Paul Kard The Black
Today I was a man. I experimented on myself and was experimented on by the medical department of the sunny isle known as Albion. This is my Warhammer story. Albion is not like Ulthuan, it is not full of beautiful people torn asunder by a war of slavery. Nor is it like Bretonnia, a land of great vow and honour.
People do not understand that Albion is full of woodland creatures. Full of old beings and full of life. It is a large island. Not that large, not a continent, and not as large as say the isles elsewhere in the Seas Of Chaos. Ulthuan stood alone or with others, but here in Albion people came to ruin the world. Great old beastly men. They were thought to be natural Satyrs but really they were very powerful and very evil. We needed the world help then and they came.
I met some great adventurers not the famed Gotrek and his companion nor his friend Snorri Nosebiter. Nor did I meet Teclis or his brother Tyrion. I never learnt the entire map of magic except from a travelling Bright wizard. And he was called Naughtillisoos. He had a long name and he came with some Empire sailors and they destroyed the beastymen in the end. I am still afraid of them and will always be. They cured me of my bad addiction to herbs and spices, not them.
The people of Albion, my friend this Bright wizard showed me how to manage helping people in an emergency with his general. They needed me and I looked like a witch hunter but really I was just a thief. A lowly thief, I stole, I helped just by gambling and just by learning when the sun and moon set in Albion by learning over and over the signs in the stars my sanity. And took the right leaf and I am feeling better. During the war there were great Empire soldiers who tried to kill me and a Dark Elf corsair. He was bitter and mean.
He wanted chaos to rule my land, the sweet peaceful land of Albion and they wanted our woods and still come now and then to this day to trade and I hid in the library after I realised I learnt to read and worked there. Now and again I feel I am lonely but there is always a neighbour's cat or dog I love somewhere and I have moved. I have learned wizardry. From the librarians and the law courts. I learnt from books and the manner I remember from my teacher that mariner who went home, I will never forget him or his general. His general died in the last fight and I called upon the old doctors to save him. He could light up the word with an incandescent flame from his eyes. I know that seems silly but so am I.
I have learnt when many people call Daemonology in other countries in my free society. But really I did not learn to summon a thing. I learnt fire and I learnt about abjuring. I am an evocation wizard, I suppose, but I learnt to only use flame sparingly. And I learnt it from all the stories and books left behind and helped catalogue them for future generations.
I went abroad recently to see Ulthuan and they do not like me smoking but they needed me. For their princess was in trouble and they needed a friend who could speak their language, or the common tongue. They were surprised I was only level master rather than masterful but really, they were more shocked with how I sneak out at night and that is all I can write.
Except for my spells, apart from utility spells such as identity, detect magic, find traps, alarm, minor illusion and well I suppose that is it. I know the great spells. I know a little healing word too. Really I do not want to spill the beans but we do like eggs and beans, oh did I make a mess by breaking wind around this lovely princess. They were affronted, and I have a juvenile sense of humour when I am nervous. Terribly sorry, I forgot to say, I just smiled and laughed.
This same corsair from before came in in disguise and we argued in their law courts and he assaulted her secretly. I used my one handed sword or hers and fought very hard. I do not use many magic items except for a potion of healing and of course what I need most is a flame which is simply a wand. Made by the empire which is a channeling staff to others.
I have these other spells. Haste, Daylight, Enthrall, Mage Armour, Mass Hypnosis, Prayer Of Healing, Charm Person which led me to Charm Monster. I know Remove Curse, Dispel Magic and Counter Spell. I also finally know Beast Bond and Investiture of the Winds. That saved the princess and she is my friend.
I have gone home to Albion. The Dark Elf will not escape justice. It is fate for the rumours he spread of me. When I was a young boy before all my years in the library. I know legal things, I know that I am a little bit of a tough man, and resilient. And I do first aid with my keen mind (I would say I am lucky to be alive) just a little more dexterous than most and intelligent with just enough friends to get through the day. By the way I must tell you all to make your notes when you hear a Daemon or animal when you cast my final spell I know. Comprehend languages!
