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A Brush with Set - by Crys
Part I: The Distress Call
It was dark. The moon of Lunitari was shining its crimson light
onto the ground. I felt it was a time of bad omen. Day of the moon
indeed. I looked towards my bed that beckoned me. It has been a
boring day.
'Crys.....Crys.....' I awoke with a start. That cry, it was a
cry for help. A distress signal. It came from a friend, Curmudgean.
I called out to him with my mental powers. It was a scream of death.
Set! Set has claimed another victim.
A cold chill ran down my spine. Set! The god of death. Composing
myself I called sent a mental distress signal to Blurrking. Blurrking
had already known of the tragedy and was ready to lead a rescue
party to Set. Gathering my equipment, I rushed to the temple Altar.
It was nearly four hours before we reached the ledge. Standing
at the mouth of the cave, I turned to look at Blurrking. He wore
a look of fearsome determination. Death meant little to this valiant
ranger. Curmudgean looked awful though. I knelt beside him and started
to transfer my life force to him. It took nearly an hour before
Curmudgean was fully restored. However, I slumped onto the ground
with exhaustion. Weakly, I uttered the magical words of power 'Complete
Healing'. Fully rejuvenated, I jumped up and was ready to go.
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