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Chapter 1: The Weave The lady watched as a hole appeared in her realm and started to absorb as much magic as it could. Sighing, the lady waved a hand and the hole was gone with a scream of pain left in its wake by the intruder. Mystra, Goddess of the Weave, which is magic all over the world, sighed again at the latest attack at her realm.
"Who is this attacker? Why from that world? It has always been exceptionally low in magical power, but this attacker has far greater magical powers than any individual of that world."
Throwing her long black hair back over her shoulder, she started to walk back to her home to call in favours from a friend and an ally.
* * *
Mystra, dressed in a flowing robe of blue with her hair tied back with a dark blue ribbon, looked at the two people that she had called for. One was dressed in a light dress that left nothing to the imagination. Her white hair hung long and lose, just touching the floor. Her eyes were the colour of moonlight, and when she moved she moved with the grace of a dancer. Her beautiful face was the image of perfection as she waited for Mystra to share what she wanted with them.
The other guest was dressed in hunting leather and carried a scimitar on one hip. Her hair was long but only hung to the middle of her back and was the colour of amber. Her face was that of someone that spent many hours in the woods under the sun. Mystra sensed that they were waiting to start.
"Thank you for coming so soon," she said, pausing before starting again, "Lately my realm has been attacked by a person from one of the worlds that has little magic, and I have been unable to find out who."
The white hair beauty responded, "So why call us, Mystra? We have no influence on other worlds like you, so what is it that you want?"
Mystra sighed and replied, "I need someone that is both a mage and cleric combined, and you have these people in you service, Eilistraee. You, Mielikki, have the tracker I need for this as well"
Mielikki fingered the hilt of her sword as Mystra said this and replied, "Which tracker are you after? For all of my rangers are the best and will do as I say."
Eilistraee looked at Mystra and also said, "And most of my followers are both mage and cleric combined, so who did you want?"
A look of relief came over Mystra's face as she realised that they were willing to help. "I would like the help of ranger Do'Urden and lady Baenre for this task," she replied.
Eilistraee gave a sigh; "Baenre is very headstrong but will help. Do'Urden is still quiet after the death of his lover Catti-brie 30 years ago."
Mielikki nodded in a garment and said, "True, but he will do this for me. He will help all those in need; it is how he is. How do you plan on getting them to this place?" she said to Mystra, who was standing behind a desk waiting for their replies.
Mystra thanked them, then said, "Just give them this," she replied handing over two blue-green rocks that glowed with a light of strong magic.
"This will take them to this world, where a man will meet them and tell them what to do from there. Thank you again for this." After taking the rocks, both Eilistraee and Mielikki left to give their most faithful this new task, while secretly hoping that it will not be their last.
* * *
Mystra sat at her desk for a while before going to tell an old man that two new helpers would be arriving soon to fight against the Dark Lord and help the Lord of Light. She gave a light laugh as the thought of Do'Urden and Baenre on Earth and how Dumbledore will manage to handle them was beyond this goddess.
Chapter 1: The Weave The lady watched as a hole appeared in her realm and started to absorb as much magic as it could. Sighing, the lady waved a hand and the hole was gone with a scream of pain left in its wake by the intruder. Mystra, Goddess of the Weave, which is magic all over the world, sighed again at the latest attack at her realm.
"Who is this attacker? Why from that world? It has always been exceptionally low in magical power, but this attacker has far greater magical powers than any individual of that world."
Throwing her long black hair back over her shoulder, she started to walk back to her home to call in favours from a friend and an ally.
* * *
Mystra, dressed in a flowing robe of blue with her hair tied back with a dark blue ribbon, looked at the two people that she had called for. One was dressed in a light dress that left nothing to the imagination. Her white hair hung long and lose, just touching the floor. Her eyes were the colour of moonlight, and when she moved she moved with the grace of a dancer. Her beautiful face was the image of perfection as she waited for Mystra to share what she wanted with them.
The other guest was dressed in hunting leather and carried a scimitar on one hip. Her hair was long but only hung to the middle of her back and was the colour of amber. Her face was that of someone that spent many hours in the woods under the sun. Mystra sensed that they were waiting to start.
"Thank you for coming so soon," she said, pausing before starting again, "Lately my realm has been attacked by a person from one of the worlds that has little magic, and I have been unable to find out who."
The white hair beauty responded, "So why call us, Mystra? We have no influence on other worlds like you, so what is it that you want?"
Mystra sighed and replied, "I need someone that is both a mage and cleric combined, and you have these people in you service, Eilistraee. You, Mielikki, have the tracker I need for this as well"
Mielikki fingered the hilt of her sword as Mystra said this and replied, "Which tracker are you after? For all of my rangers are the best and will do as I say."
Eilistraee looked at Mystra and also said, "And most of my followers are both mage and cleric combined, so who did you want?"
A look of relief came over Mystra's face as she realised that they were willing to help. "I would like the help of ranger Do'Urden and lady Baenre for this task," she replied.
Eilistraee gave a sigh; "Baenre is very headstrong but will help. Do'Urden is still quiet after the death of his lover Catti-brie 30 years ago."
Mielikki nodded in a garment and said, "True, but he will do this for me. He will help all those in need; it is how he is. How do you plan on getting them to this place?" she said to Mystra, who was standing behind a desk waiting for their replies.
Mystra thanked them, then said, "Just give them this," she replied handing over two blue-green rocks that glowed with a light of strong magic.
"This will take them to this world, where a man will meet them and tell them what to do from there. Thank you again for this." After taking the rocks, both Eilistraee and Mielikki left to give their most faithful this new task, while secretly hoping that it will not be their last.
* * *
Mystra sat at her desk for a while before going to tell an old man that two new helpers would be arriving soon to fight against the Dark Lord and help the Lord of Light. She gave a light laugh as the thought of Do'Urden and Baenre on Earth and how Dumbledore will manage to handle them was beyond this goddess.