Happy Saturn’s Day
Rogue Wizard’s Journal January 4th, 2019
Well…no sooner than to I talk about the law of magical attraction, as in magical attracts magical, and I find myself in its embrace. Its cold, as an ice dragon’s breath, embrace. I swear to the powers that be, if my luck ever turns good, it will probably be my last day on earth. But perhaps I should start at the beginning.
I was feeling lonely and bored yesterday pacing around my apartment. I felt the sudden urge to just go get a value meal at the local hamburger pit and come back. A risk given all my enemies, but at this point I was just ready to say ‘fuck it’ and move into battle mode. I hopped into my black Dodge Journey and head down the road the few miles to said hamburger pit and walk in. I get in line and order. As I am waiting for my order to be fulfilled, I hear a soprano, sexy female voice behind me.
“Well, you look no worse for wear Edward, and your backside is still killer. Broad shoulders too, I knew somehow you were an ugly duckling when we were in school. You’re a sexy big man now. The grey hair and goatee are definitely distinguished and attractive. Gone is the skinny nerd boy.”
Yeah, my luck. I knew the voice even though I hadn’t heard it in probably thirty years. I turned around.
Lunette. My pixie fellow classmate from 1987. My teenage wet dream brought to life. Lunette – girlfriend, lover and eventual pain in my ass. She was older now and had lost that teenage prom queen look. More curvy like her mother had been. Sensual curves that made a man’s pulse race just looking at them.
“I work out. And you are just as lovely as you always were. Definitely better. No more innocent school girl look. Just a plan sultry MILF. Assuming you have had children and are a mother.”
Lunette laughed. She tell had those sparkling purple eyes and that perfect face. Her hair, whose natural color was pinkish purple, was to her shoulders and wavy with perfect styling She had sported a D cup as a senior in high school. I would say she had DD cups now the way her shirt was straining to keep them in place. She was dressed, in the cold of January, with what had to be yoga pants, nice heeled boots that came just short of the knee. A sporty winter jacket was open so I could see the white t-shirt under it. No purse as was her style. Just a hair bow, earrings and gloves. Everything some sort of shade of either purple or pink. Her black wings, butterfly like with pink trim, fluttered behind her.
Now, because she is for all practical purposes a master of illusion, what she looked like to others I could not guess. She was however not using her illusion power with me to disguise herself. I was seeing her as she was.
“We always could pull off that sexy banter flawlessly couldn’t we?”
“Yeah, the problem was never the sex or sexy parts, Lunette. It was the relationship.”
We both laughed this time.
In my mind I began to go over the more interesting points of our relationship. Let’s see, she and I had known each other since middle school. We maintained a kind of romantic relationship off and on through middle school. She was in a very real sense my first love. The problem of course with pixies is they have the sexual fidelity level of a goat. To them sex is just something you do for enjoyment and boy do they enjoy it. The other issue is a mage’s magical aura is like crack cocaine to a pixie. As Lunette’s mother informed me once – it’s gives a girl pixie super orgasms to make love to a human mage. Hell, even touching a mage and kissing him can be a thrill for a pixie.
On the flip side, the love-making process supercharges a mage’s power. This came in handy the one time I was stabbed with a magically poisoned knife. I could only use my own healing spells to fight it and they just were not strong enough. Lunette volunteered to make love to me while I cast the healing spells on myself. She herself had lost her wings (they were ripped off leaving bloody gashes) because of breaching pixie honor codes and I think she was in some senses trying to redeem herself. The result was I lost my virginity, had enough power to heal myself from the magical poison and Lunette’s wings grew back almost instantly. It was a moment etched in my brain like a branding iron on skin.
The guy behind the counter said my order number and I went over and got my food while keeping and eye on Lunette.
“Edward, can I sit with you and talk. You are not stupid, so I am going to guess you have figured out I am not just here to swap stories and sexy banter. You don’t mind if I just steal a few of your fries do you? I am watching my figure.”
“You and every red-blooded male within eye shot.”
She laughed again. We sat down in a corner booth as far as we could get from the busy area of the burger pit. I poured the fries out onto the tray and split some off pushing them toward Lunette. I dumped salt on mine and got to work on my burger.
“So…you wanted to talk…talk.”, I said between mouthfuls.
Lunette took up a fry and ate it. She then smiled.
“I guess I should catch up first. I am no longer with the Grove. El…I mean SHE kicked me out a little after she kicked you out. Said something about not trusting me.”
“Wow, go figure. Thanks for not mentioning her name.”
“Sarcasm noted. I read your file.”
“I have a file?”
