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Under A Darksun: PART I SEGMENTS 1-124
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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 858197" data-attributes="member: 9255"><p>UNDER A DARKSUN</p><p>SEGMENT 059 </p><p>“The mysterious Pouch”</p><p></p><p>I’m back on the rooftop. So much for going out to help others.</p><p></p><p>Mania sat over an awning on the Greene compound roof. A cooler breeze was blowing from the north. It was quite comfortable here today. Here was cleaning his prized club and taking in the day’s adventures. Out of habit he came here and sat in the shade.</p><p></p><p>He finished cleaning the foul blood-like ichor which din’s corrode his club but seemed to age the rags he was using. He couldn’t help but to wonder about the creatures. Where were they from? Why did they hate us so? Then he remembered the pouch.</p><p></p><p>When saving the old man from the thugs and girl the man had dropped his money pouch. Mania picked it up before moving on. While he dealt with the last of the creatures the old man disappeared. Mania still had the pouch.</p><p></p><p>It was an ordinary pull string pouch. Seemed weightless and empty. The poor man had no money. He properly gave it to the templar and was found not rich enough to avoid the forthcoming beating. Youth these days he said in his mind knowing he was a youth himself. Deciding to use the bag (his was old and worn and threatening to lose its contents) He emptied his three ceramic bits and two Silvers from his pouch. He opened the other pouch and dropped the money in. He didn’t feel its weight.</p><p></p><p>Suspecting a hole he looked over it. No hole. Strange. He then looked for his coins. No coins on the ground or his lap. He felt around a bit then got up agitated to find his money. Nothing. He looked at the pouch again. There was no hole he could find. He looked into the pouch next looking for the hole. A black void was visible. “What the heck are my coins?” Then he could suddenly see his coins in the pouch.</p><p></p><p>“Ooooh…”</p><p></p><p>It was evening now. Several hours went by as he played and experimented with this pouch. After retrieving his own coins, he thought about more coins and suddenly he had more coins. He thought about food and found a small wax sealed chunk of cheese. After a few hours of trying to think of anything he could he had quite a pile before him.</p><p>His 3 ceramic bits and 2 silvers joined another 15 bits, 10 ceramics, 10 Silver and a gold. He had a ball of wax sealed cheese and a small water bag. There were two small beads of white. They had a glow to them he could not describe or place. Two keys and a scroll. The scroll wasn’t magic (or so he thought). The squiggles on it looked like the type Greene used on his ledgers. Common it was called. Mania was becoming certain he was going to need to learn how to read someday. And more about magic.</p><p></p><p>This pouch was obviously magical. What kind, preserver or defiler, he didn’t know. Then he saw the injuries on his leg. With a long sigh he wished they were gone. He went to replace the goods into the pouch but saw a green and white swirled ball in the pouch. </p><p></p><p>“Hello? What could you be little guy?”</p><p></p><p>He reached in and held it up in the light to inspect. “Looks like a plaything for children.” He put it down then replaced everything into the pouch, including his own money. Forgetting about the ball of clay he rolled over to stand up. His cut up legs touched the ball. He stood up and looked on the ground to find the flattened ball. Nothing. Then he felt it.</p><p></p><p>The ball was flattening out and spreading up his leg! </p><p></p><p>He reached down to stop it but couldn’t get his fingers on it to tear it off. Now panicking Mania was clawing at it. It covered both legs and his mid-drift…and still spreading!</p><p></p><p>“Argh! Noooooo….” The material spread up and over his chin and arms. </p><p></p><p>“Heck of a way to go…!” Then it covered him entirely.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="megamania, post: 858197, member: 9255"] UNDER A DARKSUN SEGMENT 059 “The mysterious Pouch” I’m back on the rooftop. So much for going out to help others. Mania sat over an awning on the Greene compound roof. A cooler breeze was blowing from the north. It was quite comfortable here today. Here was cleaning his prized club and taking in the day’s adventures. Out of habit he came here and sat in the shade. He finished cleaning the foul blood-like ichor which din’s corrode his club but seemed to age the rags he was using. He couldn’t help but to wonder about the creatures. Where were they from? Why did they hate us so? Then he remembered the pouch. When saving the old man from the thugs and girl the man had dropped his money pouch. Mania picked it up before moving on. While he dealt with the last of the creatures the old man disappeared. Mania still had the pouch. It was an ordinary pull string pouch. Seemed weightless and empty. The poor man had no money. He properly gave it to the templar and was found not rich enough to avoid the forthcoming beating. Youth these days he said in his mind knowing he was a youth himself. Deciding to use the bag (his was old and worn and threatening to lose its contents) He emptied his three ceramic bits and two Silvers from his pouch. He opened the other pouch and dropped the money in. He didn’t feel its weight. Suspecting a hole he looked over it. No hole. Strange. He then looked for his coins. No coins on the ground or his lap. He felt around a bit then got up agitated to find his money. Nothing. He looked at the pouch again. There was no hole he could find. He looked into the pouch next looking for the hole. A black void was visible. “What the heck are my coins?” Then he could suddenly see his coins in the pouch. “Ooooh…” It was evening now. Several hours went by as he played and experimented with this pouch. After retrieving his own coins, he thought about more coins and suddenly he had more coins. He thought about food and found a small wax sealed chunk of cheese. After a few hours of trying to think of anything he could he had quite a pile before him. His 3 ceramic bits and 2 silvers joined another 15 bits, 10 ceramics, 10 Silver and a gold. He had a ball of wax sealed cheese and a small water bag. There were two small beads of white. They had a glow to them he could not describe or place. Two keys and a scroll. The scroll wasn’t magic (or so he thought). The squiggles on it looked like the type Greene used on his ledgers. Common it was called. Mania was becoming certain he was going to need to learn how to read someday. And more about magic. This pouch was obviously magical. What kind, preserver or defiler, he didn’t know. Then he saw the injuries on his leg. With a long sigh he wished they were gone. He went to replace the goods into the pouch but saw a green and white swirled ball in the pouch. “Hello? What could you be little guy?” He reached in and held it up in the light to inspect. “Looks like a plaything for children.” He put it down then replaced everything into the pouch, including his own money. Forgetting about the ball of clay he rolled over to stand up. His cut up legs touched the ball. He stood up and looked on the ground to find the flattened ball. Nothing. Then he felt it. The ball was flattening out and spreading up his leg! He reached down to stop it but couldn’t get his fingers on it to tear it off. Now panicking Mania was clawing at it. It covered both legs and his mid-drift…and still spreading! “Argh! Noooooo….” The material spread up and over his chin and arms. “Heck of a way to go…!” Then it covered him entirely. [/QUOTE]
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