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Oh great! A few weeks after I begin my vacation, bandits decide to pop by my front yar…er, now their in my backya…stop moving!! Perhaps if I ask nicely they'll stay in one place, allowing me to properly narrate.

"Gentlemen!" I yelled out "might you be persuaded to stand still?!"

I take it they don't speak Common, because, because instead of stopping they threw hand axes at me – quite wildly if I might add. So I will have to make do. Ahem. As I was saying they were making a mess of my around-and-about-just-about-anywhere…yard. Yes.

I'm in quite a pickle here, these shirtless bandit fellows are ruining my freshly planted tomatoes, and they don't speak Elish. Magic would be a tad uncalled for here… but we can't have them ruin my tomatoes. Guess it can't be helped… meh!

"Dilumina-Szarli-Riavn-Invictium" I chanted

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!

A reasonably large ball of shadow exploded, sending the miscreants flying.

"Gah!!" I could here one of them cry out

Clearly they did not like that, then again I could have overdone it. Perhaps an apology is in order.

"Sorry chaps!" I yelled out my window "you were trampling over my garden."

That should set things right. I just hope no one noticed that 30 foot wide globe of abysmal energies and the subsequent and rather loud explosion.

I stepped outside and observed the damage.

"Oh dear…" I gasped

They had trampled all over my yard, ripped holes in my walls, littered the surrounding area with discarded hand axes and a misplaced ear and made a gaping 30 foot crater on where my garden was. What a mess!!

POOF!! I snapped my fingers and everything was fit as a Phearean fiddle.

"Good as new." I smiled as I sat in my newly poofed chair.


The bandits from last week don't seem all that bad; apparently they felt sorry and tried to dig me a garden. Gardening must not be their forte, since their holes were 15 feet deep and had snakes and pointy sticks at the bottom. Next time we meet I will have to give them proper seeds.

It's the thought that counts, but I can't have all these pits here – they ruin the landscape. They're also quite lethal; I mean snakes have to eat right.

"Help!!" a voice rang out, it came from the 37th pit.

I was about to kill a wild bull to feed the poor snakes with, but the voice cried again, sounding desperate. Actually the voice sounded a lot like a person with a slight Sacean accent. Intrigues by the serpents' linguistic skill I peered the said pit.

"Help me!" a girl with the green-haired cried out "please!"

She was holding on to an exposed root about 3 feet in to the hole, apparently trying desperately not to fall down onto the wooden spikes. Although disappointed in the absence of a talking reptile I rescued the young lady and set my lawn to normal… again.

I deduced that she wasn't used to magic by her stunned look as she looked around, possibly looking for the holes the snake, which I sent to their natural habitat. After a few more minutes of scanning my property she looked at me. Her expression was… boggling. I didn't know what to say; ergo I smiled and waved at her. I must have had something on my face because she fainted.

"I swear I washed my face this morning" I shrugged

Seeing that she wasn't going to wake up anytime soon, I magically lifted her into my bed and continued my daily life. Tea and crumpets, here I come.

She woke up at about 3 hours after noon.

I offered her tomato soup saying; "You must be hungry."

She quickly grabbed the bowl the bowl and slurped its contents just as quickly. After a quick breath she gave the bowl back – it was as empty as the Nabata desert. I looked at her with intrigue, how did she do that, but my pondering was cut short.

"Thank you," she smiled at me "for saving me."

"Your welcome," I bowed my head in acknowledgement "young lady."

"Please," she giggled "call me Lyn."

I nodded in response, but her sky-blue eyes stared at me almost like she was expecting a re… oh yeah…

"As you wish." I chuckled in embarrassment

What to say next was a thought that eluded me, after all I haven't spoken with anyone since… since… um. I haven't spoken with anyone. Needless to say my people skills need work.

Despite my reply she kept her eyes fixed on me. I chuckled, shrugging my shoulders.

"Yessss…?" I awkwardly asked her.

She smiled.

A few more moments of awkward silence, then my curiosity got the better of me.

"May I ask," I said "what were you doing inside that pit?"

"Eight days ago," Lyn replied "my tribe noticed a large… disturbance in this area. I traveled here to find the source and well, I fell in last night."

Disturbance… 8 days ago… that sounds familiar. Wait… that was me escorting the bandits out. Suddenly I felt the urge to rub my temples.

"Is everything alright?" she asked

I smiled in response. I think she suspects that ---

"Did you cause that… thing?" she quietly asked.

--- I did it. Boo…guess someone did notice.

I nodded nervously.

"How!?!" she gasped "I have heard of the Ancient Arts but I never knew they were so potent!"

I really shouldn't tell her, she probably wouldn't even understand. I know!!

"Magic!!" I exclaimed

I don't think Lyn believed me…she rolled off the bed laughing.


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