Gender: Male Age: 53 Location: Las Vegas, Nv
The city was busy but people quickly moved out of my way. I went looking for a wagon but didn’t like the ones I found. The horses looked thin and old and Sarah told me not to bother. I didn’t like the stench of the city and started to walk as I thought. I was going to need many things to survive, money was the first thing I would need.
The wide rutted road I walked down had farms on one side and the wide river on the other. I stopped between farms in a small patch of woods and stacked the trunks together. It looked like the woods had been used many times, in the middle was a blackened ring where many fires had been.
A look and fire erupted from the remains and burned brightly as I looked around, “what are we having for dinner?”
Sarah had disappeared and I shook my head as I opened a trunk and pulled out my bedroll. I put it to one side and pulled a coffee pot out and absently sent it to the river to fill and return. I looked at Sarah when she returned dripping water with a large fish in her mouth. I grinned and went to take it and clean it before pulling spices from a trunk.
It was slowly rotating over the fire when the colorful wagons began arriving. I grinned when I saw them, they were flat bottomed with the front, back and sides slanted and angled out. The sides and roof were rounded too and there was a door at the back of the wagon with steps. Sarah laughed, “now that is the type of wagon you need.”
I nodded as the first man that had led them laughed. They moved around making camp smoothly and several women came to my fire and stared before starting to prepare a large dinner. I removed the fish and absently changed a fallen branch into a platter and a fork. I slipped half to Sarah and started eating as more gypsies came to the fire.
When I finished I set the remains in the fire and sat back with a wooden cup while drinking coffee. I looked into the neighboring field and whispered a spell. The tall grass beside the field shimmered before lifting as it was cut close to the ground. It floated towards me and Sarah sighed, “you are not making a wagon out of grass.”
I grinned at her as the gypsies stared, “no.”
I turned and gestured and the grass began to weave together and change into cotton fibers or feathers as mist drifted away. Sarah sniffed, “a bird again?”
I looked at her, “are you going to catch the rabbits I need?”
She ignored me and put her head down as the gypsies laughed. I murmured the spells that brought the large owl to life and it stretched before swivelling its head around. It ruffled its feathers and looked at me and I grinned, “welcome Hunter. Would you hunt the fields and bring me rabbits?”
He nodded, “of course.”
I watched him crouch before leaping into the evening air and flying up through the trees. I pulled in even more grass and started weaving it into a large basket. I looked at the wagons again and then at the gypsies, “can I see inside one of your wagons?”
An old man stood, “come.”
I followed and looked in as he held the door, it had a bed that looked like it folded down from one wall. On the front was a standing closet and across from the bed was an iron pot bellied stove with a few chests stacked in the back corner next to the door. I smiled and stepped back, “very nice, thank you.”
I went back to my bedroll and laid back beside Sarah, “I need to think of a way to make it solid and not use boards.”
During the night Hunter brought over two dozen rabbits before I gestured and he flew to a branch to rest. I rose with the sun and went to the river to wash before returning. I packed my things away in a trunk before the gypsies were even out of their wagons. I enspelled the trunks again and let Hunter glide to one before Sarah climbed onto another.
I left and started walking as the trunks followed behind me. It was a couple of hours before several men walked out of a stand of trees. They held rusty swords and grinned with rotten teeth. I stopped and looked at them, “do you need help?”
One swaggered towards me, “give us all your money.”
I looked at him and his eyes widen as the chaos in my eyes swirled, “if I were you I would run.”
He nodded as the others muttered and turned to ran, “it isn’t a mage!”
The others turned as magic spread and rocks and grass wove together into huge black wolves that howled and began chasing after them. Sarah snorted, “a little extreme.”
I shivered as I felt the wolves tearing at the men and began to walk, “why do men become bandits?”
Sarah growled, “because they feel the greed of man.”
I looked at her and then at Hunter with his head under a wing. I ignored the bodies as the wolves tore them apart and kept walking. I slowed at noon when I saw a large broken off dead tree with a couple of men beside it in the field. I walked to the low stone wall and gestured for the trunks to stay, “excuse me.”
They looked at me warily and I gestured to the tree, “is this your tree?”
They looked at each other as if I was crazy and one shook his head, “we were going to cut it down.”
I looked at the tree, “may I have it?”
The other grinned as he walked towards me, “you going to help cut it down?”
I glanced at him and he froze, “no. I was going move it to the road and make it into a wagon.”
He swallowed and nodded, “it’s all yours.”
I smiled as I looked at the tree, “thank you.”
He backed away and gestured to the other man as I began to whisper a spell. The tree shook and slowly it pulled its roots out of the ground. I backed up as it lifted and walked towards the wall and the road, “step over the wall and don’t break it.”
It moved over the wall carefully and I waited until it was on the road. I started the other spells and the roots pulled in and the top shrank before it tilted and fell. It stretched and widened as the shape changed and spoked wheels pushed out and the wagon rose up until it was several feet off the ground.
It was a little wider and longer than the gypsy wagons but it still looked like one. I walked to the back and opened the door to look inside. Everything except the mattress and the stove was there. I nodded and turned and gestured to the trunks. I lifted Hunter to the roof but sent the trunks into the corner just inside the door.
I looked at the large basket with the rabbits and then at the two men staring at me, “would you like a few coneys my friend caught?”
