Strange Companions XXIV
As Rosalie stands, another silhouette appears from behind the Shadow. The staff you recognize from last night appears from underneath the cloaked figure’s robe as a voice calls out.
“Put your staff away, Rosalie. Do you not realize who you face? Senca the Meticulous. Skugga the Inexorable. Yes, I know who you are, Trickster.”
Cecil steps forward, his cloak billowing out behind him as he slams his staff to the ground. The impact of his staff echoes like a thunderclap in a spring storm. The sound stuns you, and the crystal on the staff emits an iridescent white light that focuses into a tight beam aimed at the center of the Shadow.
"Ah, lowly mage, come back for another tussle with gifts undeserved and changed? You delay…nothing…"
The words echo in your mind unlike anything you’ve ever experienced. As the voice speaks, the Shadow grows and coalesces, a barrier of pure black meets the light from Cecil.
Determination evident on Cecil’s face, he levels his staff at the shadow and the beam of light grows more intense. Pressure builds in the area around you, power beyond what you can see but rather feel gathers between the two figures, the light intensifies and shadows play across Cecil's face in a dizzying array of color. The air crackles around the two as cracks appear on the barrier of black and light begins to pierce the Shadow itself. Moments later, the Shadow disperses in a brilliant explosion of color. Silence reigns.
Before anyone can speak, Cecil sweeps his staff in a circle and as Rosalie tries to speak, no words come out of her mouth. Buddy crosses his eyes in confusion as his mouth moves for a moment with no discernable sound before Cecil addresses the assembled members of the Golden Leaf.
“You have meddled far too much in something you do not understand, fools! Only a student of Meerif would do something so reckless and foolish. From this moment forward, you will put your heads down and ensure this town’s safety. I know your secrets, and I won’t let you interfere any longer.” He pauses, looking at each of you for a moment with unnerving intensity. “Were I a dragon, or a sorceress out of her league, or even a wanted pirate, I certainly would not wish to let my secrets be known to a certain town mayor. I trust we can all agree? Now, leave these pathetic weapons behind, you have no need of them anymore.”
“Put your staff away, Rosalie. Do you not realize who you face? Senca the Meticulous. Skugga the Inexorable. Yes, I know who you are, Trickster.”
Cecil steps forward, his cloak billowing out behind him as he slams his staff to the ground. The impact of his staff echoes like a thunderclap in a spring storm. The sound stuns you, and the crystal on the staff emits an iridescent white light that focuses into a tight beam aimed at the center of the Shadow.
"Ah, lowly mage, come back for another tussle with gifts undeserved and changed? You delay…nothing…"
The words echo in your mind unlike anything you’ve ever experienced. As the voice speaks, the Shadow grows and coalesces, a barrier of pure black meets the light from Cecil.
Determination evident on Cecil’s face, he levels his staff at the shadow and the beam of light grows more intense. Pressure builds in the area around you, power beyond what you can see but rather feel gathers between the two figures, the light intensifies and shadows play across Cecil's face in a dizzying array of color. The air crackles around the two as cracks appear on the barrier of black and light begins to pierce the Shadow itself. Moments later, the Shadow disperses in a brilliant explosion of color. Silence reigns.
Before anyone can speak, Cecil sweeps his staff in a circle and as Rosalie tries to speak, no words come out of her mouth. Buddy crosses his eyes in confusion as his mouth moves for a moment with no discernable sound before Cecil addresses the assembled members of the Golden Leaf.
“You have meddled far too much in something you do not understand, fools! Only a student of Meerif would do something so reckless and foolish. From this moment forward, you will put your heads down and ensure this town’s safety. I know your secrets, and I won’t let you interfere any longer.” He pauses, looking at each of you for a moment with unnerving intensity. “Were I a dragon, or a sorceress out of her league, or even a wanted pirate, I certainly would not wish to let my secrets be known to a certain town mayor. I trust we can all agree? Now, leave these pathetic weapons behind, you have no need of them anymore.”
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