Post by Aileen on Jul 14, 2020 21:05:14 GMT -5
My parents once told me to never do drugs or get sucked into magic, else I would end up like the crazy old wizard in our town who would get drunk and set things on fire just about every week. Did I listen? No.
“I suggest you use fire!” Our new elven cleric friend shouts as the Hydra slips beneath the surface of the water.
We are getting destroyed, and clearly not making any dent on this hydra. Its damned heads keep sprouting, more and more each time!
“I don’t have fire!” I snap, panicking as I contemplate what I have in my bag. And then I remember.
Dragon’s Blood. Highly illegal, even more addicting, and much sought after. I have a dose, which I’ve been saving for a special occasion, but I think that time is now. If it does what I’ve been told then I may be able to cast spells like a sorcerer! With nothing to lose, I pull it out. It’s just a small little pebble of red resiny substance, and I was told to smoke it. So, I put it in a pipe that Morkris must have left in my bag, and light it up with flint and steel. It smells sweet and spicy, and burns my lungs a little when I inhale. A cloud puffs around me, and my friends and the crew all start looking a little dazed. I feel dumber already, but there is something else.... a strange power in my veins, begging to come to the surface. The hydra rises out of the water again, and I point my hand at it.
There is a massive explosion, and heat, and the Hydra goes back under after taking a nice bite out of my arm. I know it’s going to come back with more heads, so I prepare another one. Nothing. I prepare to cast another, my eyes scanning the water. Maybe we are moving past it? Suddenly we are all soaked as barrels of ale and potion bottles explode.
“I am so glad the healing potions are in the hole!” Morkris growls.
Meroni gives me some healing, and I keep prepping and losing spells. But if that thing comes back, I’m ready! And then my arm disappears. It doesn’t hurt, but it is mist. I try to move it and nothing happens. So I scream, flailing about and crying.
“Vanna, you’re fine! It’s okay!” Jackie tries to calm me, but I just look at where my arm once was and sob.
“Pull yourself together!” Snaps the cleric, and slaps me.
Finally I ready a chromatic orb, and we are all lifted ten feet in the air- even the boat! We all float for a few moments, and then everything and everyone goes crashing back down. I slam down onto the deck, Morkris landing on top of me. Luckily nobody is seriously hurt from the fall, and all we lose is a few empty barrels.
It is clear that we have killed the hydra. I head to our berthing and lay down, trying to calm myself, not wanting to cause any more damage. Today I learned drugs can be great fun, but everything comes with a price.
We are so getting more Dragon’s Blood.