Shimmering History

Chronicles of Wilhelm, 7th Desnus, 511 S.A. (I think)

I had waited patiently for the scouting party to return. They were to locate the orc camp and give us a rough idea of which direction they might assault the town of Imam. I chose instead to sit in this room with the Baron. Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure he is a nice guy once you get to know him. He met my attempts at conversation with short, military-like answers. All I’m trying to do is kill time.

Ahhh, time… there’s that word again… I am still trying to understand the concept of “different timelines” and “anchoring” and “rewind”. Why would someone want to wind something over again? My head hurt as I attempted to explain the situation to Ed, the fighter. The best I could come up with is “Trust me. I’m from the future.” But, I digress.

Ed returned with the scouting party and explained the orcs will come from the east or northeast. They are being led by a wizard in a blue robe. The robe indicated he might be one of the temporal mages bent on the destruction of Imam. We decided to bolster our fortifications and camp out over night. We also sent another scout group to seek high ground and alert us of the orc’s march. Ed and I followed the scout group and hid at a nice location which could see well off to the north as well as the south.

Hours later, the orcs came. We remained hidden as they marched by. From our vantage point, Ed and I could tell Imam was well defended. Before long, the fortifications beat back the Orcs.

I closed my eyes to blink. I swear that is all I did was blink. When my eyes opened again, at that split moment, I find myself with the baron again. Ed entered the room, clueless that we were at battle just the night before (or soon to be, depending on your perspective). “Trust me. I’m from the future!” I led Ed to Tenzin who had the temporal staff. We needed to “fix” is timeline with the staff. Barely understanding temporal magic myself, I asked Tenzin to make the staff do that thing so Ed gets anchored. We argued about the semantic differences between “anchored” and “fixed” but the end result was the same. The next time the temporal mage rewinds time, Ed and I will remember what happened.

We scout again. We hid again. We should win again. The orcs came, but this time from a different direction. We remained hidden as they marched on. From our vantage point, Ed and I could tell Imam is not fairing so well. Before long, the fortifications might fall to the orcs. Another difference this time around, within the ranks, the temporal mage stood proudly “enlarging” the orcs. Ed shot an arrow and struck the mage squarely, then rushed in to attack! I stood panicked for a bit, but then realized I have spells! I began to fling magic darts at the mage. If we can finish him off, the orcs wouldn’t stand a chance.

Ed and the temporal mage exchanged blows. My darts became more and more of a nuisance. Soon, the mage looked bloodied. Ed was getting assaulted on all fronts by the orcs who defended the temporal mage. It was not looking pretty. Then, I noticed the temporal mage reach for an amulet, the same amulet pictured in my history book! The amulet is key to our victory, I am sure of it. Trust me. I’m from the future!

But, before Ed could kill or be killed, the mage opened the amulet and moved some parts inside. I blinked. I found myself with with baron again. Except, all was not the same. Both Ed and I were winded and severely wounded. This latest “rewind” event caused us quite a bit of fatigue. That shouldn’t be…

Hmmmm…. The temporal mage adjusted the battle plan according to our previous encounter. He remembered what happened before the rewind and changed tactics. I was also hoping the temporal mage would be as wounded and exhausted as we were with this last rewind. We decided to try an assassination. Surely the temporal mage will try a different tact with the orc army again, unexpectedly. If we can get that amulet before the orcs strike and before the mage enables it again…

We didn’t have much to go on and figured we should head back to the orc encampment. Luckily, some clues to the temporal mage met us in the form of assassins! Somehow, we got the jump on them instead of them on us. With my dashing charisma and tip of my hat, I was able to charm one of the assassins. With the assassin’s aid, we dispursed the rest of the their kill party. We kept the charmed enemy shackled for further questioning.

The day of the invasion, again

Ed and Zuriel, having returned from the Orc camp the day before the invasion went to inform the Baron of the upcoming attack. Confident in his defenses, the Baron commits more guards to defense and waves off the attack.

