They started off, heading for the northwest. They were heading toward Ogre Pass, there
were many safe caves where they could rest for a few days, even though it was a bit out of the
way.. They traveled all day, occasionally stopping for water and food. Irene went for a fresh
change of clothes. They all had gone their separate ways for a few minutes.
"Eeek!" screamed Irene. Dor heard her call and started toward her. He saw her laying on
the ground, bleeding, and her attackers stood about her. They were goblins, gnarled, small little
creatures. With twisted faces and un-proportioned limbs. She had been run through with a spear,
and she had a pretty deep hole in her right side.
"Magician Dor, we're here to help," said three centaurs, they were armed with swords,
and bows. They charged the goblins with their swords drawn, the goblins were no match for the
trained warriors, and could hardly stand their own ground. They were from a noble breed of War
Horses, and Mundane warriors. They were clearly born for battle. They slashed into their
opponents with great skill, parrying attacks as if they were nothing. One of their swords glinted in
the sun, but the glorious shimmer was brought to a dull glow. He had stained his sword with the
blood of a goblin.
"You cannot fly away little thing," said Smash to one of the goblins, "You will die with
big sting!" Blood sprayed into the air with an unbearable stench, and the battle was won.
"Magician Dor, I am Xerald, these are my comrades Quartz and Vecks," said one of the
centaur warriors, and each waved with the mention of their names. "We must aid your fallen
companion. There is a nearby healing spring, which runs off into a river. If we clean the wound
with water from the river, it will surely heal, with great haste I might add," said Xerald.
"Okay Xerald, but we must hurry, I don't want her dying before we get back...," or any
other time in the near future, Dor added mentally
"So she is a loved one?" asked Xerald, "Then we must, indeed, hurry."
They raced to the river of healing, but had forgotten anything to carry the water in.
Luckily, there were many hypno-gourds that had fallen off a nearby plant, Xerald knew exactly
how to use this to their advantage..
"Quartz, bring me a gourd, but do not look into it," said Xerald.
"I'm no fool, Xerald. I know of the gourd's enchantment," replied Quartz, annoyed.
Xerald began to hollow out a gourd with his sword, specifically taking out the gourd's eye, so as
not to be hypnotized. When he had finished, he dipped the gourd into the healing river and filled it
to the brim.
"Let's go, the enchantment only lasts for a little while, when away from it's natural
source," said Xerald with a feint sign of worry. "We must get this back to your companion, and
we must hurry." "Okay, but please be careful, this may be the only chance Irene has...," said Dor,
with deep concern. They traveled nearly a half an hour to get back to Irene, only a few drops had
been spilled. Xerald had excellent balance, even when galloping at full speed.
When they had finally reached her, Dor cried out, "Irene! I'm here, darling. I can help
you." He ripped a strip of cloth off of his shirt, and soaked it in the water from the healing river.
At first it seemed to have no effect, but then when the blood was cleaned, and dirt had been
removed, her wound healed almost instantly.
"She will need rest now," said Xerald, "The water from the river speeds her body's
healing factor, which takes energy." "Amazing, truly amazing," said Arnolde. He had watched the
effect from the water, "Maybe we should get our hands on more of this water." "The enchantment
only lasts a short time Arnolde, so we can't take any with us," added Xerald. "Yeah, you heard
him, no enchantment, no healing, got it grandpa?" Grundy remarked.
were many safe caves where they could rest for a few days, even though it was a bit out of the
way.. They traveled all day, occasionally stopping for water and food. Irene went for a fresh
change of clothes. They all had gone their separate ways for a few minutes.
"Eeek!" screamed Irene. Dor heard her call and started toward her. He saw her laying on
the ground, bleeding, and her attackers stood about her. They were goblins, gnarled, small little
creatures. With twisted faces and un-proportioned limbs. She had been run through with a spear,
and she had a pretty deep hole in her right side.
"Magician Dor, we're here to help," said three centaurs, they were armed with swords,
and bows. They charged the goblins with their swords drawn, the goblins were no match for the
trained warriors, and could hardly stand their own ground. They were from a noble breed of War
Horses, and Mundane warriors. They were clearly born for battle. They slashed into their
opponents with great skill, parrying attacks as if they were nothing. One of their swords glinted in
the sun, but the glorious shimmer was brought to a dull glow. He had stained his sword with the
blood of a goblin.
"You cannot fly away little thing," said Smash to one of the goblins, "You will die with
big sting!" Blood sprayed into the air with an unbearable stench, and the battle was won.
"Magician Dor, I am Xerald, these are my comrades Quartz and Vecks," said one of the
centaur warriors, and each waved with the mention of their names. "We must aid your fallen
companion. There is a nearby healing spring, which runs off into a river. If we clean the wound
with water from the river, it will surely heal, with great haste I might add," said Xerald.
"Okay Xerald, but we must hurry, I don't want her dying before we get back...," or any
other time in the near future, Dor added mentally
"So she is a loved one?" asked Xerald, "Then we must, indeed, hurry."
They raced to the river of healing, but had forgotten anything to carry the water in.
Luckily, there were many hypno-gourds that had fallen off a nearby plant, Xerald knew exactly
how to use this to their advantage..
"Quartz, bring me a gourd, but do not look into it," said Xerald.
"I'm no fool, Xerald. I know of the gourd's enchantment," replied Quartz, annoyed.
Xerald began to hollow out a gourd with his sword, specifically taking out the gourd's eye, so as
not to be hypnotized. When he had finished, he dipped the gourd into the healing river and filled it
to the brim.
"Let's go, the enchantment only lasts for a little while, when away from it's natural
source," said Xerald with a feint sign of worry. "We must get this back to your companion, and
we must hurry." "Okay, but please be careful, this may be the only chance Irene has...," said Dor,
with deep concern. They traveled nearly a half an hour to get back to Irene, only a few drops had
been spilled. Xerald had excellent balance, even when galloping at full speed.
When they had finally reached her, Dor cried out, "Irene! I'm here, darling. I can help
you." He ripped a strip of cloth off of his shirt, and soaked it in the water from the healing river.
At first it seemed to have no effect, but then when the blood was cleaned, and dirt had been
removed, her wound healed almost instantly.
"She will need rest now," said Xerald, "The water from the river speeds her body's
healing factor, which takes energy." "Amazing, truly amazing," said Arnolde. He had watched the
effect from the water, "Maybe we should get our hands on more of this water." "The enchantment
only lasts a short time Arnolde, so we can't take any with us," added Xerald. "Yeah, you heard
him, no enchantment, no healing, got it grandpa?" Grundy remarked.
