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Chapter 11: The Mystery of Magic
I knocked on the door of the thatched cottage. Terrera opened the door and smiled when he saw us. He gestured for us to come in.
Terrera's cottage was very small. There was a patchwork bed in the corner, next to a door leading to a garden. There was a sink and a stove on the other side of the wall, next to a shelf displaying weird, round-shaped stones with glowing pictures on them. One had a glowing picture of blue weighing scales, similar to the sign of Guthix. There were several others. On the other end, near the door I had just walked through, was a gate, and behind the gate were several small, plump chickens, which were looking at us curiously. Terrera turned to us.
"Well hello again, my friends, welcome to my house. In here I will teach you the wonders of magic and its qualities," Terrera told us. "Magic is a special power, which is similar to prayer. There are good kinds of magic, and bad kinds. It is a difficult skill that takes great practice and knowledge to use. Only accomplished people with their heart in the right place can use magic wisely. There are some spells that are designed to harm (most of the spells do that), others are designed to protect, and a few are designed to teleport yourself, or somebody else at a higher level. But you will need one thing to even begin dreaming about magic… runes.
"Runes are very rare and valuable, and are needed if you intend on using magic. They are special stones that have a special power inside them. As soon as you do a spell, the rune you used will be gone. The energy will have been absorbed, destroying the rock. There are many different kinds of runes. Some are very common but crucial, like the air rune. That rune has the power of air and wind in it. Another type is the mind rune, which has the energy of knowledge inside it, or the body rune, with the power of the body contained within. There are common runes, good runes (like the law rune, or the nature rune), and there are evil, but more rare, runes (like the death rune, or the blood rune, or the chaos rune). Those are only used for evil magic.
"There are different kinds of magic too, like there is common magic that we use every day. There is ancient magic, which has been used since the dawn of time. And there is the most complicated kind of magic ever known to man, called lunar magic. I don't have a clue how to use lunar spells, but it requires doing some kind of quest, and using an extremely rare rune called an astral rune. Here is a spell book of every single spell known so far." Terrera reached into his bag, and he pulled out two very thick books. He handed them to us.
The books were made out of what felt like dragon hide. There was a picture of some kind of book on the front, the words 'magic spell book', and my magic level, which was level one at the moment. I opened the book, and flipped through it.
"Well, let me explain teleportation to you," said Terrera. "It can be very handy when you want to get from one place to another very quickly. It requires a law rune (the blue scale one) and another different rune, depending on where you want to go. At an extremely high level, it is possible for you to teleport to wherever you want to go with just one law rune. There is a teleport that requires no magic level at all; that is called the home teleport, which typically teleports you straight to Lumbridge. It takes a while; it will need recharging for thirty minutes afterwards, and requires a magic wand for you to use it."
He handed us two thin wooden sticks from his bag. I examined the stick closely, not understanding what I was supposed to do with it. I gave it a wave. Red sparks shot out of the end of it. I jumped back in surprise, bumping into Osrie1. Terrera laughed. He showed us a diagram from the book of what do when using the home teleport, and using a useless branch as his wand, showed us. He drew an imaginary circle around him (telling us that a real circle would appear should we attempt it with a wand), sat in the circle, and said the correct spell. He told us that a magic bubble would surround us, and we would be transported to Lumbridge. "A normal teleportation would look completely different," he told us.
"Now we are going to go on to attacking spells," Terrera explained. "Don't forget that you can purchase a staff to either boost magic power, or give you an infinite supply of one particular rune. Here are a small number of runes that you will need to cast the most basic spell in magic, the air strike," he added. He handed me us ten mind runes and ten air runes. I realised what the round-shaped pouch on my bag was for. It was meant for storing runes. "Now, go and practice on those chickens!" he shouted enthusiastically. He started creating a large ball of flames in his hand. "This is using up a mind rune, an air rune, and three fire runes," he told us. "Look at page 54 in your spell book to find out about the spell I'm using." I looked up the spell. It was called fire strike, and it required level 13 in magic to do. I put the book away with my three other books. My book pouch was full. My attention was brought back to magic, because then Terrera sent the fire strike at the poor chickens, incinerating all of them.
