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Shield of Namarr is a sword-and-sorcerer type fantasy WIP, set in a kingdom that suffers from magically-created, vicious creatures. Three friends have gone to a mage’s house to purchase a potion, and while the mage is cooking it, a fawn statue carries in a tray of refreshments. Shan has the last line: “How do you think…”
The mage appeared around the corner again, carrying three small vials tucked like a fan between the left-hand fingers. “One for you, and you, and you–but eat something first, the potion makes an empty stomach a bit queasy.”
Something hissed loudly from down the hallway.
“I’ll be back in a moment,” The mage strolled away, humming, hands tangled in the floor-sweeping black robe.
The hissing sound grew louder, but the Stonespeller didn’t seem concerned, ambling around the corner, the little song trailing off down the hallway. Suddenly, the hissing noise and the humming plunged into silence.
Reagan pulled a grape and then another off the stem, making a neat line on the plate, ““Do you think everything’s okay?”
“I’m sure its fine,” Shan said, “Eat.”
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Originally, Shield of Namarr was intended to be a very short snippet, but some things I wrote at the end raised some questions–which led to more story. I’m currently working on some world-building and character development so I can figure out where the story goes next.
Shan, Auber, and Reagan visit a Stonespeller, a mage who works mostly in animated stone, to buy a potion that will help them recover a lost stone, the Shield of Namarr, which powers a shield that keeps magically-created, dangerous creatures from entering the city they live in. Failure to return the Shield quickly will have deadly consequences for their friend, Jamie, whose life-force is currently powering the shield-spell.