Harvesting Strange Acquaintances
Day 119 of the Harvest Moon, Year 449
To this moment, I am not sure whether it was just a strange dream. True, I hold the fire crystal in my hand, but that could have been mined - did I fall asleep under the full moon or...? Yet the memory of the bizarre dialogue is so clear. Dream or reality, I must write down what passed.
(Katabasos): Mining, mining, mining.
(Fuoco): ah the influence of the moon
(Katabasos): You must have a great liking for enchantments.
(Fuoco): I have become somewhat lax in that respect
(Katabasos): It requires much tedious study.
(Katabasos): But rewards the patient wizard well.
(Fuoco): that is also true
(Katabasos): rummages I have some crystals here.
(Fuoco): not many people seem to require our skills nowadays
(Katabasos): Would you like them?
(Fuoco): I only collect fire crystals sir
(Katabasos): Ah. I regret I only have one.
(Fuoco): and... zionidic crystals
(Fuoco): oh and ice crystals
(Fuoco): I almost forgot those
(Katabasos): passes fire crystal
(Fuoco): thank you kindly
(Katabasos): What use do you find for those?
(Fuoco): they fetch good gold when enchanted
(Fuoco): and help with meditation
(Fuoco): * nods *
(Katabasos): I have never been able to enchant a Zionidic crystal.
(Fuoco): a use for them has not been discovered
(Fuoco): but I remain hopeful
(Katabasos): You have heard of Beleth?
(Katabasos): the Black Mage of Mirith?
(Fuoco): seems such a long time ago...
(Fuoco): I do retain some memories yes
(Katabasos): It is surmised he found some use for them.
(Fuoco): he was influenced by bad magic
(Katabasos): nods and cleansed himself of the same.
(Fuoco): that is new to me
(Fuoco): I have not read his diary so to speak
(Katabasos): This would be a decade or so past.
(Katabasos): Hm. Forgive me.
(Fuoco): I believe I was still a young wizard then
(Katabasos): I do not think I have been formally introduced.
(Katabasos): You are the feared wizard Fuoco.
(Fuoco): my name is Fuoco, resident in Andris
(Katabasos): I am – or at least you may call me – Katabasos.
(Katabasos): doffs cap ostentatiously
(Fuoco): * nods *
(Fuoco): too stiff for curtseys I am afraid
(Katabasos): perhaps we could form an alliance.
(Fuoco): what sort of alliance?
(Fuoco): I am semi retired now sir
(Katabasos): Andris is a city of learning.
(Fuoco): certainly, yes
(Katabasos): An enlightened city.
(Katabasos): It has many enemies.
(Fuoco): it has maintained its reputation
(Fuoco): that too