Wilhelm, after informing Ed to “Trust me, i’m from the future”, were more concerned with the attack made some early preparations. Watching the battle unfold the next day it was clear that the Baron’s defenses would indeed hold. That is until…

They found themselves again standing outside of the Baron’s office.

Chronicles of Wilhelm, 4th Desnus, 589 S.A.

Keelig and I spent a morning pouring over the books we recovered from the Temporal Mage Guild. I was also able to cipher one of the scrolls we found, acquiring the temporal spell of Rewind. I can already think of four uses for that spell. I cannot wait to try it out.

Keelig grabbed my attention. He found an entry of interest in one of the books. The article described the city of Imam as of 511 SA. Keelig had never heard of the location. I knew of the town, but had never visited it myself. It is (was?) a trading town and was also know for stave crafting for, you know, supplemental income. I hope one day to wield a staff. I’d look all-powerful and awe-inspiring…and old… On second thought, the look of a dusty old mage could wait a few years…

But, I digress. The entry described a grand assault on Imam by a tribe of Orcs. The town was almost obliterated when, wait, what’s this? …was almost obliterated when Tenzin, Wilhelm, Rowan, and Keelig arrived in 511 SA and saved the city! Inserted at the end of the article was a drawing of us. In the image, Tenzin was displaying a pocket watch! A gnome would had exploded in glee had it been there! Below the image: a caption. “In gratitude, the City of Imam bestowed on the party of adventurers (pictured left to right: Wilhelm, Tenzin, Keelig, Rowan) a watch.”

511 SA… Great scott! The time is now 589 SA! What wizardry is this?

I reached for my Book of Practical Magic, which was laying out strewn among the other books open for study, bit I couldn’t find it… MY book… MY BOOK… Where’s my book!?

I ran to Keelig in a panic. He accidentally elbowed me in the gut as I approached. At least, I think it was an accident. He was deep in conversation with one of the cityfolk of Dirac. We stood in a historical tomb and Keelig would be remiss if he did not know every facet of its creation.

Frustrated, I cast Message towards my other colleagues, Rowan and Tenzin, who were nowhere to be found.

“Where’s my book?” I whisper in the minds of Rowan and Tenzin.

In a hushed whisper, Tenzin responded “I don’t know how to respond…”

I’ll have to teach him that trick some day.

No response from Rowan. If there is anybody I do not understand in this group, it would be her. Her motivations are far from clear.

A glint caught my eye over at my book stash on the other side of the room. I rushed back over there and scan my surroundings. I then began to count my books as I stuffed them back into my Handy Haversack. My mood certainly soured as I lamented the disappearance of my Book of Practical Magic.

As I mumbled unpleasentries to myself, I glanced back at Keelig. Behind him was an open window with a person dangling upside down, arm outreached into Keelig’s stack of historical tomes. The lady snatched a book, looked up and caught my eye. She smiled and winked and then disappeared outside again. Rowan…

As I was too busy seething and didn’t catch the how and why, but Tenzin returned from the depths of the tomb with newly resurrected ######. I think Tenzin said ##### was fixed?

Rowan appeared and returned my book. Next time she would be wise to use my book loan system. It is not too difficult to trade one of my cards to borrow a book for a predetermined short amount of minuscule time as predetermined and determined and thusly so by Wilhelm, illustrious caster and future chronicler of the world!

No time to argue. ##### gave us information regarding Imam, and so we prepared to set off. Tenzin, Keelig and I debated what could have happened in Imam, past and present. We then theorized about time travel, disrupting the flow of magic, the jumping of planes and remembering to carry the ones.

Before we went, I approached Keelig with my reservations of Rowan. That was when Tenzin reminded us we only had two horses. While I am accustomed to walking miles, I could not keep the pace of a steed. And look who showed up with two horses… Rowan.