They looked at each other without answering so I gestured and sent the basket to them. I had already removed and tanned the skins as I walked. The basket settled to the ground and I walked around to the front of the wagon before lifting Sarah and pushing her up onto the high seat. I climbed up as she moved over and sat before gesturing, “lets go.”
The wagon began moving as I sat back, “this is much better.”
Sarah shook her head before curling up. I began pulling and changing the grass beside the road as we went by. I wove everything together and finally sent the thick mattress into the wagon. It was late afternoon when I gestured and the wagon turned in beside a stream. I climbed down and set Sarah in the tall grass.
I started bringing sticks and branches together to make a fire behind the wagon. I heard Sarah playing in the stream as I wove more grass together and changed it. The large green hawk mantled and I smiled, “Welcome Kent. Could you try to catch a fat pheasant or grouse for me?”
He bobbed his head, “only one?”
I shrugged, “if you are hungry you could catch two.”
He crouched and then leaped into the air as I turned and summoned the rabbit skins. I was careful as I combined three into one and repeated it twice more. I glanced at Sarah as she came to lay beside the fire. I brought more grass and changed it to cotton and began stuffing the three small rabbit men, well one was a woman.
I started the spells to changed them and ignored the men sneaking up around me. I waited until they shuddered and glanced around and bowed, “Ann, Tom and Peter. Welcome to my family. Could you search around for edible foods like carrots or wild onions or roots?”
Ann smiled, “of course.”
They turned and slipped into the grass as I sat back with a sigh. Sarah cleared her throat as the dozen men walked into camp grinning and holding knives. I gestured and the ground rose and split into seats, “have a seat gentlemen. How can I help you?”
They frowned and looked at each other and the largest moved closer, “give us yur gold mage.”
I smiled, “first I don’t have gold. Second I’m not a mage.”
He growled and took another step only to have Sarah growl a warning. He gestured towards her with the knife he held and I sighed and whispered, the seats began to shift and change into rock hounds. The man started to take another step and chaos surrounded him, faintly his scream could be heard as his body began to blur and change.
The other men started moving back as the rock hounds finished changing. They growled and slowly stalked towards the bandits. The arrow that flashed out of the woods glowed before stopping. It shrank and then lengthened before streaking back the way it had come. There was a scream from the hidden archer and all the men turned to run.
The glow around the man vanished and left a large snarling beast that howled and turned to lope after the men with the rock hounds following. I looked at Sarah when she laughed and smiled before turning as Kent returned with a pheasant. The others returned and I made dinner as I relaxed.
I murmured a charm to keep bandits from seeing or finding my camp as I cleaned up and climbed into the wagon. I laid on the thick mattress and then looked at Sarah when she swarmed onto it and laid beside me. I smiled and turned to hold her before closing my eyes. I was up early and looked at the three rabbit people curled up beside me before slipping out of bed.
I went to wash and came back into the wagon to change before moving Sarah, Ann, Tom and Peter around and up onto the seat. I looked at the pile of rabbits Hunter had brought in last night and smiled up at him on the wagon roof before whispering a spell that cleaned them and removed their skins.
I gestured to Kent and he leaped from the tree branch he was on and glided to the wagon roof. I closed up the wagon and wove a basket for the rabbits as I walked to the front and climbed up. I glanced back at Ann, Tom and Peter who had climbed onto the roof and sat looking around.
I gestured and the wagon started moving as I sat back and reached out to pet Sarah, “I think we have all the companions we need.”
She snorted and moved to stretch all the way across the seat and my lap, “you will find an excuse to create more.”
I grinned as I held her and looked at the remains of the bandits from last night. The rock hounds were froze in the positions they had been in when the spell ended and the single live bandit that I had changed lay sprawled out with a large knife in his gut.
I traded the rabbits for bread and grain before the fields and farms gave way to forest. The trees seemed to reach out for the cleared area the road was on as if they wanted to move. It was mid afternoon when I crossed a stream and stopped in a clearing that looked like it had been used many times. Several freighter wagons were there and they were just unharnessing their horses.
I parked and helped Ann, Tom and Peter down with Sarah who headed straight for the stream. Kent had been soaring above and dropped down to land on a branch. I gestured to the empty fire pit and it burst into flames. I nodded to the men tending to their horses and looked around before pulling the tall grass beside the stream and changing it as I wove it into a chair.
I sat and looked into the flames before looking around and whispering. Stones groaned and the ground shook as they rose into the shapes of hounds that faced out around the clearing. The men looked at me with wide eyes and I smiled, “I have had a few bandits disturb me. They will guard us until we leave.”
Sarah returned from the river with a large fish in her mouth and dropped it beside me, “the fish are lively.”
I grinned and caressed her face, “they make you chase them?”
She shook hard and water flew off and I held up a hand to stop it from hitting me. I gestured and the fish rose up and began to clean itself. My three rabbit people returned with roots, cattail hearts and other herbs. I brought some bread from the wagon and used a glassy rock to make a large pot.
The men came to the fire as I started cooking and began making their own. I glanced into the forest when several stone hounds stood and growled. The dozen men that were trying to sneak up on us froze. As the other hounds moved around to stand with the ones facing them, they started backing away.
One of the freighters grinned, “well that saves us a fight.”
After dinner I cleaned up and climbed into the wagon before shifting the three rabbit people over towards Sarah. I laid down on the bed and sighed as I set wards and closed my eyes.
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