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I am not Leigh "Danny" Avidan, nor do I truly claim to be, I'm just a fan.
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Pay No Attention to the Wizard in the Bushes
Stories of the wizard were common knowledge throughout most of the kingdoms, but in Rerbum - especially when you were as well versed in mythos and lore as the king - they held the greatest prominence. Anyone who wanted anything came to him. In theory, at least; too many lacked the courage to actually brave the journey and as far as Gavin understood it, those who did were far and few between.
That did not, however, stop the king; he’d been on his own for far too long for comfort and he had things to ask for he was very nearly willing to give up the whole kingdom for and if, he figured, anyone was going to help him, it was the wizard.
Having left his horse tethered up some twenty yards down the slope, he made the rest of the trek on foot up the rocky side of the mountain to where, if he was correct, the wizard resided. And he was only proven right. Clearing his throat, Gavin straightened his posture, smoothing out the front of his shirt and trying to present himself with the most humble disposition he could muster up.
“Depends – are you Daniel Y. Sexbang? The, uh— the wizard?”
A good seven out of ten times someone had climbed these mountains in search for the Wizard King, they sought tutelage, and desired nothing but power. He despised the greed and darkness in the hearts of those who wished only to conquer– it was one of many reasons he found himself secluded from the rest of the world. This man was more difficult to read. That could have been a good thing, but it could be bad too. It would be best to learn more about the stranger.
His dark eyes size up the king who had clearly traveled far in search of the wizard. The rare occurrence that someone dared to seek him out did not mean they were instantly rewarded with whatever they wanted. Only those whom he deemed worthy were rewarded what they sought out. Whether or not this young man was worthy was still in question.
“Am I the wizard? No. I’m one of his aides, with whom do I have the pleasure of speaking with?”
It was a blatant lie, but the wizard didn’t like unwelcome guests a lot of the time– especially if their goals were much less than pure. The Wizard leaned on his staff, and tried to remember the last time someone had tried to get something from him. As he remembered it was a mad man who wanted to control all he saw, and wanted to use the Wizard’s powers to do it. Was this man anything like him?
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