“Well yes, we pixies may be a bunch of narcissistic, sex crazed layabouts but we do keep records of those in the magical world. Especially those with power. Your’s says that certain people should not be mentioned by name to you.”
“Wow. And I know nothing about you since we parted. You don’t even come to class reunions.”
“I know you got married, were a pastor for twenty years. Have three kids, four grand kids. You had a recent affair with member of your congregation, although I could find no evidence it was physically sexual. Sad that, the gossip would have been juicy.”
“I am sure the gossip is far more interesting than the reality. It’s still juicy enough.”
“Yes, it is. I know that you have had a crisis of faith and are no longer a Christian. You graduated with a third degree pending finishing your internship. You and your wife reconciled right before the divorce hearing. Then she was killed November 1st. I can confirm for you it was a necromancer that did it. The spell went astray somehow, I wish I could say how, but necromancy isn’t my thing. It might have been the Death Angels, but I couldn’t confirm that.”
“Well, you know enough about me. I still don’t know shit about you since I last saw you. Well, other than your curves have gotten even more dangerous. What happened to you since we last were together? ”
Lunette seemed to ponder this for a moment. Struggling with what to reveal.
“Well, I….”
Lunette never got to go forward with her thought as a bright flash appeared outside the window we were sitting at. I cast my shield around me and Lunette. Just in time too as a bolt of some sort of energy smashed through the window where we were and struck my shield pushing both of us out of our seats and sending us flying away from the blast. The shield absorbed most of our fall. I kept it up while standing to my feet. I looked over at Lunette who seemed irritated more than anything. Then she flashed a smile at me and shrank down to pixie size leaving her clothes in a pile on the floor. I saw her streak away like a bolt of light out the window. I jumped through after her. I kept my shield up and strengthened it by concentrating on it, keeping my left arm in a ‘L’, like I was holding an actual shield.
What I saw was Lunette doing her pin ball blast thing of one opponent to the next releasing powerful energy every time she hit one. It’s like being gut punched with a small electrical shock attached. I know; I had experienced it. Her opponents were an odd assortment of three. I could see a troll, a mage in black robes and another girl who seemed slight and pointy. Oh, yeah probably an elf. She was dressed in black too, but looked like a goth chick.
I didn’t waste time assessing the fashion sense of my opponents, as the black-robed one was pointing his arms at me. A burst of flames came from them and was absorbed by my shield. Powerful, but not powerful enough to get through my stuff. I just extended my right arm and let loose with my magical lightning from my finger tips. It struck all three of them. and the two mages instantly fell backwards. Magical lightning has the added effect of temporarily reducing the power of mages. The troll on the other hand came right for me. Fuck.
I did the only thing I could do at that point which was to shift to fire which instantly caused the Troll to scream and back away.
“Nasty fire. Grumn not like it.” It shrieked.
I didn’t care what Grumn liked. I am 6′ 5″ in the summer and this grey-skinned troll had me by a foot. I wasn’t going to go fist fight with it. Lunette was keeping the mages off-balance; so I dropped my shield and left fire loose with both hands. The troll ran away burning and screaming. The two mages, seeing the tables had been turned, took off after it. I was going to pursue but thought the better of it. They might have a fall back ambush point, friends or both. Lunette seemed to feel the same as she came streaking back toward me.
She hovered in front of my eyes. Shit. She wasn’t the prom queen girl anymore in every sense of the word. A full-fledged woman now with all the naked sexy woman curves on display in front of me. She smiled at me knowing what I was looking at, but she quickly gave me instructions.
“Edward, you need to know one thing now and I will try to contract you later with the rest. It isn’t safe here, you need to go home and get behind your wards. I will contract you there later. The thing you need to know is the Mages and Pixies are at war. Not a little local skirmish either, it’s a full-fledged, world-wide war. I have to go. See you later.”
With that she kissed the tip of my nose and turned and took off. She shook her ass at me like she used to when we were in high school as she flew away. That pixie woman was going to be trouble in more ways than I wanted to think about at that moment.
The Pixies and the Mages are in a world war. Well, shit.
That’s all for now. I am certain Lunette will contact me soon. As much as I don’t like it, I needed her right now. She truly the only magical ‘friend’ I have and the only source of information about what is going on in the world of magic as well. Shit. This isn’t going to go well is it?
The Rabyd Skald – Wandering Soul, Bard and Philosopher. The Grey Wayfarer.
Skaal!!!
Of course you are left to yourself as to which virtues make up your good life. For me the Nine Noble Virtues of Asatru form a good solid list and one that, regardless of who I meet and what religion they may or may not have, can be respected. The Havamal reminds us that the one thing that does not die is the judgement of the dead. The best way then to face death is to live life and live it fully.
The Grey Wayfarer 