"Oh dear, I didn't mean to kill all of them," he said sadly, looking at the toasted and burnt remains of what used to be several chickens. "But they will quickly come back." And sure enough, the chickens reappeared while the burnt, blackened dead chickens disappeared. I took my spell book back out and looked at the air strike page. It clearly told me that level ones at magic could do the spell, I needed a mind rune and an air rune, and that I clearly had to think the incantation 'I summon the air strike'. I closed my eyes, and thought with all my might 'I summon the air strike'. Nothing happened. The chicken stared at me, nonplussed, as I struggled at doing the spell. Terrera sighed.
"You have to concentrate closely on what you are trying to kill, while thinking the incantation, while willing yourself to do magic. Only then will you succeed," Terrera said firmly. I did that. I thought of the innocent chicken, while I thought the incantation, egging myself on. You can do it, just think, I thought. Then, something white came out of my hands. It felt like a large quantity of air being forced out of my palms. The white ball hit the chicken I was thinking about. The chicken yelped, and looked at me furiously. It charged forward, but was blocked by the gate.
Sneering, I sent another air strike at it. It flew backwards, and hit the wall. It got up, clearly injured, but tried and failed again to peck me. These chickens were clearly very dumb. I sent one last air strike at it. It fell on the floor, and died. I blinked, and then all I could see was some raw chicken, some bones, and five feathers. I saw a nearby chicken explode at Osrie1's spell. Terrera used telekinetic grab to scoop up our winnings, and to drop them in out hands.
"What are the feathers for?" Osrie1 asked. Terrera thought.
"Well, the first thing they are handy for is the fact that they are used for fly-fishing, with a fly-fishing rod. I'm not an expert on fishing, so I can't help you there," he said in an as-a-matter-of-fact voice. "Another thing you can do with them is potion-making, which I will discuss very soon. Third thing is, of course, making pillows! Knit a pillowcase with silk, and then fill it with feathers!" Terrera finished.
We went outside to quickly bury our bones. We went inside, eager to learn more about magic. Terrera laughed as Osrie1 tripped up over his own feet, crashing into me, therefore sending both of us flying onto Terrera's bed.
"Well, you have learnt quite a lot about magic, and you have learnt the basics of it anyway. Now, let me teach you about potion making!" he said, as we rearranged ourselves.
"Potions are used to boost stats, raise health, and many other things. There is countless potion recipes in the world, some of them listed in the backs of your magic books. The most basic and easy potion you can brew, that can be brewed at level one magic, is the health brew. It heals five hit points, and helps you feel better when you are sick. It is a basic remedy that is one of the ingredients used in the extremely complex healing tonic potion. Check your books to see what the ingredients are," he told us. I flipped through the book, coming to the potions section, and checked the health brew recipe.
Ingredients for health brew potion (put in order)
2 litres of hot water
A few drops of potion mix
7 feathers
A set of logs
1 Eye of newt
2 pieces of cooked meat (any meat will do)
Osrie1 told Terrera the ingredients. He grinned at us.
"You can get most of that stuff; the only stuff you can't get is the eye of newt, the potion mix, or the hot water. But don't worry, first, before you do anything, I will give you a potion set, and a few ingredients to start you off," he said. He handed us two shiny silver boxes. The boxes contained a medium-sized shiny black cauldron, a jar of newt eyes, several empty vials, a large bottle of thick, blue liquid, a tin of fine purple powder, and a measuring jug. And, might I add, a few of your items will still be there if you die. This includes your wand, your potion-making kit, all of your books, and three other items that you happen to be holding.
"You are always supposed to make potions over a stove, so if you have access to one, brew your potion on it," he informed us.
"What about the hot water?" I asked. Terrera chortled.
"You are meant to get one from a tap!" he laughed, making me blush.
"The blue liquid there is potion mix, used in every single potion," he said. "And the purple powder is grinded Minotaur horns, but that isn't used just yet. If you run out of either of them, go to a shop, they could give you more powder or mix, or eyes."