Today I was a man. I experimented on myself and was experimented on by the medical department of the sunny isle known as Albion. This is my Warhammer story. Albion is not like Ulthuan, it is not full of beautiful people torn asunder by a war of slavery. Nor is it like Bretonnia, a land of great vow and honour.
People do not understand that Albion is full of woodland creatures. Full of old beings and full of life. It is a large island. Not that large, not a continent, and not as large as say the isles elsewhere in the Seas Of Chaos. Ulthuan stood alone or with others, but here in Albion people came to ruin the world. Great old beastly men. They were thought to be natural Satyrs but really they were very powerful and very evil. We needed the world help then and they came.
I met some great adventurers not the famed Gotrek and his companion nor his friend Snorri Nosebiter. Nor did I meet Teclis or his brother Tyrion. I never learnt the entire map of magic except from a travelling Bright wizard. And he was called Naughtillisoos. He had a long name and he came with some Empire sailors and they destroyed the beastymen in the end. I am still afraid of them and will always be. They cured me of my bad addiction to herbs and spices, not them.
The people of Albion, my friend this Bright wizard showed me how to manage helping people in an emergency with his general. They needed me and I looked like a witch hunter but really I was just a thief. A lowly thief, I stole, I helped just by gambling and just by learning when the sun and moon set in Albion by learning over and over the signs in the stars my sanity. And took the right leaf and I am feeling better. During the war there were great Empire soldiers who tried to kill me and a Dark Elf corsair. He was bitter and mean.
He wanted chaos to rule my land, the sweet peaceful land of Albion and they wanted our woods and still come now and then to this day to trade and I hid in the library after I realised I learnt to read and worked there. Now and again I feel I am lonely but there is always a neighbour's cat or dog I love somewhere and I have moved. I have learned wizardry. From the librarians and the law courts. I learnt from books and the manner I remember from my teacher that mariner who went home, I will never forget him or his general. His general died in the last fight and I called upon the old doctors to save him. He could light up the word with an incandescent flame from his eyes. I know that seems silly but so am I.
I have learnt when many people call Daemonology in other countries in my free society. But really I did not learn to summon a thing. I learnt fire and I learnt about abjuring. I am an evocation wizard, I suppose, but I learnt to only use flame sparingly. And I learnt it from all the stories and books left behind and helped catalogue them for future generations.
I went abroad recently to see Ulthuan and they do not like me smoking but they needed me. For their princess was in trouble and they needed a friend who could speak their language, or the common tongue. They were surprised I was only level master rather than masterful but really, they were more shocked with how I sneak out at night and that is all I can write.
Except for my spells, apart from utility spells such as identity, detect magic, find traps, alarm, minor illusion and well I suppose that is it. I know the great spells. I know a little healing word too. Really I do not want to spill the beans but we do like eggs and beans, oh did I make a mess by breaking wind around this lovely princess. They were affronted, and I have a juvenile sense of humour when I am nervous. Terribly sorry, I forgot to say, I just smiled and laughed.
This same corsair from before came in in disguise and we argued in their law courts and he assaulted her secretly. I used my one handed sword or hers and fought very hard. I do not use many magic items except for a potion of healing and of course what I need most is a flame which is simply a wand. Made by the empire which is a channeling staff to others.
I have these other spells. Haste, Daylight, Enthrall, Mage Armour, Mass Hypnosis, Prayer Of Healing, Charm Person which led me to Charm Monster. I know Remove Curse, Dispel Magic and Counter Spell. I also finally know Beast Bond and Investiture of the Winds. That saved the princess and she is my friend.
I have gone home to Albion. The Dark Elf will not escape justice. It is fate for the rumours he spread of me. When I was a young boy before all my years in the library. I know legal things, I know that I am a little bit of a tough man, and resilient. And I do first aid with my keen mind (I would say I am lucky to be alive) just a little more dexterous than most and intelligent with just enough friends to get through the day. By the way I must tell you all to make your notes when you hear a Daemon or animal when you cast my final spell I know. Comprehend languages!
