Grumpy Mage
| Grumpy Mage | |
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| Event | Magma Falls Mini-Festival |
| # of Rooms | - |
| Store Type | Magic shops |
This store only accepts LTB points
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| ASK MAGE ABOUT PREPARATION | ||
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| Item | Price | Done |
| Spell Prep | 600 | |
>ask mage about preparation
Glancing at you, the mage sighs. "I heard you," he says. "I could tell you a lot about Warrior Mages once, but it's been years since I've been able to train for my guildleader. I'm afraid I've forgotten most of it." The mage runs his filthy fingers through his hair miserably, leaning against a building as he continues to speak.
"All that I've left that I remember now are the ways of manipulating spell preparation that I devised on my own, an apprentice under Gauthus' tutelage. You can ask me about those, I suppose, but not all of them are easy to use," he states, his eyes lighting up as he gazes at you, reminding you of the mage he must have been.
>ask mage about preparation
The mage's fingers twitch slightly as he says, "Oooph. You would ask me that, and it's been so long ... " He stops, shaking his head and closing his eyes. "Long ago I taught many of them to others, but now I only remember a few. Watch, and learn," he suddenly adds in a strident voice.
The mage bows his head over steepled fingers, his eyes closed as an intense look of concentration grips his features. Suddenly, his eyes snap open, his gaze purposeful as the power of his spell grows within him.
He gestures.
A shimmering shield surrounds him.
"A child's trick," he says, obviously wearied, as he sinks back to the ground. He picks at a bit of dirt on the back of his hand. "I could teach you, should you ask, but," he glances steadily at you, "it would be for a small fee. I have no wish to continue living like this." He gestures down at his clothing, a look of hopelessness overcoming him.
>ask mage for teach
- You giggle to yourself as you move through the syncopated gestures that accompany the preparations of the Summon Death Monkey spell.
- Darkly gleaming motes of sanguine light swirl briefly about your fingertips as you gesture while uttering the Summon Death Monkey spell.
- A soft breeze surrounds your body as you confidently prepare the Summon Death Monkey spell.
- You bring your hand slowly to your forehead as you begin chanting the words of the Summon Death Monkey spell.
- You rock back and forth, humming tunelessly as you invoke the Summon Death Monkey spell.
- Entering a trance-like state, your hands begin to tremble as you prepare the Summon Death Monkey spell.
- You trace an intricate rune in the air with your finger, illusory lines lingering several seconds as you prepare the Summon Death Monkey spell.
- You take up a handful of dirt in your palm to prepare the Summon Death Monkey spell. As you whisper arcane words, you gently blow the dust away and watch as it becomes swirling motes of glittering light that veil your hands in a pale aura.
- You begin reciting a solemn incantation, causing familiar patterns of geometric shapes to circle your hand as the Summon Death Monkey spell forms.
- You adeptly sing the incantations for the Summon Death Monkey spell, setting the words to a favorite tune.
>order # from mage
The mage takes a moment to pick his nose before bothering to answer you. "Well, if you're sure that's the one you want, then go ahead and ORDER it again," he informs you. He examines his fingernail minutely.
"It'll cost you 600 LTB Points, though."