Kikaz’s Plan, Confessed to KizoxEdit
Nizo was an island off the shore of Kiniz, continent of the kinors. It was a field, as trees didn’t grow on it. It was about a meter above sea level at its highest point. Two kinors lived there.
Kizox was a kizaz, he was a runt who had been left on Nizo at the age of seven, with his twin brother, Kikaz (whom was a kisas), to die. There hadn’t been a runt, or any twins, for about 350 years and the kinors had no intention in keeping them. They wanted `pure` blood.
The twins had been left with the gifts of their parents. Cloth, fabric and a sewing kit. Kizox had dark crimson hair and bright golden eyes, he wore beige overalls, made by his mother to fit him. Kikaz had dark teal hair with bright purple eyes, he wore simple pants and a cotton shirt, that were too big for him.
Lately, Kikaz had been working in something, but seemed to have no intent in telling his brother. Kizox didn't want to appear nosy, but he really wanted to know what his brother was doing.
After several days, Kizox, frustrated, asked his brother: "How much longer are you going to keep your plan a secret Kikaz?”
"Uh? I thought you didn't want to know. But fine, I’ll tell you: I’m making a boa-” but before Kikaz could finish his answer, his anxious brother asked him: "Why?”.
“I was getting to that. When I was five I read that once every thirteen years the ocean rises by nine meters. The tides are rising. Soon Nizo will be swallowed by the waters, for about a month.”
“So we'll live in a boat?”
“No, we’re going to Kion, our homeland.”
“They don’t want us there.”
“We’ll go on a cargo ship, to the elves. They have a wonderful library. I’ve wanted to read again for ten years.”
“Well, I guess we have no choice.”
“Exactly. But I’d like some help though.”
“Why didn’t you ask me, before?”
In less than a day, the twins were able to finish the raft, just in time too. For in that very same night, the seven moons aligned, pulling up the water with their gravity. The twins fell asleep on the raft, that was on Nizo's beaches, and, startled, waked up in the ocean. Nizo had already vanished, and now they had to travel west, with a terrible storm threatening them...
Magick is Learnt Through ExperienceEdit
The kinor twins were traveling due west, towards a port, when a crackle shuddered their skulls. Within seconds, it was absolute chaos. They took down the sails. This was the worst storm they had ever seen and it headed west, towards them.
“Lay flat, head up!” Kizox shouted through the loud storm.
The storm howled for hours, but the two kinors were soaked within seconds. And worst of all, at all times they had to make sure that the raft was still heading west, or they would die of hunger, lost in the ocean. Luckily, they had made a raft, for a boat would've sunk with the rain...
It wasn't until the sun rose again that they arrived at the port. It wasn’t large, there was holding space for only two ships (and only was occupied), a single shack supervised the goods and there was a beach for smaller crafts, which was where the twins headed to. A male kisas was standing there, wearing a simple red shirt and orange pants, his hair was red, with dark-gray streaks.
As soon as they hit the shore the kisas coldly said “I don't know how you're still alive...but it won't last long.”, to which Kizox answered, confused:“What the...”
The kisas raised his hand and suddenly a bright beam of energy rapidly flowed towards them. Kikaz put out his left hand in reflexive impulse and somehow absorbed the energy with the palm of his hands.
“Good catch. You plan on killing yourself? Cause I'd realease it.” calmly replied the kisas.
Kikaz limply raised his hand and the beam flared towards the kisas, whom quickly extinguished it.
“So you know magick, runt?” the kisas rudely spat out.
“N-no?” Kikaz staggered the word in utter delirium and confusion.
Suddenly, the kisas fell with a clunk, revealing Kizox holding a rock the size of his head standing behind him.
“He'll be like that for some time. But we better leave now.” Kizox explained.
Kikaz replied by vomiting, just before fainting.
Kizox dragged Kikaz towards the town. At the entrance, a fikos wearing colourful clothes, a sack, and carried a wool tube with a sword inside greeted them.
“I see you dealt with Dazanra, the stormbringer without my aid. Sorry for being late. I’m Fikar, I’ve come to escort you both to Zovna.” he stated.
“Why?” Kizox questioned
“You’ll see, now come. They’ll be looking for you two, soon...”
