Ragnorok chapter 1
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Alicia was unsure; she had searched the whole town of Villnore, not just that street that she usually walked down. Alicia looked at the piece of parchment in her hand. A picture of the man she was supposed find. The colors were applied with magic pigment. The feel of the picture and the glowing colors gave it away. Whoever had asked for help was not lacking in magic strength; nobody but those with great magic stamina had power to spare on fancy colors which don't fade. Alicia knew that the post in Solde was definitely genuine; the parchment was pinned up to the notice board was held by an enchanted dagger that could only be held in the hands of somebody willing to hunt until the owner returned. This further supported Alicia's view that the owner of the dagger was a strong magic wielder.
Alicia could not find the man. She sat down in the tavern and read the briefing of the hunt to herself.
Strong adventurer needed- 1st rank hunt-Ghost mage. Family relations.
Origin: My family is a long line of the very strongest mages in all of Midgard. The ghost you are about to exorcise is no ordinary ghost. It can see all of your strengths and weaknesses. It is trained in the traditional way of our family. The ghost is created by the vapors that escaped my older brother's corpse. Unfortunately, I was not able to defeat the ghost myself and I am breaking the pride of my family, as I am asking for help from the outside. The ghost is the remnants of one of the most powerful of all mages. No mage is able to best the ghost, as all magic is simply absorbed. I require a warrior who wields only strength of body and will, as the ghost will also absorb all elemental attacks.
Consequence: The ghost has a taste for the magic power of others, if it is not defeated; it will take magic power from all the mages in Midgard, eventually, magic will disappear from Midgard forever. There is no guarantee that you will make it out alive from this hunt.
Location: He is located underground in a closed mine near Villnore. The exact location in the mine is not known.
Weakness and strength: The ghost has no known weaknesses because nobody has made it out alive apart from me after an encounter with him. His strength is his magic ability.
Alicia looked at the rough drawing of both the ghost and the man she was meant to find.
She looked up. There he was. The man stood there in all his glory. He had sun bronzed skin and blonde brown hair. His eyes were a piercing green. He had cheekbones that many would kill for. He did not wear the typical mages cloak. The man wore attire of orange, yellow and red. The clothing had metal lining and patterns of plants lines the center of the clothing. It depicted animals carved from crystal, the crystal bead animals hung on plaited red thread on the edges of where the article of clothing was cut purposely, and it revealed the side of his body, which was all lean, neat muscle. Alicia stood up. He had the sign of the sun on the wooden beads in his long hair. "You posted this hunt?"
"Indeed."
"I require more information,"
"What do you need?"
"First I need to know if your brother's magic power has faded in death," Alicia knew that most beings lost power in death, like einherjar, but a rare exceptions are existent.
"I hope that is the case."
"I also need to know what your brother's position in your family was."
"What has that got to do with this?"
"Everything, you may be a powerful mage, but you have no experience in the battlefield."
"How do you know?" the man asked critically. He leaned over, towering over her from the other side of the table. For the first time, Alicia noticed how tall he was.
"You don't have that air, look or thinking of an experienced all round slayer. You look like a demon slayer, that bump in you have in your pocket is probably iron salt, and whatever clothing you are wearing is embroidered with pure gold, silver and brass. Its unique shape and lining is probably because of iron lining the inside."
"You're very observant. I will aid you in your hunt. I am in possession of an urn that is used to trap evil souls of mages."
"Very well. Follow along," she said calmly, like Silmeria would do; she wanted to keep in control.
The pair walked along, "I haven't even asked your name yet."
"It's Alicia, what's your name?"
"The name's Amir."
They walked the rest of the journey silently.
Alicia lead the way outside of Villnore, she climbed the fence to the mine and walked into the never ending pit of darkness. She held her flintrod (Flint rod) in her hand and scraped the end against the walls of the mines. She learnt this in ancient forest. She had finally crossed the river, only to find that there were many wendigos there, and the only way to kill them was with fire. The flintrod was her very own invention. It was a rod that was made of Mythril, split at the ends like a trident, the ends were almost mixed with flint, which she achieved by consulting many of her knowledgeable einherjar.
She held onto it with her left hand and in her right hand, she held a sword she had paid the Solde Armory owner to make. It was ingenious, it was not holy, but it was able to cause great harm to both ghosts and physical beings.
Then she saw a man, who looked pale and sickly, dressed in the same attire as Amir. He looked at Amir, then his eyes widened.
"No…"
The sound echoes around the cavern, it was rich and deep."
"Never!"
A shockwave of energy swept through the cavern. Alicia raised her arms to protect herself. Amir did the same.
"I haven't died, it's not possible! Why have you stolen my place, why are you the Sun sacrifice, I am, why!"
Alicia looked at Amir, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Sacrifice? You Amir, have some explaining to do."
How was it! First chapter done, Please r and r.