Note: I own absolutely none of the characters, and I thank Dragonlance
authors for inventing them. I love this saga.
Raistlin walked over to Caramon, all the while leaning heavily on the Staff of Magius, and roughly woke his brother up.
'What, what!?' shouted Caramon, jumping to his feet as if expecting an attack.
'Calm, my brother. You have no need to wake up the forest' said Raistlin.
Caramon looked around, and all the memories of the night before came back to him. Raistlin and he had left the Tower of Wayreth, and they were now in Darken Wood. Solace. Caramon could almost taste it. They were going home. And they were almost there.
Raistlin interrupted his daydreaming by reminding him that they should start on their way.
'Come now, my brother, let us see if we can make it home today.'
Caramon bent down and retrieved his sack. The horses had been lost to them for little over a week now, killed in an ambush by thieves trying to rob them.
As they started out of the Wood, and into the road that led home, Caramon asked Raistlin;
'Hey, Raist, are you excited about seeing Tas and Tanis and Flint?'
Raistlin looked at his brother with a curious look. 'Why do you ask, Caramon?'
'It's just that you didn't seem all that excited about seeing our friends' said Caramon with a sheepish look.
'Of course I want to see our dear friends again, Caramon. Especially Tanis. He promised to show me how to create a mixture that would soothe my cough more than this infernal bag of leaves.' Said Raistlin.
After this exchange of words the brothers walked in silence for about an hour, stopping frequently for Raistlin to rest. By midmorning, they spotted the town of Solace. Caramon began to run in joy, but then looked back at his brother and stopped, waiting for Raistlin.
Raistlin shook his head, and waved his brother off. With a lopsided grin, Caramon dashed off to the town.
Raistlin entered his hometown and let out a small sigh of gratefulness. He headed for Flint's house, the people that were outside looking at him, and pointing to his red robes. Everyone had known that he had always wanted to be a sorcerer, but they hadn't known that he had taken the test yet. He was extremely young to do so.
As he came to the stone cottage, the door burst open, and Tasslehoff jumped out at Raistlin, as he started to talk extremely fast and hug Raistlin up and down( well, as far as he could reach, which was Raistlin's chest).
'Hey Raistlin!!! Why are you wearing red robes? Is that a sorcerer's staff? Did you take the Test already? How come Caramon got here a long time before you did?' said Tas, as he tried to relieve Raistlin of the pouch where his spell components lay.
Raistlin stopped the kender's hand and returned the pouch to his belt.
'Hello Tas. Is everyone inside? Good. Then calm down and go in. Heat some water for me.' croaked Raistlin.
Tas entered the dwelling. Raistlin followed, and as he opened the door, he lifted his face, and smiled at his friends.
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Raistlin walked over to Caramon, all the while leaning heavily on the Staff of Magius, and roughly woke his brother up.
'What, what!?' shouted Caramon, jumping to his feet as if expecting an attack.
'Calm, my brother. You have no need to wake up the forest' said Raistlin.
Caramon looked around, and all the memories of the night before came back to him. Raistlin and he had left the Tower of Wayreth, and they were now in Darken Wood. Solace. Caramon could almost taste it. They were going home. And they were almost there.
Raistlin interrupted his daydreaming by reminding him that they should start on their way.
'Come now, my brother, let us see if we can make it home today.'
Caramon bent down and retrieved his sack. The horses had been lost to them for little over a week now, killed in an ambush by thieves trying to rob them.
As they started out of the Wood, and into the road that led home, Caramon asked Raistlin;
'Hey, Raist, are you excited about seeing Tas and Tanis and Flint?'
Raistlin looked at his brother with a curious look. 'Why do you ask, Caramon?'
'It's just that you didn't seem all that excited about seeing our friends' said Caramon with a sheepish look.
'Of course I want to see our dear friends again, Caramon. Especially Tanis. He promised to show me how to create a mixture that would soothe my cough more than this infernal bag of leaves.' Said Raistlin.
After this exchange of words the brothers walked in silence for about an hour, stopping frequently for Raistlin to rest. By midmorning, they spotted the town of Solace. Caramon began to run in joy, but then looked back at his brother and stopped, waiting for Raistlin.
Raistlin shook his head, and waved his brother off. With a lopsided grin, Caramon dashed off to the town.
Raistlin entered his hometown and let out a small sigh of gratefulness. He headed for Flint's house, the people that were outside looking at him, and pointing to his red robes. Everyone had known that he had always wanted to be a sorcerer, but they hadn't known that he had taken the test yet. He was extremely young to do so.
As he came to the stone cottage, the door burst open, and Tasslehoff jumped out at Raistlin, as he started to talk extremely fast and hug Raistlin up and down( well, as far as he could reach, which was Raistlin's chest).
'Hey Raistlin!!! Why are you wearing red robes? Is that a sorcerer's staff? Did you take the Test already? How come Caramon got here a long time before you did?' said Tas, as he tried to relieve Raistlin of the pouch where his spell components lay.
Raistlin stopped the kender's hand and returned the pouch to his belt.
'Hello Tas. Is everyone inside? Good. Then calm down and go in. Heat some water for me.' croaked Raistlin.
Tas entered the dwelling. Raistlin followed, and as he opened the door, he lifted his face, and smiled at his friends.
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