A Talk about Magick and WeaponryEdit
The outer area of Kion was barren, made from hard earth, but it was full of minerals like iron, nickel and granite. It was a perfect place to build foundations on, and it is one of the reasons that most of Kizo’s towns are built on the coastal line, that and the advantages of trade, salt and fish. Trees barely grow on this area and the grass was short.
However, if one went deeper into Kion, one would notice that grass was longer, the minerals more tender, and the terrain was plentiful in cinnamon and birch, which had evolved to flourish in this ecosystem. An undergrowth of berries also grew.
Once they were farther south from Kion, and Kikaz was awake, Fikar stopped and suggested that the group rested below one of the many hills at the forest’s border. Fikar gave them bread and water, and after they were done eating he dropped the large bag he carried and opened it to reveal two old looking encyclopedias with blanked red covers, a few simple shruikens, a sharp dagger, a rope and sacks that jangled with the sound of coins.
“So, you are Kikaz, the kisas, and your are Kizox, the kizaz?” Fikar asked.
“Yes.” the two replied.
“Well, Kizox, let’s start with you, a dagger is shorter than a short sword, but it is longer than a knife. It is light and simple, best used with stealth and speed. Now, the shruiken is a bladed disk. Here’s a book on combat physics and tactics,” Fikar told Kizox while handing him one large book, the dagger and the shruikens. “Now Kikaz, here’s a book on magick and magickal tactics,” he handed Kikaz the other large book, “make sure to fully understand the parts about "The Laws of Magick", and "The Consequences of Magick". It is vital information to assure that you don’t receive a swift and foolish death.”
“I-I’ll do...that.” replied Kikaz nervously...
Information on MagickEdit
There are three basic types of magick: spells, natural magick, and automatic. Natural is the kind of magick that invoke energy to create and maintain the attribute chosen, this strand of magick is very energy consuming but is quite simple to use. Spells consume no energy, but are time consuming. Some can take years to cast, some take only a few minutes. Spells don’t use words but matter, herbs, minerals, spices, blood, etc.
The Complex Areas of Natural MagickEdit
Wizards (users of natural magick) have an area in their mind (that isn’t used by a normal person) to harness enough energy for the generation of an attribute force. This task requires the heart to direct more blood through a secondary vein in the neck, ensuring dizziness and nausea. The body will feel weak and numb, because its blood is going to the mind. If used carelessly, the user can die, and the farther the target is, the more energy it requires.
The Complex Areas of SpellsEdit
Spells are very simple. Anyone can use them. They just require the knowledge of how chemicals in matter will react to the other chemicals in other matter, in order to create powerful concoctions, potions and medicine. people that know how to mix ingredients to form spells are called alchemists.
The Complex Areas of Automatic MagickEdit
Automatic magick is the most powerful, deadly (to user and target) and complex of all types of magick. Magicians (automatic magick users) have a part in their mind like those of wizards, except it acts instinctively and is more powerful, due to an extra reserve of energy in the mind. it is impossible to control when or how it is used. Little is known of it, because it’s hard to research...
An Explanation is DemandedEdit
By the second day, the three had ventured much deeper into the forest. The minerals were softer and more tender. The hills had flattened from erosion and trees had grown. Only rich cinnamon trees and mighty birch trees grew, giving the forest a gloomy and mysterious feel, with the low growing berry bushes adding to the atmosphere.
“You know...you never told us what the place your taking us to is like, so me and Kikaz... demand an explanation.” Kizox stated on the second day.
Fikar straightened, smiled and easily replied “I expected you to ask soon, and I’ll tell you all I am allowed to tell, but that’s not much. First of all, I’m not with Serval. The kisas who attacked you was with that guild. I’m with Zovna, which is on Juroz, the island of the Humans. I am a mere escort for you two, I am bringing you to see our warlord, by orders of the master. Once we get to Zovna, the warlord will explain all he wishes to tell, and then you will be brought to the master to dine and converse.”
Kizox quickly laid out his new questions “What do you mean by ‘guild’ and who is this ‘warlord’ and ‘master’ of yours?”
Fikar reflexively replied “A guild has a turf which other guilds will try to take from its owner. Each guild controls an area. The larger your turf, the more it is attacked and it is harder to find the intruder. The master is its leader and the warlord is its combat organizer. I may not tell you any more than I have told, but I may give you this map of Synava, our planet. Zovna will give you both an advanced education, as you only learned to read, write and talk from your parents...”
