Quest 049
[Attempted Private//Somewhat Hackable]
I suppose keeping a spellbook in my bedroom isn't necessarily the best of ideas, but it's taken me so long to find one that I'm afraid to put it back and lose track of it again. Honestly, if I didn't know better, I'd think that the Library didn't want me to be reading them. But it'll be all right, I think, so long as I'm careful with it. It's hardly getting myself into trouble if I'm only looking at the spells, isn't it? It's not as though I mean to cast them yet.
The vision showed the castle in a jar in what looked like a laboratory of some sort. ...Well, a wizard's laboratory would be a "dank, dark place", wouldn't it? It seemed dank enough. And it says it will reach fifty paces of the caster...I wonder if it's fifty paces depending on the caster's size? That wouldn't do much good for a shrunken sorcerer. ...But it might work if he were to take us out to feed us to the cat. That's certainly within fifty paces.
And I hardly need to make notes on why teleportation at random might be a useful spell to have. The random part might cause trouble, but at least it would get one of us out of the jar, and maybe that would do some good. This one seems more dangerous, though...
If I can memorize them--goodness, that's the most dangerous part, the memorization--but if I can do it, then I might be able to arrange to have the supplies with me when I return home. How I'll come across a magic wand, I don't know--perhaps Daddy's fairy godmother? Or...perhaps Ifnkovhgroghprm would know a way, somehow. ...Or maybe in the witch's house? I doubt they would let me go there, but...mm.
Let's see, then.
Deep Sleep
-Acorns (there must be oak trees about somewhere)
-Nightshade Juice (...?)
-Empty Pouch (easily bought)
-Magic Wand (what can I trade for it?)
Teleportation
-Salt Grains (easily bought)
-Dried Mistletoe (ugh ask Kurama, perhaps)
-Smooth Rounded Stone of Unusual Color (...how unusual is "unusual"?)
-Magic Wand (same as before)
...I'll talk to Merlin about it soon, once I study things a little more.
[/Private]
...Well, other than looking a bit like I washed my hair with grape juice instead of water this morning, I suppose it's not so bad.
There's a tale in the Library about a boy named Bob Jack poor lad who found a magic stone that allowed him to move from place to place at random by rubbing it, rather like a genie's lamp. Excited about the prospect of adventure and hoping to poof himself into an easy fortune, he began to rub the stone, disappearing and reappearing from place to place. The first few times, luck was with him, and he went from town to beach, across mountains and over the seas, to all sorts of strange and wonderful places. But then, fortune seemed to say, "All right, Bob Jack, you've won a few; now it's time to lose a few!" and on his next rub, he found himself face-to-face with a hungry lion. Terrified, he rubbed the stone again, and found himself in a magician's chambers--and the resident magician was hardly delighted with the intrusion. A third rub and he found himself up a roaring stream without a paddle. And he went on and on, rubbing the stone until he'd used up all of his bad luck as well as his good, and when finally he had no luck left at all, he perished.
Of course, the moral of the story is printed neatly at the end of the tale, but I think there's quite a few that could be taken from it, don't you think?
And just for curiosity's sake, does anyone happen to know what nightshade juice is, or how a person might go about getting some?
[OOC: Spells and tale are lovingly borrowed from the King's Quest Companion, third edition!]
I suppose keeping a spellbook in my bedroom isn't necessarily the best of ideas, but it's taken me so long to find one that I'm afraid to put it back and lose track of it again. Honestly, if I didn't know better, I'd think that the Library didn't want me to be reading them. But it'll be all right, I think, so long as I'm careful with it. It's hardly getting myself into trouble if I'm only looking at the spells, isn't it? It's not as though I mean to cast them yet.
The vision showed the castle in a jar in what looked like a laboratory of some sort. ...Well, a wizard's laboratory would be a "dank, dark place", wouldn't it? It seemed dank enough. And it says it will reach fifty paces of the caster...I wonder if it's fifty paces depending on the caster's size? That wouldn't do much good for a shrunken sorcerer. ...But it might work if he were to take us out to feed us to the cat. That's certainly within fifty paces.
And I hardly need to make notes on why teleportation at random might be a useful spell to have. The random part might cause trouble, but at least it would get one of us out of the jar, and maybe that would do some good. This one seems more dangerous, though...
If I can memorize them--goodness, that's the most dangerous part, the memorization--but if I can do it, then I might be able to arrange to have the supplies with me when I return home. How I'll come across a magic wand, I don't know--perhaps Daddy's fairy godmother? Or...perhaps Ifnkovhgroghprm would know a way, somehow. ...Or maybe in the witch's house? I doubt they would let me go there, but...mm.
Let's see, then.
Deep Sleep
-Acorns (there must be oak trees about somewhere)
-Nightshade Juice (...?)
-Empty Pouch (easily bought)
-Magic Wand (what can I trade for it?)
Teleportation
-Salt Grains (easily bought)
-Dried Mistletoe (ugh ask Kurama, perhaps)
-Smooth Rounded Stone of Unusual Color (...how unusual is "unusual"?)
-Magic Wand (same as before)
...I'll talk to Merlin about it soon, once I study things a little more.
[/Private]
...Well, other than looking a bit like I washed my hair with grape juice instead of water this morning, I suppose it's not so bad.
There's a tale in the Library about a boy named Bob Jack poor lad who found a magic stone that allowed him to move from place to place at random by rubbing it, rather like a genie's lamp. Excited about the prospect of adventure and hoping to poof himself into an easy fortune, he began to rub the stone, disappearing and reappearing from place to place. The first few times, luck was with him, and he went from town to beach, across mountains and over the seas, to all sorts of strange and wonderful places. But then, fortune seemed to say, "All right, Bob Jack, you've won a few; now it's time to lose a few!" and on his next rub, he found himself face-to-face with a hungry lion. Terrified, he rubbed the stone again, and found himself in a magician's chambers--and the resident magician was hardly delighted with the intrusion. A third rub and he found himself up a roaring stream without a paddle. And he went on and on, rubbing the stone until he'd used up all of his bad luck as well as his good, and when finally he had no luck left at all, he perished.
Of course, the moral of the story is printed neatly at the end of the tale, but I think there's quite a few that could be taken from it, don't you think?
And just for curiosity's sake, does anyone happen to know what nightshade juice is, or how a person might go about getting some?
[OOC: Spells and tale are lovingly borrowed from the King's Quest Companion, third edition!]