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An old tail (oops - tale) is told...

10/27/2020

As Dewin walked down the trail in the Woods looking for the Dragon, he realized soon it would be Samhain (pronounced 'SAH-win'). The day celebrated as the end of light going into the shadows and the opportunity for great magicks. For it was on October 31st that the magic of the Ether spilled into all other realms. "How I would wait for that day each year to try a new conjuring," he remembered. "But, now that I am in a Realm of magic, I had nearly forgotten how important that day was to me."

As he continued down the trail, deep in his thoughts of the various Samhain celebrations, he nearly bumped into Passporte'. They both were traveling (in opposite directions and but with the same purpose) as Dewin was daydreaming about the past while Passporte' was trying to walk and write in his journal at the same time. After all - time wasn't meant to be wasted for this time traveler. He wanted to capture his thoughts while they were still fresh in his mind about his newest adventure, looking for a Wish Dragon.

Startled out of their distractions, it was Dewin who spoke first. "What brings you out today Passporte'? You found something new to add to your journal?"

"Oh, hi Dewin. Yes, I have recently heard rumors about a Dragon being seen in the woods and decided I would go out and see if I could find it. What brings you out?" asked Passporte'.

Not wanting to tell the adventurer that he too was looking for the Dragon (for reasons he knew Passporte' would not approve of...), Dewin told him the first thing that came to his mind. "I was remembering about the old holiday I used to wait for each year called Samhain (also now know as All Hallows Eve or Halloween). You probably have never heard of it."

"Actually I have," answered Passporte'. His answer surprised Dewin so much, it took a minute before he realized that Passporte' was rummaging through his satchel, looking for a small scroll. "Here it is!" he exclaimed. "I once heard a story from Scarlet, the Nytemare's farrier, about this special time and how magick ran amok that night... Would you like to read it?" Passporte' asked Dewin.

Would you also like to read the tail (oops - did it again - I meant the tale) of the Nytemares and Halloween?

Click on the Nytemare to read the tale

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And another joins in the search...

10/20/2020

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The signs are all here. The planets and the stars are in alignment. The word was coming in both from the Mushroom Line and the Twitter network to be on the watch for it. Even the Spite has said that she felt a change in the air. He almost felt he should mark his calendar as it was the first time the Spite had not been contrary since that first day he came to the Realms and the Spite had started following him.

Usually the Spite would point out to him why an idea of his would not work. “I would think she was just trying to get me out of the cave, but since she goes out when she wants, there must be something else going on,” thought Dewin. “If I could only believe that the Wish Dragons are back!”

And so, Dewin decided that today was the day to leave the cave and begin the search. He had taken care of the one problem needing his attention earlier that morning and now he was free to start. As he was packing he realized he still didn't know exactly where to begin.

He knew that by using his Zodiak cards and consulting his charts, the Dragon would be ‘seeking the air’ (see earlier post). “That could mean he is either near the Cave of Winds or getting ready to jump off of a mountain top,” Dewin muttered to himself. “That is the problem with deviation… never knowing for sure anything – just estimated guesses.”

It was then when he realized that maybe he had another option. It was old (really old) and had a small crack in it, but maybe if the Dragon was within its range it could help him narrow down the places he would need to search.

Reaching into a pocket, he withdrew a round glass ball. The crystal ball was one of the few things (besides his journal book) that he been able to hang on to when he was transported to the Realms by the wish of a Dragon. It was temperamental and did not always work, and sometimes when it did he would get strange pictures of a family lost somewhere in outer space that never seemed to find their way back home, but when it did work – it was a most useful tool. Whispering the incantation that would awaken the crystal, he held it out in his hands and started pointing it in four different directions. First south, then north, next west, and finally east.

East it was for when Dewin pointed the ball in that direction a glow started inside of the crystal and the beginnings of an image of a Dragon’s head slowly appeared!

“If this keeps working, I should find the Dragon and be back to the cave before dinner,” smiled Dewin. What Dewin did not know was that he had only asked to see the Dragon. He might have needed to ask just a little more for he did not know about The CAT…

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A Wizard's Past... how the heck did I get here?

10/6/2020

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Dewin gazed into his crystal ball, searching for a clue to where this young Dragon he has been hearing about may be. Whispering to himself, "It has been such a long time since I have seen a Dragon." He then slightly shook his head, realizing that lately he had started talking to himself. "But as long as I don't answer myself then I am okay" he chuckled.

As Dewin continued to stare into the crystal ball, he remembered the last time he had seen a Wish Dragon. The memory flashed quickly across his mind as did the anger too.

It had been when the Dragon had transported him from his world to this unknown realm. Before that day, Dewin had never seen a Dragon though he had heard about them from the stories told by Myrddin.

Dewin had been visiting a small village that fateful day. While he was walking through the village, the sky darkened and the ground began to rumble. As the buildings started to shake, Dewin threw up his arms trying to cast a protection spell as he was thrown to the ground. The next thing he knew, the sky was clear and the scenery had changed. Even as he was in the same village, everything else had changed. The trees and the foliage all now glowed and shimmered like they hadn't before. The magic that was usually difficult to feel now also felt stronger - more available. It seemed the village was not where it had been the day before.

It took several days before Dewin found out what had happened. A Wish Dragon apparently had landed on the mountain top overlooking the village. This caused the mountain to crumble sending chaos and rubble towards the sleepy village below. The Dragon didn't think but just 'wished' the entire village some place safe and out of harm's way. All it took was for the Dragon to "wish" for no place like home... and here they were in the realm of where Dragon's lived.

(If you have not heard about this story of the disappearing village -
click here to see how it has been told by another...)

So it has now been many years that Dewin has lived with the Fae of the realms trying to return home. It was when he finally discovered the story of the Dragon Clan and how they failed their duty to the Wish Dragons, causing all Dragons to disappear, that explained what it was that kept him from returning home. He needed a Wish Dragon to reverse the wish that had brought him to the Realm of Wymsy and now all the dragons were gone!

Until now! It seems recently one has been sighted or actually it was because of a conversation he had with an ancient troll where Dewin was told of signs that a young Dragon had returned to the realms. "I must find this Dragon first! I'll convince it to reverse the spell. It is the only way I can get home," Dewin muttered. Again realizing that he was talking to himself, he decided that again it was alright. "I am still not answering myself," he thought.

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An old tail (oops - tale) is told...

And another joins in the search...

A Wizard's Past... how the heck did I get here?

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