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Kurzon the Gosric
Dax
Legacy Name: Dax
The Common Noktoa
Owner: PUNK
Age: 18 years, 6 months, 1 week
Born: September 17th, 2005
Adopted: 10 years, 4 days ago
Adopted: March 23rd, 2014
Statistics
- Level: 62
- Strength: 152
- Defense: 151
- Speed: 150
- Health: 150
- HP: 150/150
- Intelligence: 243
- Books Read: 240
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Lead Librarian
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Making spells was all Dax knew. He had led a pretty quiet life, minding his own business. He had a lot of valued clients, who regularly visited him for a new spell, and Dax enjoyed it immensely. Using new and different ingredients always gave him a thrill. Everything he knew, he had learned from Zara, a wise and gentle soul. Zara had spent many years teaching Dax the art of spell-making, and she was proud of her protege. After much persuasion from Dax, she had written a book, including all her spell recipes, listing all the different ingredients needed and the effects of each spell. It was strictly for his eyes only, that was the one condition Zara placed on the writing of the book.
A short while after she had presented Dax with the finished book, he had excitedly taken it, and a rather large picnic, to the lake near her house. Spending several hours devouring the contents, he had become drowsy and after a while, fallen asleep. Waking with a start, he found the book was missing. Frantic, he searched everywhere, but it was nowhere to be seen. As it became dark, he realised the book was gone, forever. Having to admit to Zara what had happened filled Dax with dread.
The meeting went worse than he had expected. Zara was neither forgiving nor willing to overlook the missing book. Dax knew then that his friendship with Zara was ruined, and his heart was heavy. No amount of apologizing was going to fix things. All Zara's secrets, her recipes, were now in the hands of someone else - and that made Zara feel sick with despair. Her life's work, which she had so generously shared with Dax, was gone.
Dax sat at his table, looking at his spell ingredients which were spread around the kitchen. Tears poured down his face. He asked himself, how could he have been so careless? Especially with something so unique, so priceless. It was irreplaceable - but what mattered more was losing the trust and friendship he had with Zara. If it wasn't for her, and her training all those years ago, Dax would never have become who he was today.
With his head in his hands, he wondered how he could fix this mess. But deep down he knew, whatever he tried - there would never be a spell to bring back Zara's friendship. Packing his spell ingredients in a crate, Dax knew he would never make another spell again, as long as he lived. What he would do now, he had no idea. But moving away seemed the right thing..starting anew, making a new life for himself...trying to live with the guilt. And hoping, one day, it would hurt a little less than it did today.
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Pet Treasure
Self-Taught Sorcery
Wooden Mortar and Pestle
Henbane
Angelica
Golden Seal
Fresh Mistletoe
Juniper
Chicory
Deadly Nightshade
Common Rue
Basil
Deaths Kiss
Belladonna
Cave Moss
Ginger Root
Wild Garlic
Gourd
Galerina
Deaths Cap
Destroying Angel
Amanitas
Gold Dust
Honeysuckle Oil
Dragon Blood
Doves Blood
Holy Water
Crocodile Tears
Pixie Dust
Baby Breath
Squid Ink
Fishliver Oil
Dragon Breath
Jar of Fairy Dust
Beetle Juice
Rainbow Essence
Miniature Rainbow Essence
Fox Fire
Foo Dog Fur
Fly Wings
Butterfly Wings
Elven Ear
Cow Tongue
Gryphon Heart
Green Dragon Scale
Deer Antler
Bear Claw
Boar Tusk
Angelic Feather
Birdwing
Cobra Fang
Cow Horns
Banshee Tongue
Beeswax Candle
Batwing
Demon Wing
Cats Eye
Elemental Candles
Acorn
Bark of Birch
Fossil
Amethyst Stone
Jade Bead
Dark Crystal Shard
Crystal Shard
Beryl
Amber
Coal
Cinnamon Incense
Cedar Incense
Black Sand
Frankincense
Desert Sand
Copper
Crypt Dust
Brimstone
Gargoyle Fragments