Crunch: Magic: Tenser's Transformation

Named for the battle mage who first unleashed the spell in the Second Afridhi War:

Tenser’s Transformation

CL/Dr 6, MU 7

Range: 10’ per level

Duration: Special (see below)

Area of Effect: One or more Daughters of Uther (see below)

Kaldmont 27, 997 AC: No Cages, No Cure, No Rest

“Nobody will be making cinders of anybody else,” the Hierarch said, looking down at Aurora. “We fully realize the danger that your sister is in, and will do what we can to help, as we would for any of her kind. What of you? Do you require the same aid?”

Handmaidens of Petra: Chamber of the Guardians

“Justin, come away, unless you want to be spitted three ways from Soldain,” Brynne said.

He took a reluctant step back. The statues relaxed their guard, but did not stop watching him.

“Well, now we see what sidestepping the tests has cost us,” Justin said, crossing his arms as he stared down at Jasna.

Handmaidens of Petra: The Pool

“You’ve all kept this from the Baron? She could be--”

“She’s our friend!” Jasna spat. “It doesn’t matter what she ‘could be.’”

Justin glanced down at his hand. “Ixion’s fire, she bit me!” His grip tightened on the hilt, as he looked up at the girl.

Brynne’s hand closed over his wrist. Jasna stepped in front of Petra, her own hand resting on the hilt of the silvery blade at her hip.

Handmaidens of Petra: The Corridor of Knowledge, continued

The corridor split again, to the left and right, another speaking carving adorning the wall between the two halls. Justin sighed as the air began to thrum, tapping his foot as the voice spoke, the words a spidery tumble in his head. Silva’s gifts translated the verse:

Handmaidens of Petra: The Corridor of Knowledge

**XXII**

“She was here. Well… not… here, but…” Jasna scratched her head. The pain there was mostly gone. Had she dreamt it?

To her other side, Justin twirled a finger at his temple, and Brynne did her best not to laugh. Katarin merely scowled.

“Do you  hear Silva now?” Katarin asked. She bent down, taking Jasna’s chin in one hand. She held up three fingers in front of the girl. “How many fingers do you see?

“You’re going to see five of mine up close if you don’t let go of me. I’m fine!”

Kaldmont 27, 997AC: Rowena and Leansethar

Silva looked almost as shocked as the rest of my companions. Even still, we found ourselves going to one knee. All of us, that is, except Elder Ivonov.

“Impossible!” Ivonov snapped. “Rowena and Leansethar is a fairy story. They never really existed. Why… if they did, they would be…. thousands of years old by now. There are barely any dragons that old.”