Nahaska Wendell



  • Charachter name: Nahaska Wendell
    Player login: nahaskaW

    The wizard’s study was warm and comfortable. A magical fire burned in the fire place, bookshelves lined the walls. A telescope stood next a globe. A Massive oaken desk with several neat piles of paper was tucked into one of the corners. Star charts covered the ceiling. A blue and gold banner of a prancing lion covered the windows like a curtain. The wizard himself was packing his travel chest for a trip.

    “I’m not going,” crowed the raven perched on the opening of the large iron bound trunk.

    Nahaska added a neatly folded pile of robes to the chest that was dominating his study, then turned to the bird.

    “We’re going, Sasia. I don’t see what you’re worried about.” He added a staff to the growing pile of equipment in the chest.

    “With our luck, the ship will sink.” She cawed.

    “Are all crows so pessimistic.”

    She puffed out her feathers indignantly. “I’m not a crow, I‘m a raven.”

    Nahaska smiled as he looked around his study searching for other things he might want with him. “Is there a difference?”

    “Crows live on farms. And…” She preened her purplish-black feathers before continuing, “…we ravens are much smarter and better looking.”

    “Is that so? Well, I still don’t see what you’re worried about.”

    “Our last trip went so well.” She said sarcastically. Sasia flew over to his desk, popped open a drawer and pecked at an amulet laying there.

    “Oh, yes, I’ll need that… What was wrong with our last trip? I thought the great library at Waterdeep was spectacular.” The amulet was carefully placed in the chest.

    The raven cocked her head to one side, staring at him. “Have you forgotten coming back and finding all your friends missing or dead, and Valor Castle burned to the ground?” The raven cackled. “Actually, Valor Castle amused me. Served them right. Arrogant bastards.”

    Nahaska paused next to the glass case holding his spell book. “That trip had nothing to do with it. …And for the record, Pherdur was still here.”

    “Pherdur,” the crow interjected, “would still be here if the walls fell on him.”

    The mage took a key from his pocket and unlocked the case. With effort, he lifted the massive tome out, and lugged it over to the trunk. The book carried all the knowledge he had gained over years of wizarding. Diagrams of magical apparati, potion recipes, and spells so complex that one could only recall them for short periods of time before they vanished form the memory and needed to be studied again. The book was the center of his powers as a wizard. It was placed in the chest with reverence.

    “Besides, I think I’ve located some of those friends. That’s why were going on this trip. That and the library at Peltarch is supposed to be extensive.”

    “Ah yes, your flocking theory.”

    “Convergence theory.” Nahaska corrected.

    “Flocking.” Nodded the bird sagely. “You really think they’re all being drawn to the same place?”

    “That’s what we’re going to find out.” He closed the chest and locked it. The ship would be leaving shortly.

    A soaked an battered Nahaska bailed water out of the shore boat with his hands. Sasia was perched on the gunwale next to him, riding out the storm and staring at the sullen looking dwarf with the bald pate and the death’s head tattoo on his scalp, who was the only other occupant. Wreckage still drifted around the boat.

    “I told you so.” The Raven quipped.

    It all seemed like a blur to Nahaska. Sleeping in his stateroom… a sudden impact… rushing water… debris pummeling him… a dwarf’s hand grabbing him and hauling him out of the water…

    “We’re here and alive at least. Peltarch can’t be too far. We‘ll manage.”

    Sasia cocked her head to one side and gave him the evil eye. “All right mister optimist. Where’s your spell book?”

    There was a dark chuckle from the other end of the boat. “Your bird has a point, and at the rate we’re drifting from shore, you might have to eat crow before we get out of this.”

    Sasia puffed out her feathers, sending water flying. “I am not a crow. I’m a ra…” She stopped short seeing the dwarf’s hungry look. She cocked an eye back to Nahaska. “Perhaps I should go look for land, or another ship, or something.”

    “That,” replied the wizard. “would be a good idea.”


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