I summon a Goblin while practicing spells as I need someone to help me.
My Master, teacher, sensi, Arien cannot know that I have done serious magic and summoned a magical creature.
I hide Erkling under my bed, keeping him out of Arien's view.
I must figure out how to rid myself of this mischievous miniscule being!
but how?
I didn't realize that I created a Magical bind creating an invisable rope tying Erkling to me.
I cannot rid myself of erkling, so I search for a spell that will make him my helper. instead of lurking around seeking for trouble.
I find the spell, turning erkling into a servant, though I have performed the spell, it is not strong enough to keep erkling from occasionally dis-obeying and complaining...
so I seek help
The Dragon named drákōn who possesses great magical power and knowledge and is the Gaurdian of the earth realm.
I search in the rock, mossy depths of an endless cave nick-named "Dragon's Throat"
... Whiole on my journey, many obsticals obstruct my path and, (needing a bit of help) call on erkling.
erkling comes to my side, ( though unwillingly). and I fight a Powerful Wraith called: "The Raven Knight"
on my journey I find Powerful Gemstones... I give them to Erkling as payment for him whispering a spell in my ear to make my blade: "Death-Wish" stronger...
Meanwhile... the gateway leading to Oath Oak, an Alternate Universe where Magical beings dwell is closed.
no one can enter the realm, and no one can exit.
the spell I need to free erkling from my wake lies in Oath Oak.
what am I to do now?
the Goblins kidnap my sister, I force erkling to tell me where their hiding place is...
I find them... banishing erkling to Isyngaurde (a holding place, like a seccluded cell to contain erkling for temporary spaces of time, after a certain period of time erkling will be able to pass through the Magical barriers returning to the physical world but, again, he is magically bound to me) the goblins have a fire... I find my sister tied to a tree, crouching behind one myself...
a Goblin confronts Sherrie, speaking in Goblish (goblin tongue)
they seem to think sherrie knows something essential to them.
one of the goblins draw a dagger from beneath a tattered and frayed cloak, a flash of silver... a cry of pain... the dagger draws a scarlet line on my sister's wrist...
I never intended sherrie to get mixed up in this! this magical realm is familiar to me as I am well aware of my powers as a warlock.
sherrie, (of course) is shocked, terrified of these evil creatures
just then, anger surges through my body as I watched that goblin slit my sibling's wrist
extricating myself from my hiding place, my spell rings like a gong through the night air "descedo incantatem!!!"
my eyes turn white, my quarry explodes, his flesh and sinew flying into a million different directions--
they charge together, pulling daggers and small knives from under battered cloaks and shawls...
candeus deflagro!" a firey rope emmanates from my palm... white, hot, inferno scarring and burning green goblin flesh!
a stunned look replaces the terrified look on sherrie's face.
as she realizes I've just performed Magic
