin without being spotted. Although I couldn’t just walk out of the university and nobody would bat an eyelid, I don’t want anything getting back to Tar-Meena. I plan to be back before she wakes from her sleep… but seeing as I have no idea what to expect from Vilverin I can’t guarantee this!
Yesterday when I was on a book run for Tar-Meena I took the liberty to buy an Invisibility scroll from the Mystic Imporium, a store in the Market District. I plan to use it to remain undetected as I leave the comfort of home… although I have no idea how I will sneak back it. I imagine I will have to cross that bridge when I come to it.
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Vilverin is not how I expected it to be. Not at all.
My sneaking out plan was successful, thank the gods, and I followed my map to Vilverin. Although I had to cross a lake beside the prison, but luckily for me there was a boat I could use near the sewer entrance. But you’re not interested in that! Haha.
From the outside Vilverin is a vision on beauty. A large, dazzlingly white marble structure crumbling with age but still standing beautifully strong. Near the ruin I could see a camp set up, but I didn’t worry too much. I imagined that it was just a homeless person settling down.
So I entered the ruin, grabbing a torch attached to the wall. The inside was eerily silent, not to mention pitch black. The sound of dripping water was quietly singing in the distance, but despite these minor setbacks the area was beautiful. There were small beams of unexplained light luminating small portions of the room I was in, which highly intrigued me. Maybe this was the result of some ancient Ayleid magic used to create artificial light? It was fascinating.
So, as obviously I was mesmerized by the entrance room, I decided it would make more sense to traverse deeper into the ruin.
That’s where the trouble began.
As I walked along toward a second set of stairs leading even deeper, I was spotted by somebody. A man, wielding a large axe. He was hiding in the shadows. He glared at me for a moment. But without even a warning he ATTACKED ME! Luckily I managed to evade his attack. I used my only source of defence; summoning my Skeleton Guardian. I did this, and my Guardian fought the man; easily overwhelming him with a deadly blow to the head.
With the man’s corpse crumpled before me I slumped onto the ground. What had just happened? I didn’t come to the ruin to fight… but I was forced to. I had become one of those bumbling, naïve adventurers I was so against. It was evident to me that the camp outside belonged to these, I guess Bandits. There was no doubt going to be more of these bandits in the ruin; desecrating this beautiful place with their hunt for treasure.
I sighed. Although this was a major inconvenience, I wasn’t ready to give up on my expedition. I shall travel further, facing whatever I have to face to achieve my goal. I just pray I don’t get killed in this place.
But I have something these bandits obviously don’t; a brain.
I’ll write more when I have a chance, as for now I need to continue with my expedition.
This post has been edited by Syradd: Jul 26 2013, 08:44 PM
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