My Brain Is Addled!
No one better make fun of me about it, either!
| As soon as you turn your mind to Philima through the Seeker Stone, you see her waiting for you right in the middle of the arena. You head towards the mysterious Lady of the Magic Faction to find out her task. | ||
 Archmage Philima |
Greetings, Seeker. I knew our paths would cross here, but I’m afraid I won’t be sending you on a long and perilous task, as my friends Kelend and Peron before me. | |
| You manage to shoot a brow up for a second before you notice her warm, yet puzzling smile and make note of her battle ready position. | ||
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Archmage Philima |
Of course, you are already guessing my intention. I thought long and hard from the moment I divined that you’ll be the Challenger of the Tournament this year what quest I should set before you. Only at dawn did I realize that it is not the task itself that matters, but the end result. The crowds should be entertained, and what better for them to see than a sparring match between myself and the famed Seeker? | |
| You smile. Indeed, what better to keep the crowds entertained and talking between this and the next tournament than such an amazing battle? Naturally, she has no real intention of hurting you, nor do you - you’ve sparred before with this mysterious lady, the one rumors say is as old as the Mythlands themselves. She was there from the moment the first magic spark manifested, the embodiment of the whole element of magic itself. Or maybe you haven't sparred with her yet, but will spar in the future. The details in your memory are a bit fuzzy. Calm and collected, you prepare to give the people a show they’ll keep on talking about until at least the next summer...perhaps even longer! |