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Chapter 1

It was a magic crystal alright. The stone of immeasurable value had been thought missing for centuries, and passed into myth, but now it had finally fallen into the grasp of a human. Fladnag the apprentice was rubbing the rest of the cacked mud off the surface, when suddenly, a bright spark lept out and entered his forearm with an electric shock of sufficient force to throw him backwards. The smell of burt flesh filled the air, and when he look at his hand, it was charred with third degree burns that blistered right up to his elbow. He panicked. All he could think about was his crippled limb that hung from him like a smouldering birch. Now for the third time in no more than a few minutes, he was suprised once more. Meerly by willing his injuries to be resolved, his blistering wounds healed over. The searing pain was washed away in holy light as pink healthy flesh sealed the charred remains over.

Now he knew what he had in his hands.

One of the fabled spell forgers. A sort of nodule that acts as a magic battery, able to store magic charge to bend the laws of physics at the will of its owner. Any enchantment would be cast with increased magnitude in the right hands, and with literally more than a life time of recharge, its power levels must be overcharged by far. And all this time, it had been waiting for him at the bottom of the river around the bend from the village.

Already his thoughts were racing. He had only wished for it to be cleaned and to heal his burns so far with incredible ease….and the possibilities were endless! As long as he was carefull to ration and conserve his power, then no amount of knowledge, wealth, nor power would be beyond his grasp in the whole world. He could have a towering castle, a mountain of gold and a crown on his head, adventures over the horizon as an invicable warrior meeting wild enchanting women.

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Newra, the shyest girl in town made her entrance as a small avalanche of mudslide and a shower of pebbles and a basket of rasberries. Fladnag and Newra had fancied each others company before, but as a pair of social outcast (being a failed apprentice wizard, and a downtrodden peasant maid) their feelings for each other were suppressed except for the occiasional meeting in the outskirt wilderness.

Newra! he ran to her aid as soon as the sickening THUD of her backside slamming onto a riverbed rock echoed through the box valley. She was a total wreck. She was sobbing uncontrollably in her muddy ripped clothes. Both her shoes had fallen off somewhere in the tumble, and one of her feet look twisted at an awkward angle. He took one look at her helpless state, then one look at his gem….another look at the poor wench…back to the gem again…

The air shimmered and seemed to reverberate around Newra’s whole body. Her face suddenly expressed relief as her sprained ankle was repaird and healed in an instant. He helped her to her feet while she still had the stunned look on her face.
“what just happened? I thought i was done for when I lost my step trying to free one of my shoes from a crack in the rocks, then the next thing I knew, I thought my whole leg was broken”
“you dont need to worry about anything, fair maiden” He replied. And with one more wish, her clothing was replaced from old soild workclothes to a new maids uniform. She only gasped in ever more suprise.

Now Fladnag knew exactly what he was going to do with his new power. The field test was complete, and results had been proven that he could change Newra’s body and possessions at will magically. He was now determined to transform the shy little thing into the kind of woman he had always desired; a tall busty, powerfull, muscular, barbaric warrior woman at his side was what he really desired.

He concentrated his will at Newra again, pointing with one finger directly at her, and holding the gem in the other hand, light burst forward.

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Excellent read so far! Looking forward to see just how big you make her!

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