From Blade To Book ~ Runic Dreams

| Reader Note: This has been
| sent to Brother Malkin.
| At the at the Library of Bletherad.

Greetings to the esteemed Rod Rambler,

I would like to re-iterate Xerx’ses deed of the most horrible, risky, careless thing I have ever heard of – attempting a Ritual of Legend! ! ! He deliberately invoked power from three gods, an arch angel, and a whole branch of the host of the Spirits of Light against their wills to pay attention to his magicks! All of this from his memory of reading it when he was an apprentice to A’zad, a Minotaur Wizard and Earth Warlock! Now he was given warning to never do so again, and he has followed those instructions.

Since my last puppeteering there was an event I have rarely had when not bonded with a mortal, I do believe I just had a dream! More to the point, a vision!

You see Xerx’ses had just gone to sleep after the end of the chat CrIsis had amongst itself. Good grief he can drone on when he feels he has a lot to share! Poor Master Jershon feel asleep after the bit about looking for lost books! He had left his supplies out mumbling something about putting them away in the morning. Well when I felt his mind shut down a brilliant light filled the room and soon I was alone and floating in a purplish and blue miasma of color!

*Hmmm, you are the object of his near demise?*

Came a questioning voice from the darkly colored void to which I replied, “Hello, where am I, oh please not a box again!”

No little creation, not a box, you are in my realm, it would seem, Isis, has met, Thoth’s, request to provide my payment to intervene.

Not understanding I probed further, “Payment? Intervene? I can promise my friend is sorry if he has offended you unless you’re a dark God then to Hades with you!”

*Hmmm, bold, defiant, but attempting to be polite per criteria established via the bond. It would seem Lokum has already left his mark on you in your anger toward all evil. They have restored the ruby which harnesses the gifts of those that made you.*

I was freaking out since the last memory I have of anyone examining me like this was just after my creation!

*Now they wish me to do what the Agreement will not permit them to.*

Then the LARGEST BLUE DRAGON CLAW reached out and touched me and I was burning, while freezing all at the same time. I felt as though I was on the rune forge once again!

*I shall enchance you as they have requested but add my twist to it since I am the one doing the work. Oh and this form shall not do. When I am done with you everyone shall know Kym-Nark-Mar’s hand was upon thee.*

I have never heard a dragon laugh before and I have no wish to hear a God-Dragon laugh again. However, when he was done I saw my new shape and felt the power flowing through me and I was GRAND! EPIC!

Then without warning I felt as though I was back in my sheath and words trailing in my head…

*. . . What I have done will take time to manifest in your world, but that glimpse is what you will become. Record my deeds so Thoth and Isis know services have been rendered.*

Now I don’t have much longer I can maintain control without him waking up and becoming aware. However, if what Xerx’ses says about Dispater summoning an Old One are true then, that may be why he allowed himself to become involved. I suspect our bond will reach a climax shortly before that battle and not before.

Food for thought.

Callandor via the body of Xerx’ses Goldenhorn,
War Wizard of CrIsis,
aka: Captain Osric Orghallar of Rogtilda

>> Written by Callandor upon parchment, utilizing his control over Xerx’ses during his sleeping state to send this via Magic Pigeon upon the 27th of Corg, 71st Year of the Wolfen Empire, 3rd year of King Guy the First of the Timiro Kingdom, 344 year of the Dominion of Man, and 24th Year of the Western Emperor Voelkian Itomas II. <<

All art by AZ_Rune.


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