Chapter 03 – Path to Magician III
Last book looks more like a journal than book.
Calamity
Bringer
My
name is Rulety Berlich, I'm a traveling bard. Your frequenter
of bars and taverns. I decided to publish my stories about a
certain man that I followed in his last years of life. His last
years of passionate, depraved life. His name is Guhl Dert, typical
45 years old man.
It
all started in a small provincial city Pulet in Almaz Kingdom. One
evening I, as usual, was singing in a bar. All the same evening –
drunken guards, sexy waitres... as I said, the usual evening. He
came with some local girls and same as everyone started to drink.
Nothing unusual. The problems started closer to midnight. Some
drunken soldier decided to get one of his girls, but got his ass
kicked. That too was nothing unusual. But then we heard a sound of
bells, notifying us of some troubles. Ofcourse everyone in bar run
outside just in time to see gate getting trashed and dozens of
bandits getting inside to kill and plunder. What started then was
like a living hell, but not for us but for bandits. I don't know
his profession but Guhl Dert is undeniably the most powerfull
magician a have ever seen. Despite it being just some basic magic,
it was flying non-stop, creating chaos on battlefield.
Since
that day I decided to follow him.....
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......
It was almost 3 years since our first meeting and now I'm here, on
his grave, drinking alone, remembering this and that. His death
was actually nothing heroic, he got some disease from some brothel
girl and just died. Stupid death that is.
Your's
truly, Rulety Berlich
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