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Message: <blockquote data-quote="TheYeti1775" data-source="post: 2618462" data-attributes="member: 20914">As I'm in a very good mood today.  End of year done and all that, and a pay raise to boot.  Figured maybe this would unblock Funeris as well.----------------------RY138 Mord 22nd  - The DaggerThrowing more arcane powder into the fire, it’s intensity growing into a white hot flame, the young mage pulled the black dagger from it’s sheath.  Feeling its bone handle shaping itself to his hand, he knew the magic was working its way to it even now ‘almost as if it wants more power’, thinking to himself.  Silently praying to whoever listened that he had translated the Dwem text correctly, and the enchantments would take as intended.As he started the incantations, he could see sparks from the powdered fire drifting with increasing speed to the blade just as the text described.  His confidence boosted the tempo of his chanting increasing, the arcane energy pulling from his body into the blade.  As the words of permanency started from his lips, an unexpected flash occurred.  Trying he couldn’t control his chanting sealing the power within the dagger, it compelled the young mage to finish, more of his life energy drained away.  Just as the words finished, he swore he saw something else enter the dagger.  Exhausted collapsing in a heap at the side of the forge, the mage knew only darkness.----------------Feeling thick hand on his shoulder, “Master Burne are you ok?”Feeling as though he had spent the night carousing with his friends going to every tavern in Realm.  “What happened?  I feel like I drank Druven Fire Whiskey last night.”“I don’t rightly know, I came in this morning and the forge was near out.  You were collapsed on the floor, here that dagger of your laying on…”“The dagger,” exclaimed the mage, standing quickly and regretting it instantly as he steady himself on the workbench.Examining it he could see the runes etched to the blade as they should be, but the handle had runes not of his design.  What happened last night? Where did these other runes come from? The questions running through his mind urging caution, but heedless he could feel the blade begging to be picked up by him..  As his hand closed around the hilt, a myriad of images flashed through his mind.  He could feel his senses sharpening looking for something, but not knowing what it was.  Then a feminine voice in his head, asking who he was and where was she,.  Not know what to say, Magnus quickly sheathed the dagger ignoring it’s protests.“Sieb, thank you for the use of your forge and as promised your payment lies in that chest there.”  Watching the older man reaching into the chest with almost childish glee, pulling forth a blacksmith’s hammer that gleamed in the torchlight, reflecting the light off its silver and mithril streaks. “It’s beautiful, Magnus.  I don’t know where you found it, but you can use my forge anytime you wish.”“Take care of it Sieb, my friends and I may have need of your services with it soon enough.  And my friend knowing you can be trusted is enough a reward for me.”  Clasping the smith’s meaty hand, “Good fortune to you my friend.  I don’t know when I will be able to return as today my friends and I leave for Lyndofare, for it is under siege again.”Lyndofare I know that name.What are you doing in my mind?Your mind? You’re the one that put me in this thing.I did no such thing…You spoke the words of binding.No…Yes you did, though you almost faltered destroying us both.  You did manage it before your collapse.Who are you?I could ask the same of you, but I already know your name is ‘Master Magnus Burne’, the smith answered that one for me.  You may call me Pydia.What were you before the binding, Pydia?Well I was a ghost, I had died in battle several heks ago while traveling the weedsea.  Apparently my soul could not be accepted by the planes anymore.Not accepted?Yes, some members of my order can not travel the planes.  It happens over time, most don’t notice until after our death.  And as you have seen we are drawn to the creation of magical items.Did you alter my dagger’s purpose?No, I’m very sympathetic to your purpose for it.  And I plan on helping you as well…..</blockquote>

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