“Runes are one of the 3 types of spells, but there are also different types of runes, the most commonly used types being potions and runes,” Fikar stated on the third morning while having cinnamon ground berries for breakfast on neatly peeled cinnamon bark.
“You should write this down with charcoal on your birch bark,” the twins immediately peeled some birch and received cinnamon charcoal. “Runes are stones filled or lathered with ointments. They are useful in a number of ways, such as bursting smoke to escape when you’re in a disadvantage position or creating an energy beam without energy. Some runes are forbidden to create, such as the doom rune. That if it touches any DNA, it causes a chain reaction of destruction of that DNA, killing the victim. It takes 3 years to create,” Fikar dictated for the two of them.
“Rune blades are swords containing runes in them. Their usual price range is from 100 platinums to 10,000 platinum ... My sword is a rune blade ... It would sell for about 4,000 platinums it has a gravity rune in it, making it light and easy to handle, and an energizer rune, allowing me to use it for a longer time, use more magick and require little sleep...", Fikar made a pause before continuing.
Kizox than asked “Can I eat some breakfast? I’m starving...and you're speaking faster than I can write.”
Kikaz then chipped in “Ya, I’m only at the price range of rune blades.”
“Fine, though I suggest you learn to paraphrase.” Fikar responded and repeated the paragraph for the twins to copy, followed with “That’s all for today, we need to cover ground...”
An Enemy is MetEdit
At noon, after the group made another stop and ate more cinnamon ground berries, they traveled for about ten minutes until they heard a rustle in the trees. Which prompted Fikar to immediately stop and tell the others: “You two, over here, we’re being followed.”
Immediately the two ran to form a triangular defense position. Kizox took out the dagger and the shruikens, but Fikar told him not to use the shruikens, so he put them away. Fikar took his sword and Kikaz prepared to focus his mind.
Fikar then called out “We know you’re there and we will continue to consider better formations, come out.”
That is when Kizox saw a shruiken going towards Fikar. He leapt forward extending his hand farther, and it happened. The shruiken severed his hand, he bled, he fell, he yelled. Fikar turned, another shruiken came, Fikar caught it, Fikar threw it back, something else yelled, a skullka with a shruiken in his knee ran out and charged his massive body at the three, Fikar started to lose his defining features, the skullka tripped in shock, Fikar became a glob, the skullka shot up, Fikar started to become taller, the skullka thought for a moment, Fikar gained skullka features, the skullka charged forward, Fikar gained his unique features, the skullka prepared to send a blow, Fikar (as a skullka) feinted on the skullka, the skullka tumbled under Fikar, Kikaz threw an energy ray at the skullka, the skullka passed out and Kikaz vomited.
Kikaz, now in a drunken state, pulled Kizox away and woke him up. They then hauled Fikar, with his sleeves ripped, shirt stretched and pants torn apart, looking like shorts, away and woke him up...
Another Explanation, Another LessonEdit
Kikaz asked immediately, “What did you just do?”
This was when Kizox stepped into the conversation “I think we should be healing my hand now.”
Fikar bent over and said “Kikaz help Kizox, I’m going to be feinting and vomiting all day, we’ll talk in the evening, once I’m a fikos again ...”
That evening, when Fikar was a fikos again, Kizox had a question. “I have a question for you, how do you change your form?”
Fikar hesitated before replying “I am a morpher. I can control my DNA and other shape factors, very few can morph, though there are morphing runes...Morphing is an advanced magick, write this down, ”the twins retrieved birch and charcoal. Fikar continued “Advanced magick is high on energy consumption, there are 6 basic advanced magick: fikos have morphing, kinors have soul bond, shadons have pigment, elves have pressure, goblins have inertia, skullkas have hormonic, spiros have pure energy... Few can use their advanced ability because there are conditions...You two can soul bond, no questions now please...Kinors must be twins and must have similar mental development, in order to join energy flows...Fikos must have simple form factors...Shadons must have a secondary vein... Elves must have high mental growth and a large secondary vein...Skullkas must have a secondary vein...Goblins must have a mind capable of neutralizing energy...Humans require a secondary vein...Spiros must have lots of energy, about 5000% more than I’m capable of. They require a high capacity and many energy reserves...All need the gene for that mental function too...”
