“Hey, remember what that drunk guy in the tavern was shouting about”
“What are you on about?”
Zephaniah and Loriel had been part of a team assembled to stop some wizard gone rogue. it was a fairly common occurrence, once you found out how to control reality around you, it was easy to see those who couldn’t as being “lesser”. Normally this wasn’t much of a problem as a knife to the throat tends to kill anyone pretty quickly. However, for this particular mission the adventures guild neglected to mention a key component.
Namely that this rogue wizard in question was a necromancer
“Well, he was screaming about how one of the gods had summoned a hero to save the world or something”
“Sounds to me more like he just had too much dwarves whiskey”
The party had managed to get through most of the undead guarding the wizards lair with relative ease. It was when they got inside that the necromancer sent the actually tough undead after them.
They had fought on and on, but where getting whittled down one by one, first their wizard passed out after casting one too many spells without a mana potion, then a zombie brute had sent their fighter sprawling with a punch in the jaw. Eventually the only ones left standing where Zephaniah the parties thief, and Loriel the parties ranger, neither of whom stood a chance against the undead swarm.
And then the bear showed up
“Well, I look at this fella and I just think…”
“…no, no way, I refuse”
The bear in question seemingly showed up out of nowhere and began tearing through the undead like they where made of paper. The necromancer hurled spell after spell at the creature in an attempt to stop it. This proved futile as the beast simply either shrugged off the attacks, or in a few cases, caught the spells mid air and seems to, for lack of a better term, eat them.
That was only part of what made the beast truly strange though.
“I mean, look at it”
“Just because it can shrug off spell’s doesn’t mean that is divine intervention”
Magic is a complicated thing. Sure anyone can theoretically cast a spell, but doing so takes time, skill, precision. It takes about a year of practice before one is even able to cast a basic fireball, mages spend decades at college’s trying to master the arcane arts.
And here the bear was, shooting out fireballs with the same effort it took one to scratch their nose.
“Well then you explain how it’s doing any of this”
“I-I’m sure there’s a rational explanation for-“
The bear let out a mighty roar, punishing back the undead surrounding it. Then, it leapt to the skies, or rather the roof, flying above the hordes of zombies and towards the necromancer, who’s head it took off with one clean paw strike. With their master dead, the zombies began to fall, the arcane magics animating them no longer functioning.
The bear let out another roar, this one in triumph over its foe.
“What was that about rational explanations?”
“…we gotta get this thing to a priest”
“Fine, but you’re the one who’s gonna convince it to come along”
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“Hey, remember what that drunk guy in the tavern was shouting about”
“What are you on about?”
Zephaniah and Loriel had been part of a team assembled to stop some wizard gone rogue. it was a fairly common occurrence, once you found out how to control reality around you, it was easy to see those who couldn’t as being “lesser”. Normally this wasn’t much of a problem as a knife to the throat tends to kill anyone pretty quickly. However, for this particular mission the adventures guild neglected to mention a key component.
Namely that this rogue wizard in question was a necromancer
“Well, he was screaming about how one of the gods had summoned a hero to save the world or something”
“Sounds to me more like he just had too much dwarves whiskey”
The party had managed to get through most of the undead guarding the wizards lair with relative ease. It was when they got inside that the necromancer sent the actually tough undead after them.
They had fought on and on, but where getting whittled down one by one, first their wizard passed out after casting one too many spells without a mana potion, then a zombie brute had sent their fighter sprawling with a punch in the jaw. Eventually the only ones left standing where Zephaniah the parties thief, and Loriel the parties ranger, neither of whom stood a chance against the undead swarm.
And then the bear showed up
“Well, I look at this fella and I just think…”
“…no, no way, I refuse”
The bear in question seemingly showed up out of nowhere and began tearing through the undead like they where made of paper. The necromancer hurled spell after spell at the creature in an attempt to stop it. This proved futile as the beast simply either shrugged off the attacks, or in a few cases, caught the spells mid air and seems to, for lack of a better term, eat them.
That was only part of what made the beast truly strange though.
“I mean, look at it”
“Just because it can shrug off spell’s doesn’t mean that is divine intervention”
Magic is a complicated thing. Sure anyone can theoretically cast a spell, but doing so takes time, skill, precision. It takes about a year of practice before one is even able to cast a basic fireball, mages spend decades at college’s trying to master the arcane arts.
And here the bear was, shooting out fireballs with the same effort it took one to scratch their nose.
“Well then you explain how it’s doing any of this”
“I-I’m sure there’s a rational explanation for-“
The bear let out a mighty roar, punishing back the undead surrounding it. Then, it leapt to the skies, or rather the roof, flying above the hordes of zombies and towards the necromancer, who’s head it took off with one clean paw strike. With their master dead, the zombies began to fall, the arcane magics animating them no longer functioning.
The bear let out another roar, this one in triumph over its foe.
“What was that about rational explanations?”
“…we gotta get this thing to a priest”
“Fine, but you’re the one who’s gonna convince it to come along”