"OK then, off you go to get the ingredients, and don't come back until you've got everything! And, when you cook the meat, don't use my stove, I want to see your survival skills!" he shouted, laughing kindly as we scampered to get the stuff.
I only had five feathers and one piece of raw chicken, so I decided to go and kill another one to get more items. I concentrated on one chicken, willing myself to kill it with air strike, and finally a gust of powerful wind came out of my hands, and hit the poor chicken. It flew backwards, injured from the impact, and tried unsuccessfully to attack me. I sent another one at it, and it blew to bits. Chicken blood splattered everywhere. I blinked, and my loot was lying there. Lazily, Terrera sent a telekinetic grab at it, scooped it up, and handed it to me. The big purple telekinetic hand disappeared.
I had one ingredient; the feathers. Now I needed the logs and the meat. I stepped outside, and using my shovel, buried the bones. I went up to two trees. I got out my axe, put my shield and sword on the floor, and chopped down both trees. I put one set of logs in my bag, while I kept the other one out. Using my tinderbox, I set the logs on fire. I cooked both pieces of meat over the fire. One of them looked a bit burnt on the edges, but it didn't really matter. It looked crispy, tender, and made me want to eat it, but I resisted the temptation. I stepped back inside.
Osrie1 was fussing over his cauldron and ingredients. I went up to the stove. I turned it up to full pelt, and put the cauldron on. I took out my measuring jug, and filled it up with two litres of hot water. I spilled the water in, and it made a hissing noise. I put in a few drops of potion mix. I put in my seven feathers, and the cauldron bubbled menacingly. I put in the logs, which barely fit in the cauldron, but then dissolved to dust. I unscrewed the jar, and I took out a newt eye. It felt slippery and gross, and it felt like it was looking at me. I dropped it in. I then put in the two pieces of cooked chicken.
The potion hissed and bubbled. It was steadily turning from the mess it was into an orange colour. It hissed one final time, and stopped bubbling. It started smelling like soup. I sniffed it eagerly. Terrera laughed. Then, fireworks popped up around me, indicating that I had raised a magic level. I was getting used to this now.
After Osrie1 had finished brewing his potion, and we both had filled two vials with it, and put everything away, Terrera sat up. "Well done, you two are brilliant at magic for beginners, I must say! I hope you understand everything we have learnt so far. Now, let me ask you a question. Do you want to go to the mainland?" he asked, looking serious. We nodded vigorously. He then smiled. "OK then, good luck, Mainiac97, Osrie1, many thanks for helping us with the rats! I wonder still who that person on the dragon was… the quest master tells me he knows…" he trailed off. "Well, I'll give you a large amount of runes to start you off, and check page 23 on a list of runes." He handed us 36 air runes, 36 mind runes, 17 water runes, 15 fire runes, 21 earth runes, and 6 chaos runes.
"Bye!" he grinned, and I found myself sinking into darkness. I felt myself being compressed, I was flying through darkness, everything around me was blurring, and I could see blurred things rushing right past me. I couldn't breathe, my eyeballs were being forced back into my skull, and I just wanted to get out…
Suddenly, I could breathe again. Everything slowed down, and stopped blurring, and I saw that I was a few feet in the air. I realised I was falling, and before I knew it, I had crashed into a man.
"Hey, watch it there, noob, get off me!" the man bellowed, throwing me off his back. I saw him as looking a bit like Vannaka, except he wore a full helmet. I sat up, stammering my apologies to the man, who grunted, and stormed off. I looked around me. Osrie1 was lying nearby, looking dishevelled, but okay. I realised I would have to get used to teleporting. I looked at my surroundings, and saw the town of Lumbridge for the very first time.
...and that concludes chapter 11 and the Tutorial Island arc!
My stories are organised in 'arcs', a series of chapters that follow a certain title. The past 11 chapters have been named the Tutorial Island arc for obvious reasons. This chapter ends the Tutorial Island arc and ushers in the Welcome to Lumbridge! arc.
Please note that I've taken creative license with the magic skill. I have combined it with the Herblore skill.
Next time... Mainiac97 explores Lumbridge for the first time.
Until next time, toodles!