Once Fikar was asleep, the twins whispered to each other, as they always did, every night
“I think we should run away.” Kizox muttered again, like all the other nights, “We can use a soul bond to have two advantages, he’s out numbered and we can soul bond.”
“But now we know he can morph. Besides he told us we can soul bond, why would our enemy tell us our strengths.” Kikaz pointed out.
“He never told us how though.” Kikaz objected.
“... You’re right...Fine, we’ll leave tonight... ” Kikaz thoughtfully remarked.
It rained that night, nevertheless the twins traveled through the path, and, in the next morning, had cinnamon ground for a meal. They walked for two days without sleep and slept deep within the forest.
Fikar’s three daysEdit
When Fikar awoke, he saw the runts had left and immediately panicked. First he called out for them and looked around the area when he found their tracks in the mud. He tracked them, using his rune blade to run for the day down the trail, but he hit a fork in the path. The mud had dried and the trees had blocked the rain. He went left, but the twins had gone right, had he looked at the cinnamon trees, he would have seen one tree 3 meters away peeled in one area. He traveled on for three days down the empty trail...
A Warlord Disagrees with his MasterEdit
It was a bright, hundred meter tall room with a pure diamond dome at the top, from it hung a titanically enormous chandelier that reflected the sun’s rays of light with every jewel one could possibly name, it had many meters of height and width and a perfect diamond at its very lower tip. The entrance door was larger than two human adults and was made of fine topaz. The enterer would have a golden velvet rug to walk to the master. The walls were pure silver and the floor was tiled with the finest ceramics, encrusted with an assortment of jewels.
At the southern end of the room, regally sat an elf, young and powerful, yet far from his prime. He wore a peacock-blue robe(to fit his peacock-green eyes) and had his jet-black hair cut at chin length at the back and the front of his ear’s top. He wore peridot earrings. On the northern end, an odd creature lazily stood, it wasn’t of the eight races but was a creature that looked as if it didn’t know what it was supposed to be.
The creature had black goat legs (with rusty orange fox feet), an emerald-green snake’s head (with mystically metallic teal colored cat eyes that when gazing at directly seemed as if they were reading your mind), rusty colored cat ears, white mouse hands and black bat wings that could wrap its ferret like body. The only tokuru-like thing about it was that it had a human-like anatomy. It wore a dark-green short-sleeved shirt with dark-red sleeves coming out from beneath the short sleeves(with two holes in the back for the wings to squeeze out of).
The creature wore a dark-blue hood that pointed at the top (at the end of the point were three long and very acute triangular strands of dark green silk. Underneath the hood was a titanium tiara, it had an opal eye (the pupil being a pure amethyst) in the center and the sides were ruby, with emerald bordering around the tiara. The pants were dark-aqua-green silk and baggy for its thin legs. It wore black gloves that had holes for the razor sharp mouse claws that held a diamond katana, containing an energizer rune, an energy-absorber rune and an anti-gravity rune.
“I need more turf. How much longer until the two runts get here?” demanded the elf.
“Fikar is the escort, not me.” the odd creature replied. “now, why did you call me?”
“I need more turf.” the elf stated again.
“We are dealing with intruders, we don’t have enough warriors to ambush another guild.” the creature calmly replied.
“Draft the villages.” the elf retorted.
“We are here to help them, not draft them.” the creature countered.
This was replied by the elf yelling out while standing up “...You might be the most powerful mortal here, but I will not tolerate your repeated refusals to obey orders anymore! You will cooperate or be expelled from this guild, fiend.”
At this, the creature took a rune out and threw it at the dome saying "Yes, I am quite a fiend am I not?”. As the rune hit the dome, it cracked, letting out its true rune, a destruction rune. The diamond shattered at contact with the rune and the creature flew up and out of the room, away from the palace, away from Juroz...
‘That fiend!’ the elf thought to himself in disgust ‘breaking my dome! It takes a year to fuse diamonds together...I’ll have to summon my alchemists...’
