The Search for Reason
 

 
The music of awakened Solitude, is like the dance of falling leaves; the sound of silence carried by the tinkling of bells a thousand miles away.
 
 
  Blogger Silenus Pathos ^dante
 
 
Saturday, May 11, 2002
 
After a long night of hard fought battles, I returned home, in the knowledge that the world is safe once again from the clutches of Doctor Quilto and the tentacles of his evil towers. The AD&D campaign has been spectacular. And my friends drove me back at slightly over 5 in the morning. I walked up to my place, thinking of new ways of using my new pebbles to boulders spell. As I rummaged through my bag, looking for my two sets of keys, one for my new door and one for my old metal gate, I was feeling pretty proud of what I did today. Why the two sets of key? During the renovation, they only had time to change the wooden door. The old metal gate has not been replaced.

At this point in time, I discovered that I only brought the keys to my gate.

I searched through my spell book looking for an adequate spell. And I realized that I would need to rest in order to memorize my knock spell. Lacking fireball or the companionship of my tiger-orc, I am not going to bash the door down, even if my stoneskin is intact. My dad being a 20th level fighter and 25th level wizard, will be really pissed if I even scratch the door. For the same reason, my tiger-orc bought himself a scratching post instead of using furniture in my house. And be reminded, my dad is no illusionist, he has really potent fireballs and authentic meteor storms. And calling home to wake them up is not going to work. My mum is pretty high level too. Being a 25th level cleric, her withering touch hurts big time.

I could have cast a sleep spell on myself and faint outside the door, if I had memorised it. Or technically, if tiger-orc is here, I could convince him that it was sheep-god who wanted him to bash down the door. Do not be mistaken, I do not sacrifice my NPCs unnecessarily, in fact, I value my NPCs greatly. I do not dehumanize them, I attribute to them feelings and rights of normal human beings. As such, I would have gladly sacrificed Porkfloss in the place of my tiger-orc. Since both are missing, I guess I will just wait at the void deck till my parents wake up.

The price of being a heroic gnome illusionist....

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