by Whatevr89532 » Fri Mar 20, 2009 7:34 pm
The prophet shakes his head a moment. "A wizard or mage is different from a Warlock or Witch, in that those last two practice forbidden magicks...aah, you've got me on a tangent. Now, I wasn't quite through the introduction yet." He pulls an enormous, dusty, really old-looking tome from a nearby shelf and holds it up for the group to see. "Ancient prophecies, far older than anyone presently alive, even among elves, speak of such events, and also a group of righteous persons attaining great power from magical equipment--armor, weaponry--which was crafted by the gods in case of disaster. But these objects are...hmm...actually, I managed to find one, and brought it all the way from Murakil." He goes out a door into a dark room, and remerges carrying what appears to be a ring made of silver large enough to go past a fist. "This is the 'Beautiful Armor'. It permanently gives the person who wears it great strength, both to resist and to fight, making it an intriguing feat of being both a weapon and armor. But look." He puts it on over a sleeve of his robe, waits a moment, then pulls it off again.
"It doesn't work on me. It doesn't work on anyone in the world but one. Single. Person. Now I'm led to believe that person, along with the destined wielders of some of the other weapons, is in this room." He pauses, catching his breath after all the emphasis.