The twins had woken to the sound of a birch twig cracking under a foot. They suspected it was Fikar and were more alert. They had been resting in a secure area, thick with trees around them, on a hill that contained strong minerals in it, holding it together and not allowing trees to grow well on the hill, this way they could see anyone coming near them, couldn't be easily seen and had the higher ground.
“Fikar?” Kikaz asked to the form below.
“I’m not Fikar, I’m Tezre, the skullka.” the voice came low and powerful, as the skullka they had met walked up the hill.
The twins wanted to run but the skullka’s legs were much longer. Kisas threw an energy orb at Tezre, but he held out a rune and the energy diminished to nothing.
“This is an energy nullifier, it absorbs and then destroys the energy.” Tezre explained to the vomiting Kikaz, “Now come with me, magick is useless and I overpower both of you by a long shot in strength.” he took out his sword while talking.
“You're going to kill us anyways.” Kizox spat out at Tezre while taking his dagger out and shruiken designed to tear deep into flesh.
Kikaz had an idea, if he sent his mental waves to Kizox they might be able to converse, if Kizox could use magick...As Kikaz sent his thoughts to Kizox he remembered that Kizox had a smaller secondary vein too, it might allow enough blood to get to the brain. As Kizox received the message ‘focus your thoughts to Kikaz’ the vein expanded to let blood through to the mind. Kikaz, unfortunately, received an emotion, not a message, an emotion of confusion.
Kizox vomited from his first telepathic message. Now it struck Kikaz that maybe a soul bond is combining the energy of two minds. Kikaz sent the message to Kizox to send his energy to him. Kikaz than focused on sending a weak strand of energy to Kizox. As the weak energy wouldn’t be enough to feint Kizox. Kizox sent a slowly growing strand of energy to Kikaz. Kikaz and Kizox now thought as one and sent a weak strand of energy towards Tezre.
Tezre took out his energy nullifier rune. The rune was absorbing the energy but as it had no time to disperse the energy, the second law of thermodynamics came into play and burnt Tezre’s hand, who then dropped it and was struck with the strand. He passed out after awhile, as he would be for the rest of the next day due to his mind's incapability to deal with an energy overload.
Meanwhile Kikaz and Kizox, after taking the energy nullifier and Tezre’s entire rune sack (That also contained a flask), walked away vomiting and delirious, while Kizox mournfully remarked “I don’t like telepathy or anything to do with magick anymore, I no longer envy your ability to use magick, but pity you...”
Conversation at the PubEdit
Fikar ran for many more days until he reached the place where the three had been traveling to, Kizo. Kizo traded many products, specially minerals, with the humans and fikos, since they had solid minerals in its soil and there was a mine there. The foundations were wide and tall, at the entrance was the only structure with more than two stories in the whole town, it was very tall.
The port had seventeen docks for trade ships, three for cruisers, thirty for small sized crafts and another ten for warships defending the port. Most of the town was built on a large hill with a central tower. The town region was owned by the guild of Serval.
Fikar knew that the Whoppin' Wallop pub, in Kizo was a prime source of information (if you could tell the were drunkards from the sobers). The pub was large, but it was still crowded most of times, mainly by drunks. It’s rock floor was lathered with different alcohols and the scent was revolting to the nose. When he reached the place, he paid the fee of one copper coin to take the stage. When he reached the top he asked “Have any of you seen two kinor runts?”
The crowd first erupted with the drunkards laughing and yelling that the runts were left on Nizo a decade ago. But one of the people who had come to talk of gossip, had some coffee and tea to be social...maybe some alcohol to sip at for a couple of hours, yelled out “Juss zis...ziz mornin'...shme mashked rish...zish...rich guy...he ashked ze shame thing...only he alsho...alsho ashked for a Fikos named Fikar shoo!”
Fikar immediately responded anxiously “Where is he?”
“I’m not...not! Going sho yell over theshe shcreaming drunkardsh...shum...shume...cume over here!” the person screamed over the drunkards.
Fikar leaped off the stage and jolted towards the gossip table. Three kizazs and two kisasis sat there, one of the kisas was having dark coffee, the other green tea, one kizaz was drinking light coffee, the second was sipping at her beer and the third was having herbal tea.
The dark coffee drinker immediately spoke up in a quick voice “He asked and when he saw everyone laughing he hopped off the stage ran down the path that leads to the Forbidden Forest.”
