Laszec (9 year, potential appretice): "
Master, when will you start teaching me magic? That
Sophia, she can do magic. Really! She's a real evil witch, that one!"
Wolfhard of Karatur ex Jerbiton (30 years, princeps): "
She is only
learning to use herbs from that old woman in the village. That's no magic
and she is no witch. And you better first learn how to read and write
before you learn any magic!"
Laszec: "
Jakob (the librarian who teaches Latin and writing) say, my writing is
much better then yo... err... I mean, better then Varius'. And that Sophia
is a witch, really. She's made my milk turn sour. Again!"
Wolfhard: "
Get a new cup and let me eat in peace!"
Sophia (11 years, apprenticed to a cunning woman): "
Laszec,
shut your mouth. You know how I think about gossip."
Laszec: "
...and she can summon faeries!"
Natalia (autokrat, Sophia's mother) pulls each of the children by one ear out of the room.
Wolfhard drops his cup, stand up, turns around and asks with
percievable horror:
"
She can summon WHAT...?"
The group found something that could have been an active Hermes' Portal.
Wolfhard of Karatur ex Jerbiton:
Do we have something we don't need,
that we could throw in there? A torch, a stone or something...
Natalia (autokrat):
...like a Criamon-Magus...?
Trebor ex Criamon makes a face and walks through the portal...
Yes, he survived - completely unharmed,
if you can say that about a Criamon magus.
Wolfhard von Karatur ex Jerbiton: Kobold, sag mir Deinen Namen!
Kobold: Ich hab keinen Namen. Gib mir doch einen.
Wolfhard von Karatur ex Jerbiton: Ich nenn ihn Heinz.
Adular ex Bjornaer und Natalia (Autokrat des Bundes) im Chor: Heinz L. Mann.
Varius ex Misc:
Does any of you know the "Call to Slumber"
Trebor ex Criamon:
No, thanks, I sleep well without it.
ARGH! Criamon!
And then there was this Bjornaer magus, Heartbeast: tiger. Marcus de Ganelon, Lord of the Templers, says to him:
"You will never have her!" (he was refering to Jerusalem).
Next thing Marcus later remembers is that 900 pounds of yellow and black fur,
claws and teeth land on him and litterally try to bite their way though him.
The Bjornaer had assumed that Marcus was refering to another
Bjornaer maga named Abadwa, for whom both men had romantic feelings.
Known as "The Jerusalem incident"
Sanfte Berührung, Genesung des befleckten Leibes, Heilung des durchtrennten Gliedes, Zauber der
vollkommenen Erquickung... Sagt mal, was für ein Spiel ist das?
Ein Ars Magica-Neuling beim Studium der Creo Corpus-Zauber.
Danach wurden die Kommentare dann richtig schlüpfrig...
Life will be a lot simpler if your defenses aren't so obvious to mundane
eyes. An illusion to make your castle look ruined and abandoned would do,
but that'll need a few more rooks of Vis.
Peasant One: Oy, Cedric, there be a brand-new ruined castle in that there valley, there do.
Peasant Two: 'baint so, you 'as to 'av a proper castle before it be ruined, and weren't never a castle there afore.
Peasant One: Oi'm telling yer, it's there, I saw it with me own eyes Oi did.
Peasant Two: Mebbe we never noticed it afore, which is kind of funny seeing as how we'm been living here since
before the conquest. Still, dressed stone could be useful, loike. Let's get the lads to go dismantle a bit for the new
church.
Peasant One: Oi tried to go see what I could pinch and Oi couldn't get near it without coming all over queer loike.
Peasant Two: Aarh... must be witchcraft then.... fetch the pitchforks and torches lads, we'm got a mob to raise.
Lucy Hewitt
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