After two long and terrifying missions, Beatrice the Kobold is finally going home to Southport where her master and her friends are. Spear of Light in hand, she heads back to her home. Back to a normal life...or at least that's what she hopes.
After two long and terrifying missions, Beatrice the Kobold is finally going home to Southport where her master and her friends are. Spear of Light in hand, she heads back to her home. Back to a normal life...or at least that's what she hopes.
"I'm sure you've felt it already Bea, but that spear is imbued with the Chieftain Goddess' power. The ability to banish corruption, to heal, to provide courage and push someone beyond their limits. Those are all things that the Goddess gives a Hero. If I want to utilize the full potential of the spear I have to attune myself to the power of the Goddess." Elanor explains. "Think of it like wearing the right outfit, one that accentuates your looks. Or something like that." The Arch-Magus says starting to trail off. He was never really good with analogy's, it was of his cuter flaws.
"Ah, right. That makes sense... And so does the clothes analogy." She added. Even if it wasn't true, she wasn't going to come out and say it wasn't a good analogy. "So, I uh, take it you're going to want me to hand it over to her right away, or uh, is there other stuff to cover first?"
"There is one last thing before you can retire to your old room, while you were gone I decided on the next Arch Magus to take my place when I retire. They're currently using the other half of your old room, I hope you don't mind." He tells her.
Beatrice blinked. Retire? Certainly he didn't mean anytime soon, and this was just some foresight on his part, keeping a line of succession going just in case... Right?
"I'm certain... Its fine. Uh, mind if I go meet with them? I'd really like to see whose going to be staying with me, and who you chose as your successor..."
"By all means, go ahead. Hopefully the two of you will get along. Elanor and I will continue discussing other matters. Feel free to return if you need anything else." The Arch Magus tells her. "If you wouldn't mind Beatrice, the spear please?" Elanor requests.
"Ah, right..." Beatrice would grab the spear front amongst all that she had brought with her during her travels and hand it to Elanor.
The spear hums with energy as it glows with a soft radiance. Elanor looks at it in amazement. The radiance glows brighter when the spear graces her hands. "It feels like I've just reunited with an old friend..." She says holding it. "I'm certain it does, it already looked amazing to begin with." He says while getting up. He pets Beatrice, softly rubbing his fingers against her fur.
Beatrice couldn't help but lean into the gesture of affection, happily wagging her tail.
He kept rubbing her head. It brought back memories from before she transformed. Happy times and certainly much easier, but it was all loving the same. "I'm always proud of what you accomplish Beatrice, now go get some rest." He told her.
(Before she transformed?)
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