Fikar asked curiously “Why is it forbidden?”
The kisas replied in complete hysterics “Because it has canorks nesting in it, always has, it’s their territory, because the soil has a mixture of hard and soft minerals, that helps grow the rare canork bean tree. They like its beans, I hear it makes a very dark coffee, and a delicious one at that, I’ve always wanted to try canork coffee! In fact now that I think about it, I think he had fox feet, I saw them for a moment. Though it would likely be of delusion!” and with that the Kisas was laughing with his head against the table.
The beer sipper responded “She...Sho...He getsh a little out of hand...hiccup...but you learn to ignore it.”
Fikar thought for awhile and responded “Thanks.”, getting up to leave for the Forbidden Forest...
The Forbidden ForestEdit
Fikar ran and ran into the forest. The cinnamon, birch and bean trees (So famous in that region) were merely blurs as he ran. At each passing second there were more and more bean trees, slunking down like weeping willows, taking up space and making the path wider and wider.
He noticed fox-like footprints in the dirt, with the depth showing the muscle power of a goat’s hind legs. He followed the tracks deeper and deeper into the Forbidden Forest. Then he noticed new foot prints, much bigger and much deeper. He ran faster. After some time he saw an immense creature jolting towards him. Its fur was a tangled smear of brownish colors. Its legs were muscular and its jaws containing 243 layers of serrated teeth (as it was 243 years old and at its prime). It was a canork.
The canorks kept their population down by eating each other, for no animals ventured into the Forbidden Forest. They don’t eat their young, they eat others at the age of around 150 years of age. Their natural life span is around 500, rarely will they live this long without being eaten. They can mate at the age of around 50. A pregnant canork will be pregnant for an average of a few years, only giving birth a few decades later, giving birth to around 10 canorks.
Fikar immediately pulled himself up a canork tree branch and climbed as fast as he could. Some of his coins fell out of his sack and landed in the snapping mouth of the canork, it snapped on them and Fikar cringed as he heard them grinding and being crushed into dust. This gave him just enough time to climb out of reach of such a fate.
But the canork was hungry, the herd being far away. It was bashing the tree and Fikar had to hold on with all his might. While holding for his life nervously glancing around for a means to save himself, he saw a form on a nearby tree. He crawled closer in-between bashes and leaped forward, managing to get a grip on a branch and crawling it up again with the canork leaping towards him. A bean came hurtling by his head and into the canork’s mouth, this gave Fikar time to climb, like the coins had.
When he reached the top he saw that it was the creature. The creature immediately asked “Where are the twins?”, and Fikar answered: “They ran away, It’s been 4 days.”
The tree shook, the canork walked away up a hill. The reature spoke quietly “We’re going to go find them and then take them to Zixra, making our own guild. Zovna is drafting, so I was willingly expelled.”
The tree shook hard, the canork had ran down the hill and bashed the tree, Fikar flung in the opposite direction yelling for help. The creature easily created a dense energy field that held Fikar and brought him back to the tree, getting a major headache as consequence.
Fikar fully understood what Nero, the creature, meant. He immediately responded “Thanks, but the twins took a left turn probably, when I was tracking them.”
Nero coldly replied “Then we’re going to go and get them...when the canork gives up from its attempts to eat us.”
Later that afternoon, when the canork left the tree, Nero slowly descended to the ground, followed by Fikar. They took a short-cut through the Forbidden Forest that would lead to the fork Fikar had encountered in the forest path...
Two Groups of Two Combine into One Group of FourEdit
The twins had traveled fast and were soon going to enter the Forbidden Forest. They also noticed the same differences that Fikar had noticed when he traveled through the Forbidden Forest.
They stopped when they heard the sounds of crinkling leaves and saw the form of a fikos. Immediately, they got into back to back formation, keeping their heads close together, to have a stable soul bond.
Kikaz warned to the form “We can soul bond, Fikar.”
At this, another form, hidden by the shade appeared. The second form moved forward and approvingly replied “Good, let’s see how much you can charge it and what form it takes.”
