Kudos to you my fellow Enchanter, a job very well done.
Ayliala Nabullia
36Enchanter
Mith. Marr
----- Original Message -----
From: Bryan Walker <fist@...>
Sent: Tuesday, March 28, 2000 1:45 AM
Subject: [eqenchanters] Glorious Tale...
> From: Bryan Walker <fist@...>
>
> It was a long night, but one that had seen me finish 30th level, and get
> almost a fifth of the way into my 31st. I was in Cazic Thule, and the
> remaining members of an alligator slaying party had joined up with a
> couple of intrepid adventurers at the temple commonly referred to as
> "Four Corners", in the same area that the Tae Avatar apparently spawns.
> There for nothing more than a quick profit and to sharpen my skills, the
> constant action and loot of the lizardmen was a welcome change from
> alligators.
>
> One of our rangers was out scouting the area, looking for opponents
> worthy of our party, when he found one. His words came to our ears,
> "I'm bringing the clay golem and a couple of lizards." I stood from my
> meditation, near a state of FOM, relying on Clarity to get me the
> remaining bit of mana I had yet to recover. My Rune intact, my defenses
> up, I prepared myself and moved to a position where I could better
> occupy the lizards while my party dispatched the golem, as per standard
> practice.
>
> After casting Alacrity on the other ranger that was with us, I turned
> the direction I knew the scout would be coming from, monsters close
> behind. Sure enough, he rounded the corner, followed by two lizardmen,
> and then the clay golem. My confidence turned to sheer horror as nearly
> two dozen additional lizardmen quickly appeared.
>
> The party stood transfixed, not knowing what to think of such an
> overwhelming force. I'm sure I heard the cleric of Tunare with us
> whisper a brief prayer to his goddess to make our death swift and
> painless.
>
> I could hear nothing over the hissing of the lizardmen as they descended
> upon our party. The scout turned around, and uttered an
> incomprehensible oath of panic and frustration. His next cry was
> "RUN!".
>
> We had no Spirit of the Wolf to speed our strides, and I knew that I, as
> well as one of my companions, would most likely get lost trying to get
> through the Maze. As if that weren't enough, I was weighed down by a
> good twenty stones of loot more than I could easily carry, even with my
> enchantment of strength. Retreat was an option, but at this point, not
> a very good one. Thinking quickly, I replied, "NO! Do not attack, but
> stand!"
>
> Upon saying that, the horde was upon them.
>
> The magician gated. I can hardly blame him. I may well have done the
> same had Gate been among the spells I kept memorized.
>
> I began casting as quickly as I could. After my first spell, tiny motes
> of light mesmerized many of our opponents. Several resisted. Upon my
> second attempt, some more of them stared blankly, unmoving, but one
> broke free of the crowd and charged me. I was able to Enthrall it, but
> at the cost of my Rune. In the meantime, I saw our cleric backing away
> from the mesmerized mass, pursued by a half dozen additional lizardmen.
>
> Quickly, I cast yet another Mesmerization spell, and thankfully, none of
> them resisted my magic. "Run now!" I cried.
>
> The cleric then gated. The rangers stopped to look to me. "GO!" was
> all I said as I sat to open my spellbook. Quickly, I memorized Gate,
> and stood again. As I did so, one of the creatures broke free of my
> enchantment and charged. By now, the rangers were nowhere in sight,
> having obeyed my frantic shouts. I began to cast as the lizard reached
> me. It's claws raked through my robes and armor spells, tearing apart
> the protective charms the cleric of Tunare had cast earlier. I was
> jostled around, a lizardman hissing in my face, and behind him, I could
> see his companions breaking free of my spells, the Golem turning it's
> glowing eyes to my tiny body, a blasphemy upon the unholy powers that
> had created it. As the monsters turned as one to charge, I closed my
> eyes, completed my spell, and opened them to the welcome sight of the
> Southern Desert of Ro where I was bound, still alive and intact.
>
> My companions, as well, survived the ordeal, even getting lost in the
> Maze. I was most relieved to hear this, as I had done enough corpse
> retrievals to make a mortician sick that evening.
>
> The point of this? Always insure that your party trusts the enchanter.
> And as an enchanter, always insure that you warrant your party's trust.
> I am Lotwilla Verditius, Enchantress of the Eldritch Collective, and Law
> Writer for the Lords of Light, and if my party's blood is to stain the
> soil of Norrath, mine will be there with it.
>
> I am good at what I do because I truly hate to bleed.
>
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