DevilishEgg
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The more time Eliza spent inspecting the staff, the wider her grin got. “Fantastic, simply fantastic!” An invisible hand fished through her bad before plucking out a water-logged notebook and some mercifully intact writing instruments. The half-orc snapped a finger absentmindedly and the pages of the book starting shaking itself dry before opening to an empty page.
She dipped the quill in ink and wrote at length about the staff, noting down everything dhe could in her short hand. “Check this out!” She called out to Val, “You can store spells in this! That would have come in handy earlier. You can also store ‘metamagic’ I think, but Tyrius is more of an expert in that regard.” She pointed out several glyphs etched in the wood as the staff rotated midair held up by mage hand.
She placed the staff gently by her side already feeling much better. She glanced at the pile of promising magical weapons just waiting to be discovered again. “Okay, I will just have a quick glance at...this sword.” She innocently held up the rapier.
Almost an hour and a half later the beaming wizard tossed the other big axe into the mess of dangerous items after a final flourish of her quill. “That was enlightening. I can’t wait to show the others what we found here.” She held the staff again tracing the etchings, “One day...one day, I will be able to make something like this.” She wished she could show her parents all the powerful magical items she saw in her travels. Until then, her meticulous notes would do.
Dusting off her clothes, she got up with a faint wince and got ready to face their next challenge.
She dipped the quill in ink and wrote at length about the staff, noting down everything dhe could in her short hand. “Check this out!” She called out to Val, “You can store spells in this! That would have come in handy earlier. You can also store ‘metamagic’ I think, but Tyrius is more of an expert in that regard.” She pointed out several glyphs etched in the wood as the staff rotated midair held up by mage hand.
She placed the staff gently by her side already feeling much better. She glanced at the pile of promising magical weapons just waiting to be discovered again. “Okay, I will just have a quick glance at...this sword.” She innocently held up the rapier.
Almost an hour and a half later the beaming wizard tossed the other big axe into the mess of dangerous items after a final flourish of her quill. “That was enlightening. I can’t wait to show the others what we found here.” She held the staff again tracing the etchings, “One day...one day, I will be able to make something like this.” She wished she could show her parents all the powerful magical items she saw in her travels. Until then, her meticulous notes would do.
Dusting off her clothes, she got up with a faint wince and got ready to face their next challenge.