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Malachi Rench- Ch. 1 “A Simple Mistake” 17 Sept 07

“Damn that old crone and damn my moment of foolishness,” Malachi Rench thought to himself as he stood on the up most balcony of his stone tower. “If only I’d been more careful…well too late now. No point in crying about dyeing.” Some time ago, Archmage Rench had fallen prey to a cunning spell cast upon him by an Old Swamp witch named “Brulian the Tainted.” He’d gone to her seeking a piece of an ancient legendary incantation. After speaking with her for only a few minutes, Malachi declared aloud, that she was little more than a dusty, crazy old bat with about as much magic as a chamber pot. The stories about her powers had to be ridiculously exaggerated.

Unfortunately for him, he had done something that he had never done before, not insulting someone, because he does that quite regularly but he underestimated the aged witch. When he turned to leave her run down swamp shack, she began what seemed to him to be a nonsense incantation. Rench was quite surprised to discover once she had finished the spell, that it was actually a powerful killing curse of some kind. He raised his magical shields reflexively just in time to spare his life.

In his outrage, Archmage Rench retaliated upon the witch with a spell of such ferocity, that it obliterated all signs of her and anything behind her for a quarter mile. That was when he noticed the first symptom of the dark magic the newly obliterated witch had somehow inflicted upon him. A sudden spasm in his chest brought on a short coughing fit. When he removed his gloved hand from his mouth, he noted the presence of slick wet lung blood on his palm.

Teleporting himself back to his “Tower of Power” as he sometimes jokingly called his black stone castle tower home, Malachi began a series of tests on himself to discover exactly what the old b***h had done to him. After pouring through his expansive library twice and several days of intense testing, Rench discovered that he was victim to an unknown killing enchantment that was slowly eating away at his body. By his reasoning, he had but a year and a day to find a cure.

None of the usual disenchantments that the Archmage tried served any use, so he moved on to some of the more impressive, complicated and expensive spells in his collection. One after the other failed. Beginning to feel a little worried that he may not be able to escape death so easily this time as he had done countless other times, Malachi asked an old companion of his for aid.

The great wizard Elmister was of course ridiculously busy but he could always spare a moment for Archmage Rench. After consulting several Tomes within Elmisters library, the Legendary Wizard suggested one of the simplest potions to make but requiring several incredibly obscure Ingredients. Pouring over the list Rench noted each component,” Basilisk tongue, ect. ect. Medusa Hair serpent blah blah blah. What the hell? Eye of newt. Who the hell uses eye of newt these days?”

To be Continued?