The Fifth Age

The First Adventure Continued! (J./Evernae Version, #2)

(Where Evernae Continues to Brag)

META: Evernae’s back, and he will continue the story! Onward!

So, I dodged out of the way of the first arrow that was shot towards me and my group. I immediately dismounted and fired a magic missile towards the source of the arrow, and I heard the screams of pathetic goblins being released from this existence. I saw Eric and Alex go and begin attacking, but an arrow hit me, and I fell to the ground, barely conscious, and Alex rushed over to me, placing a hand on my shoulder and shocking me into going on.

Eric had gone into the brush, but I fired off another magic missile while the companions we had were sitting on their horses, looking around aimlessly. I scoffed at them, and ran after the goblins, meeting up with Eric, while Alex followed me. The other two began to follow a goblin, while I thought it would be a better idea to get our companions to join us, useless as they might be, but then one of them fell into the pit, and I, using my extremely great intellect, cast an illusion of myself pointing at the goblin from behind it, so that when it turned around, it was greatly frightened.

We eventually tied the goblin up and brought it back to our companions, whom I will now call squires, as they are secondary in skill certainly to myself, and perhaps Alex and Eric as well. We eventually set out with our squires to track down Grandma, who had allegedly been taken by the so-called “Goblin King”. We followed the goblin, having tied its arms, but not its legs, so that it could walk and lead us. It lead us into a pit trap that hid an item that I cannot seem to remember what it was. Perhaps it was wiped from my mind by a powerful mage.

Getting back on track, we took a rest so that I could regain my lost spells that I had so intelligently used to defend myself, and, to a lesser extent, my companions. I had an interesting conversation with Eric, the halfling rogue, who seems to contradict me at every turn, saying she can do whatever she wants to. I disagree, as if the group does not have a solid base of power, there is no coordination, and things can go badly.

Anyway, we reached a cave, and left Alex and one of the clerics, a shy wood elf, to watch over the goblin captive, while the rest of us entered the cave. It was well lit, for being a cave, but nowhere near my standards for cavernous spaces. There was a crack in the wall on one side, but on the other there was an opening, so I decided that we would explore the opened side first, and then come back to investigate the other side if we didn’t find Grandma.

We reached a stone bridge, but then arrows came flying at us from upriver, since the bridge was over a river. I rushed over, and so did another of the squires, a human fighter named Liencia. She wielded two scimitars and looked mildly threatening, although she would pose no threat to me in a combat.

I threw a magic missile at the filth who were firing the arrows, who were no doubt goblins, and I heard more of the screams of inferiors being striped of their life. I smiled, knowing that I would not be able to finish all of them off, but that some would die very, very soon.

META: So, Evernae continues to be narcissistic and a great mage! Please become a fan! Thank you!



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