Not long after our alliance was made, Claudia and I found ourselves on the outskirts of Bodus, and just a few hours after that, we discovered a rather peculiar tower...with lava running under a short bridge.
We, of course, were hesitant to cross. But not the mumbling man who didn't seem to care at all.
Behind him was a large, freakish castle with two large swords crossed over the top of the doorway. But before I could examine the castle any longer, the mumbling man approached.
He cut in between Claudia and I quite rudely.
Man: Doesn't want to sell the tower, eh. Fine! Let the old coot stay locked up in his tower! There are plenty more pieces of land to buy around here, I'm sure!
Claudia: Watch it, brute!
But the man did not answer, but rather, kept on bumbling and mumbling along down the road.
Me: Quite the odd fellow, wouldn't you say?
Claudia nodded most earnestly, and then we slowly crossed the creaky bridge which was the only way over the lava. I was quite curious how lava had gotten into one of the coldest regions in Mythron.
But before we could even attempt to knock on the door for aid, a shout from above caught our attention.
Capped Man: Hold it there! What's your business here? If you're here to try and buy my tower from me, I'll set you on fire! I already told the other fool none of this land is for sale! Now move along!
Claudia and I both looked up, startled.
Me: We didn't come here to buy land, but perhaps some food and rest. Can you offer us that?
Capped Man: This is the tower of a wizard, young Outlaws, not an orphanage. You'll have to move along, as I said before.
The word "wizard" caught my attention immediately.
Me: Wizard? Do you go by the name of Windlock by any chance? And if not, your help would still be appreciated!
Wizard: Nay, I don't go by that name. But what in the King's name would you need the aid of a wizard for? Speak quickly!
I quickly and swiftly lifted the book out from under my garments, and lifted it so that the wizard could get a good look.
Me: Recognize this by any chance?
The wizard's eyes widened like sauce pans, surprised by what he saw.
Wizard: Goodness gracious! How came you by that? Never mind! Come inside quickly!
The lava behind us crackled and bubbled, sending drops of lava into the air.
Wizard: Sorry, the lava spell was quite unstable! But come quick anyway!
Without needing to be told once more, we entered through the door.
When we entered, the wizard quickly ushered us into a small room, full of glasses of who knows what.
Wizard: Let's get pleasantries out of the way, shall we? I'm the wizard, Gorbus. And your names?
Me: I simply go by Jaldor, and this is my ally and friend, Claudia.
Gorbus: Splendid! And wonderful names they are! And now, if you don't mind, I would like to take a peek at that book!
I once again revealed it from under my garments, and slid it to him across the table.
Gorbus: My, my, my...This is a truly rare relic, indeed, Jaldor!
And before we could stop him, he slung the book open.
Me: That's not a good id-
Claudia then cut me off.
Claudia: Are you mad? You could kill us all doing that!
Gorbus: Indeed I could. But I am a wizard, and not a fool. I know how to control a book like this without setting off any spells...unlike you unmagical folk.
Gorbus then shut the book, and his face turned grave.
Gorbus: This book is powerful, and very much evil. Especially if it fell into the wrong hands.
Me: Indeed, I've been running from Mythron soldiers for days. They seem to know of it's powers.
Gorbus: You said you needed help from a wizard? Why?
Me: The fellow who gave me the book, also a wizard, said I should send it to his brother, Windlock. He said his brother had the power keep it out of the wrong hands. And that's where I've been heading all this time.
Claudia: And since this isn't the right wizard, what do we do now?
Me: I guess we should keep moving. The more we move, the less time any enemies would have to catch up to us.
Gorbus: If this book fell into the wrong hands, the armies of evil would march all over the face of Mythron. And since I don't have the power or knowledge to contain this book of horrors, I guess it would be best to move it on to the wizard that does.
Me: So you're coming with us?
Gorbus: I would hate to see this book end up in the hands of evil. Besides, there is strength in numbers, and you'll need it. The road only gets worse from here on in.
Me: Very well.
And so with that, our journey continued. Only this time, we had a wizard in our company, which actually made me feel a little safer. But now, the book was worse than I had first envisioned, and it had to be contained.
Just another pic of the whole build...
Gorbus' study room...