The twins immediately caused a steady stream, weak, but stable. It struck the form’s hand, and Kikaz immediately remembered his first usage of magick. Kizox, due to the soul bond, also remembered Kikaz’s memory as his own memory and they corrupted the link, giving the usual effects of magick. But the form didn’t toss it back, it absorbed it instead.
The form disaprovingly replied “That wasn’t very good. I don’t feel refreshed...Now stop fooling around, Fikar and I, have dealt with canorks because of your expedition.”
Kizox, remembering the stories about canorks, questioned “Canorks?”
Nero simply replied “Yes, canorks, now come along we’re going on a merchant ship.”
Kikaz, understanding that they could be slaughtered right now, realized that no harm was meant towards them from Nero or Fikar. Kikaz quickly sent Kizox this explanation. They had found that these tiny mental messages were dealt with easily and that only minor headaches came from doing so. They also had learnt that by thinking as one their disputes were solved less then a second.
Kizox, now agreeing with Kikaz, replied sorrowfully “Well we thought you would kill us, we weren’t sure so we decided to escape for our safety.”
Fikar grinned at this and apologetically replied “Well if that was the case Nero and I would have already killed you both by now.”
Nero now spoke with authority “We should be traveling, the goblins reported Tezre is looking for you two.”
Kikaz proudly replied at this “We met him in the forest and flared him and his energy neutralizer with a soul bond a few days ago. We stole his sack of runes, there are 6 of them, and we stole this flask.”
Fikar complemented the twins, saying “Great! May I see the runes? We’re heading to Kizo.”
Kizox gave the runes and the flask to Fikar. Fikar read the symbols on the spells and muttered “The flask is an energy tonic and the runes are an energy neutralizer, a smoke rune, an energizer, a negative magnet, a positive magnet and a magnifier rune... It’s a standard escape pack, it is pretty useful.”
That day the group exchanged stories about their split up. Though Nero was quiet about what happened before he met Fikar in the forbidden forest. That night, around midnight, they decided to sleep at the edge of the forest...
The Group Stocks up Before Setting off on a Merchant ShipEdit
That morning they traveled to the town market where all the stores were placed, it was an early morning and so the people of Kizo were just waking up. They went to a restaurant, to talk of what they would do next.
Nero chose a table in the corner and stated “So what do we need?”
Kizox sarcastically commented “Anything but ground cinnamon.”
Nero jotted down: eat at a restaurant in his notebook. He then asked “Anything else? Don’t worry, Fikar and I have sacks of coins.”
Kikaz, at this asked “Are there spells that avoid the effects of magick, Nero?”
Nero smiled at this, stretched his hidden scales, and gladly responded “Yes, energy tonics. And they're not very expensive.” he then wrote: energy tonics.
Fikar now spoke “You should get a weapon, Kikaz.” Nero wrote: one dagger, “And we should get our clothe washed.” Nero finally wrote: four anti-bacterial runes.
They all ate breakfast at a restaurant, and the rest of that morning was spent buying their shopping list, Kikaz got four more energy tonics, a light dagger and anti-bacterial runes.
At noon they headed for the docks, but at the entrance, a person in hysteria jolted at them, laughing uncontrollably. When the dark coffee drinker reached them, he squealed “You're alive! We thought you were mush now but your alive! Not that I don't like mush but I like you more and since I like you I don't want you becoming mush since that wouldn't be very pleasant I think. Did you get any beans!?”
Fikar looked at the hysterical kisas and responded “No, I’m sorry. But we must be leaving.” at this they walked away, away from the kisas who now was glum. The caffeine had lost it’s effects and his hopes were ruined. He sorrowfully walked back to the pub, shaking his head slowly.
At the dock, the four spotted a reliable transport ship and walked towards it. Nero handed the owner of the ship fifty golds for a one way ticket, and the quartet kept walking on. The merchant was so joyful that he forgot to ask Nero to remove the mask. Which probably saved Nero's life, as an animal-like person was wanted by Serval. The four settled for the next week.
The ship was a well built one. It’s frame was built with canork lumber and fifteen large oars came out of it’s side to propel it forward with miraculous agility. It’s front bow was a well decorated energy magnifier (with a enormous energy absorber, giving it a upper hand in a conflict). Its ten sails were high, quite wide and could be brought down with ease. When they departed, the wind was on its side, so it would travel doubly fast. Things were finally starting to go well for them.