Chronicles of Wilhelm (date TBD)

Today, my application into the guild was resolved. The guild no longer exists. I awoke to find the guild in ruins. Not sure how I slept through its destruction just down the road. The ruins lay in a series of craters. No doubt, a magical stone rain was cast with the guild as its target. Many of the structures were unstable. All was not lost, however. With the help of a monk who called himself Tenzin, we were able to retrieve some of the guild’s library of tomes.

Treatise on The Truth of Magic
Practical Magic (note: a common book, all casters study it, but this book was unique. more later.)
Arcane Fusion
The Travels of Tenser
Viewing the Universe Outside the Nutshell
2 Scrolls of temporal magic

A series of strange events stopped me from studying the materials found. Books in hand, I approached Tenzin and his dwarven colleague, Keelig Stonehammer. A stranger came to their aid as well. I think her name was Rowan Gray. They were pulling people from the rubble. Those under the wreck were not the same mages I remembered inhabiting the guild. Were they even mages at all? Sadly, there were only a few survivors.

I attempted to return the books to my room FOR SAFE KEEPING. When, behold! In the street, a mage from the guild! He wore the traditional blue robe. But, all was not as it seemed…

He turned to attack me! I ran to protect the books while Rowan Gray let loose her fury by way of bow and arrow. The monk then literally flew into action and grappled the mage to the ground…

I attempted to return the books to my room FOR SAFE KEEPING. When, behold! The dwarf and ranger tended to the wounded in the middle of the street! I approached to help. The monk surprised us all, sneaky monk. He fell right on top of Keelig Stonehammer and dented his armor. Tenzin pointed up and said “Attack him! He’s up there!” I looked to the top of the building…

I attempted to return the books to my room FOR SAFE KEEPING. When, behold! Tenzin raised the staff he originally pointed at me. I turned around to see Rowan Gray taking aim at a guild mage with her bow and arrow. The mage revealed himself as Hasbro, a temporal mage set on destroying the other schools of magic!

We made quick work of the mage. But, now I am left with more questions than answers. My book of Practical Magic does not match the one found at the guild ruins. The school of Enchantment was scantly mentioned in the guild’s book. Why destroy the other schools? Tenzin’s staff seems to stop the temporal magic somehow. How did he acquire it? How does he know more about the temporal mages than I do? The dwarf seems to have a strange talent. Maybe all this talk of time-shifting has me befuddled, but I swear I saw him mold stone while he was rescuing those in the ruined guild. And the ranger clearly did not like Hasbro. She was intent on ending him fast. Would she be out to off me if she found out I was looking to apprentice at the guild?

Hmmm… I’m the aspiring chronicler… and I have no idea what fey is going on.

Beginnings and Endings

Tenzin, having set out to seek balance and inner peace, had an interesting encounter with a strange blue-cloaked mage. He claimed to be a Temporal mage, who having grown tired of hunting mages for years has decided to cease his running and await his fate. He gave his staff to Tenzin and cast upon him a Temporal Anchor spell, whose effects were not quite clear. After which he returned to meditation by the frozen lake.

Tenzin, contemplating all that the mage had told him set out to Dirac where this wizard mentioned it had all began. Following a company of Dwarves southward the company shrank in size from 30 to 8 by the end of the trip.

In Dirac, encountering the smoldering ruins of the mage’s guild some quick work rescued a few of the survivors with help from Wilhelm, Keelig, and Rowin. At the end of the rescue they encountered Hasbro killing the survivors. After an interesting temporal fight Tenzin realized the key to stopping the mage’s power was the staff given to him. Acting quickly to Anchor his new found compatriots Hasbro’s efforts were frustrated and he was finally brought down by arrow and force bolts.

When sifting through the ruins of the mage’s guild, an interesting book titled “Practical Magic” seemed to be at odds with history. After some research and with their newfound memories of their true timelines the party quickly discovered the temporal mage’s schemes.


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